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@ekleipsi
-- [ the M I N D is its own place
and in itself
can make a HEAVEN of H E L L,
a HELL of H E A V E N ]--
-- a multi-muse blog featuring a variety of creatures, species, and ages, by nata. ;;
multi & single verse multi & single ship oc & canon friendly 21+ only, minors DNI discord upon request
RULES | MUSES | VERSES
# saraeanwa ... a little lazy text post promo for original character, bae jae-hwa, also known as one of 'the nest' most popular rent-a-girlfriend ﹠ secretly a feral tiger-shifter. loved ﹠ cherished by orion ( the same one from killerhubby + hitfirst! ) ... plotted threads are highly prioritised for interactions between blorbos, so if pretty ladies ﹠ in depth emotional connections are your thing, let's be mootsies ♡
--- me, needing to not only fix my muse page because the images are all FUCKED again but also needing to sort through my roster again...
--- taking a page out of ninnie's book. deciding on who i should remove/privatize ( i never actually remove anyone, you can always find their page still with their /name ) and who i should keep...ugh. who i don't really play with anymore or feel so much anymore...any ideas? oof...
@ekleipsi || starter call (Nef & Giuseppe)
"How tasteless. Is that how you treat a guest?" Rather than admonishing, he seemed amused as he spoke those words. His breath sounded nearly like a chuckle as his hand came to the shoulder of his worker. Fingers pressed in to suggest that they step back from the woman they'd been questioning. They obliged without an ounce of stubbornness though; unsurprising when you saw the size and height of the man giving the wordless command. "A beautiful one at that."
"You have my pardons for being touched. Though, they have made quite the accusation against you. Stealing from my business when I've tried to give you the benefit of the doubt would be quite the disappointment, would it not, darling?" Gesturing to his casino, he continued to smile. "Surely you can explain yourself?"
--- Outfit was more lavish than the ones she usually donned, but it was a necessity to scope out a place like this; if it led to high stakes wins? Well, she wouldn't be upset either way. There was money to be had, of course, but the security was...very tight. Not above her abilities, but it was certainly a test of them, least of all the physical aspect of said security. Men everywhere, and while cameras themselves were easy to betray and slip around or short circuit, coming face to face with someone so large?
--- Dark orbs were pulled from the man before her, vaguely recalling how the night had been going and how she'd been caught. Had she been caught, or was it just a lucky guess? She didn't think she warranted the scrutinizing eyes of pit bosses and low security, even while counting cards at a table, she was too smart- lose just enough, win just enough, walk away. Still. Here she was in a chair, huffing at the rough handling for being forced into such, two seconds from breaking a man's hand.
--- ' Ahh, that explains it. Their accusations are quite severe...I'd ask if they could prove it, but they probably couldn't. I'm too good for that... ' a purr, her accent slightly thicker with her Arabian heritage. Lips pulled back, the faint peek of a fang startling through before skin glowed just beneath the slit in her dress and legs crossed, leaning back a bit more comfortably while hues narrow up at the imposing figure. Every bit as intimidating and large as the rumors she'd heard and hoped to encounter...one day. This wasn't the one she'd expected.
--- ' You, though. You'd never let it past...so... ' she stood, abrupt and graceful, movements like a coiling snake ready to strike. It's but a split second and before near anyone can blink, that she has the smallest of knives out and pressed almost playfully against the larger figure's abdomen, a flash of amusement and mischief glitters in her eyes...danger. Threat, flirtation? Promise? ' ...you must have been watching me, Mr. Castillo. Do I have your attention? '
;; reply for @foolshcme !!
we all just suffer, 'cause no one feels that bad independent multimuse oc please read rules before interacting | heavy trigger warning
❝ ᴛʀᴜᴛʜ ɪꜱ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴀ ᴡᴇᴀᴘᴏɴ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴀɴᴅꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ᴡʜᴏ ᴋɴᴏᴡꜱ ʜᴏᴡ ᴛᴏ ᴜꜱᴇ ɪᴛ. ⸻ a child of abandonment dressed in tailored suits and expensive lies. a detective who knows exactly how far the law bends before it breaks. he walks the thin line between order and chaos like it owes him something, as if throwing himself into the fire might finally make all the damage mean something.
private & selective roleplay blog for an original character. multiverse & crossover friendly. dark themes present (violence, moral ambiguity, trauma). mun is 21+. minors and personals do not interact. written & haunted by Amethyst / ©
--- That said, coughs, idk. Send me me asks. Or memes; idk that I've reblogged any recently but they can be memes you've reblogged even, too. Hella.
