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ғᴇʟᴛʜᴜʀᴛ - an independent curation of canon and original muses from a vast array of medias. all muses are predominantly headcanon based. viewer discretion as advised for mature content warnings. low - medium activity. by zeppy , she/her/they , audhd + rsd , est , twentyone+ , chemistry and plotting will be prioritized.
. 𝐧𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: ɢᴜɪᴅᴇʟɪɴᴇs. ᴍᴜsᴇs. ᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛs. sɪᴅᴇʙʟᴏɢ
𝒔𝒐 𝒎𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 : @vilence
chomps lux's shoulder.
this familiar sting , something so carnal to her , it envelopes such saccharine warmth — blooming deep within a tender chest that fills every inch of her body with such radiance , she feels as if she could explode. nothing like the strength of light barricaded between skin and bone , a power harnessed so grand it was considered obscene. no , this was a tingle in fingertips , in toes. new and shiny and full of everything grand in the world. a feeling meld like a cloud made to make such dainty feet feel as if floating.
chin tucks , bashful. bubbly jubilance found within a quiet giggle outstretched pristine tiers , peering over shoulder with wide eyes filled with stars , so bright yet soft against the skyline held within. ❝ 'inxy ! just be careful , last time i had a really .... long line of questioning. let's say , garen was not a huge fan of your ... mouth work. ❞ though it'd be a lie to say having such marks was unwelcomed , something to reminisce when the oblivion time shared came to a shuddering end. these nibbles — a tangible sight , something to bring a smile to cheeks when the day brings a shattering melancholy.
turned in chair , delicately lacing supple fingers within the hem of fabric stuck to skin , tugging closer. yearning to be nothing but. ❝ come here , i missed you so much ! ❞ placing little kisses along jaw , up to the corner of lips , gloss leaving a trail in her place.
“please tell me you didn’t eat that.” / prissy ass lux
" you're too picky, when you're in fucking prison for most of your life, ya take what ya can get. here, try it b'fore ya judge me. or any of us. " eyes roll, a huff. half wrapped fingers shoved in a starving maw - stuffing it full with SLOP akin to that of the underground. varying sauces, half cooked meet ﹠ slugs. bugs. bones ache, submerged in a fire. too much relief ﹠ eagerness running through worn veins; crooked ﹠ chipped teeth nip at paws. too hasty in devouring their bread, produced an addicting mixture in ichor ﹠ saltiness. it's savored.
the dog got lost again, stuck so far in tunnel vision ﹠ that princess had almost become non-existent. throat tickled, coughing ﹠ bringing closed fist to press firm beats to chest. another cough, some contents from the hand that fed had come up, right back into the bowl. there's a cheeky grin, silver eyes brought themselves to look at the divine. too bright, irises stung. a hellish rage screams deep inside, look away. it hurts too much. it's irritating. [ ⋯ ] it's a sin.
" quit lookin' at me, i don't care what you think. " lids tighten, the smirk wiped from wounded features. tugged into a frown, soiled palm pressed to violet's face; hiding away. no one can see how the broken, how the desperation hung off torn skin.
cheeks soft yet glow full of sticky ichor , displaying something rosy — warm. there was no deceit. , merely concern laced within soft spoken words , a worry of illness. the acrid waft alone was enough to make the princess have a sour ache twist within the helm of her stomach. a thought procures that mayhaps , an offense has been taken. was there a tone that delved deep , tethering itself to heightened insecurity ? pristine features falter in return , ghosting a hand over the other's shoulder , not quite ... touching but holding weight. an offered empathy.
❝ i didn't mean to offend you , i apologize. i just , well i .... i was worried ... i didn't realize that was your — meal. ❞ voice lulls , never had something so — gruesome touched such soft lips , a grit of such culture undeveloped. try it. just try it. anything to get that cocky smirk tugged. quickly pulling up a chair next to thee , a finger raised to order and a dashingly polite smile curled over heat fleshed cheeks. ❝ what they're having , please. ❞ a jingle sounds , coins slipping to palms and soon comes sizzles , an aroma unfamiliar lingers , yet a beam sticks. never faltering , never giving glimpse of the turmoil causing havoc within a butterfly chest.
this was nothing like home. the culinary traditions of demacia held expertise , especially for she of such high ranking of nobles. but that place , a shadow of a home. hatred and fear bleeds through it's streets , outlawing the light harbored inside , casting those with magic threaded veins out into the cold. tired of her tower of sorrow , being a prisoner of her own walls. in a way , this grub was pleaded for. something earned within the trials of exploration. ❝ please don't — hide from me. i'm excited to try ! ❞
ok just to announce properly ~ yae miko is being moved to her own blog. this will probably be this weekend !!