--- Man, I'm always just here and lurking and constantly on the dash but never fully functioning and that's because life has been SUPER chaotic for me the last like...idk how long. I'm going to try and do my best to be a bit more active- I don't want to make promises I can't keep, but I'm going to do my best. If you want a run down on life's personal hell, you're welcome to continue reading under the cut, OTHERWISE JUST KNOW:
--- I'm gonna try and do better. You can always reach me on Discord, I'm usually always there. I do lurk on the dash all the time, so you can also always DM me, too.
--- That said, coughs, idk. Send me me asks. Or memes; idk that I've reblogged any recently but they can be memes you've reblogged even, too. Hella.
--- Man, I'm always just here and lurking and constantly on the dash but never fully functioning and that's because life has been SUPER chaotic for me the last like...idk how long. I'm going to try and do my best to be a bit more active- I don't want to make promises I can't keep, but I'm going to do my best. If you want a run down on life's personal hell, you're welcome to continue reading under the cut, OTHERWISE JUST KNOW:
--- I'm gonna try and do better. You can always reach me on Discord, I'm usually always there. I do lurk on the dash all the time, so you can also always DM me, too.
--- That said, coughs, idk. Send me me asks. Or memes; idk that I've reblogged any recently but they can be memes you've reblogged even, too. Hella.
--- Man, I'm always just here and lurking and constantly on the dash but never fully functioning and that's because life has been SUPER chaotic for me the last like...idk how long. I'm going to try and do my best to be a bit more active- I don't want to make promises I can't keep, but I'm going to do my best. If you want a run down on life's personal hell, you're welcome to continue reading under the cut, OTHERWISE JUST KNOW:
--- I'm gonna try and do better. You can always reach me on Discord, I'm usually always there. I do lurk on the dash all the time, so you can also always DM me, too.
Reblog if you are willing to do toxic ships
Not every love is sweet and kind Sometimes, love is dangerous Poisonous, addictive, obsessive Leaving emotional, mental and physical scars Don’t want to walk away, refuse to let go To need, no matter how much it hurts To know the same pain is returned Because some don’t want just the sweet They crave the bitter too
"Your belt looks really tight," Orcus hums, his hands moving from cheek, down to Lycaon's chest and lower, to trace leather with a finger. Lashes flutter as he looks up, coy smile on his lips. "Can I loosen it for you?"
--- A lazy smirk tugs at the corners of the wolf's lips as he lays casually upon mattress. The leather of his belt was actually quite comfortable; it wasn't at all digging into hips, nor hugging waist too tightly- but the moment Orcus' fingertips slip from cheeks to chest, he couldn't help but catch on to intent. He wasn't naive, after all. Lower yet, they fall, and brow lofts in subtle amusement as he watches the coy smile and fluttering of lashes.
--- ' Does it, now? ' he muses idly, head tilting with a curious hum as an arm shifts behind his head to prop it up while the other lowers to settle on Orcus' own skull, fingers gently scratching along scalp and running through dark hair. Nails scrape and scratch, before digits tighten just a bit, giving a gentle tug to the man's hair until loosening hold and dragging claws down the nape of neck with a chuckle. ' By all means, I don't like discomfort... ' half a purr, gaze lidding as he gives consent.
--- Even more than that, his hips lift just slightly off the mattress to assist even further, snorting as he digs nails into Orcus' hair once more. ' Actually...my pants...in general are pretty tight. Think you can help...with that? ' a low grunt, words a bit gruff, nearly growled out as he drags the others face up and along his thigh.
His lips curve slightly into an amused smile. She was nice to look at, he could admit that. Fur well maintained based on the two tails. Young, potential to growth. There was familiarity to her he couldn't put his finger on but he wasn't letting it distract him for too long. Prayers, huh. "Only Gods need devotion laced in pretty words and gifts of song," he answers, "I am in no need of such things."
The hand that had rested on his lap raised to tap the counter twice, the sound nearly boomed in the silenced space, there in their little corner. Moments later there's a drink in the same hand; the bartender mixing the drink being confused at the far end of the counter.
Jung-hee watched her, eyes sharp over the rim of the glass as he takes a sip. They narrow in something akin to a warning, though he minded not his age. Many doesn't reach this age, many doesn't gain the knowledge and power to stay on top. It doesn't stop him from letting the oppressive air around him to spread out further around them. People squirm uncomfortable in their seats, some look down right sick.
"If that is what you want to call me," he shrugs. Gumiho, kitsune, maegu, nogitsune... whatever. "What mortals think have little value to me, girl. Their existence is of little importance." The glass thunks against the wooden counter. Lights flicker and shadows grow darker and longer in the room. Jung-hee leans forward, the shades low over his nose, baring the gleaming reds behind.
"Choose your words wisely, pup. I would feel no remorse of removing that smart mouth of yours." He holds her gaze for a moment longer, he then sits back up, lights and shadows return to normal.
"Now, who sent you?"
--- Another wide fanged grin brightens her features, amusement lacing the expression as long fingers curl over the curve of a supple hip, pronounced as she shifts her weight to it. Head is cocked, brushing her hair over her shoulder to give him a better view of the column of her throat; inviting and pristine and nearly as white as her hair. ' Devotion is for Gods, mm? Are you saying you don't want me between your legs, praying? ' she purrs, voice low and husky as white lashes lay thick over mossy greens.
--- The top to the counter draws attention, but she doesn't let t distract her. Her single step forward had his aura pulsing around her, the narrowing of his eyes and how they nearly glow red in warning to her words. With each shadow that stretches and bends to his presence, her tongue slowly drags out and over her lips, a display of sensuality and while the shudder of fear that darts up her spine is exhilarating, she knows she's on thin ice.
--- ' My mouth is useful in other ways. You're going to want to keep it intact. ' a quick quip, before she closes the distance between them entirely, nudging his knees apart just a bit so that she can stand between them, another shiver of thrilling fear causing her tails to twitch and shiver. ' My Uncle; though he didn't send me exactly. He spoke of you, often. Not by name...but by reputation. He is the leader of...an Order that I won't name. Not here. He said that you might help me accomplish the things I want, if I was brave enough to seek you out. Bold enough. '
His hands arent as warm as a human's would be, but they still hold Lycaon's face gently between them. Thumbs brushing over cheekbones, light and caring. Orcus held him like this, like Lycaon were something precious, something fragile; a treasure beyond measure. And to Orcus, he was just that.
--- It had felt like a millennia since the wolf had felt such a deep stirring of emotion in broad chest; the depth of which brought gut-wrenching fear in abdomen. The last time he experienced such depth, his hubris had caused a curse that spanned his existence and destroyed his family; one that cost the woman he loved her life, had cursed his sons to their death and brought his own life to heel, hunted towards an end that saw no respite.
--- Even so, between cool palms, there was understanding and tranquility beyond words; the brush of thumbs causing the brush of lashes along orbitals. He'd never been treated as fragile before, because he never had been. As a mortal man and king among them, and more so as a creature cursed by Zeus himself, he was durable above all but in Orcus' hands like this? He felt...soft.
--- Like he could settle low his burdens and release them from his shoulders. Relax against the constantly breaking tide. A heavy sigh escaped him, easing frame forward until his forehead rested against the others and his eyes closed completely, lips pursed just slightly before his cheeks darkened with the faintest hint of embarrassment. ' I'm not a child, you know... ' he muttered gruffly, as if the statement might somehow erase how he felt...though it held no barb in it, no qualm or fuss...no real conviction at all towards his intention. In fact, his body came to relax almost completely against the reprieve that the God before him offered from his own torments.
From here
--- The bell has ears twitching once more, like a predator on alert to surroundings, the pitch only something she can hear in this confined space. Soon enough voice is gracing ears and sounding closer, breath a ghostly whisper upon neck and that same bell is ringing again, warm tendrils of air curling over pale skin like inky tendrils. It tickles like magick, though she feels none. Both tails twitch and swish behind her in a display of curiosity and agitation and the haze she uses to mask them is swept away the moment he seats himself in chair before her.
--- Expectedly he is...young. Beautiful to look at, seductive and alluring in all the right ways to draw you in. A coy smile pulls upon lips until fangs are peeking out in vague amusements. ' Offerings? That does feel only natural. I suppose I should he on my knees as any supplicant to one praying? ' a slightly derisive snort, before lips purse and she takes a step closer. The moment she does, the atmosphere changes.
--- The aura he exudes is...heavy. Oppressive and strong and thick with a power she had never felt before. With age and something akin to familiarity. ' You... ' a quiet, shallow breath. ' You...are a kitsune? ' It's hesitant, if only because he doesn't feel like her, not entirely, and eyes narrow into vulpine slits, pupils thin. ' I am old, by mortal standards. ' a quiet scoff...before nose twitches to the air. ' Though you... ' a chuckle, a smirk. ' Smell like...well... ' a playful shrug.