溶ける春
' you're the most interesting person here — ' cue her rolling her hand in multiple circles , ' you're going to like me , you're going to like me. is it working yet ? do you like me ? ' - rinoa
there's a silence, of course i am, responded with naught but a look toward another woman. knave's face remain neutral while those red crosses followed along with hypnotic finger tips. like a feline waiting to take it's chance to pounce at enticing prey - however, lids close instead. cockiness in shielded features; wine glass brought to lips. there is little left, though the aroma that lingers is intoxicating in itself. if one so looked close enough, lies a hidden smirk beneath this stone exterior.
❝ you do amuse me, i shall give you points for that. , spoken plainly. there is no point in keeping that fact down. some children happen to chip away at walls in their own ways - having a bit of humor to one's personality had always sure fire way unto arlecchino's good side.
❝ 𝐢'𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭 ⵑ ❞ the plush of rosy lips bleeds to the corners of soft doe eyes , gently curling slender fingers around the stranger's arm. the intention of speaking the whole night was null , time is to waste in this hour and the activity of the night is dancing , and frankly she didn't want to be — alone.
❝ i can't be on the dance floor alone , so you'll just have to indulge me ! ❞ before there could be a sign of resistance fingers are interlocked within empty spaces , tugging the perfect stranger through the cacophony of party , the small quartet in the corner strumming a favorite : waltz to the moon , and this dance was one the she'd be keen to tether to memory. time of finding the more suitable spot was small , the brunette gingerly bowing. something taught at a young age , showing respect to her , albeit oblivious , dance partner.
❝ okay , just like this... ❞ within a rather quick motion , lithe hands are bringing the other a closer , placing one hand against the crook of hip , never quite losing the initial grasp does she slowly raise their arms in unison. big brown hues slowly lift , looking up and searching within gaze. ❝ do you — know how to waltz ? ❞
Spit, +yae miko
𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 , 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐭 , 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 ? is it a profound act of adoration , a spiritual surrender ? something only attained in the spirit of pure unfiltered love ? a temperament the kitsune held exclusively for her god ?
right ?
at first is an act of disobedience. the sole reason the command was bellowed in lulled surplus. a hope formulated that the rational noted IS disobedience. but ever slowly does the little fox comply , willfully unlocking the marrow of her maw , opening mouth big and wide at the whim of her captor.
it wasn't obedience. it is compliance.
at least , that is what emerges when fighting this sickeningly grotesque notion to want to please. the moral dilemma of it all burns , setting aflame this body , longing to shriek at the top of lungs just to deflate an ounce of this contempt burgeoning within. there is spite lingering here , a poison of yearning. and she hates herself for it. a brandish swell of self-loathing harbors inside bones , curling through pumping blood streams , raking at the grueling tenderness of tortured insides , tethering and tightening it's malicious grip until there's nothing. but it wasn't nothing , no.
but there's a refusal to acknowledge anything else. a refusal to break.
eyes grow wide , face melting with heat pumping over bruised features , time feels slowed , out of her own body as hot saliva slings past ruby lips and sludges into her mouth. the thing that follows is nothing but hungry , devouring her in ways the stripped her inner most inhibitions. because the fox hungers too , leaning into the feeling of the knave's tongue ruthlessly carving way around tongue and teeth , lapping greedily at the opening of her larynx. the warmth of her fingers curl within ivory kissed locks in attempts to wield closer. she wanted to be closer than closer. shifting weight , sliding up on her knees , back arched to maintain height. inside her head she is screaming to be touched all over. and her body yearns for touch , too.
could it even be claimed as her own anymore ?
did .... anything belong to her ?
a mirror does not lie. bittersweet markings still scour heated flesh from their last splendor , full view — for all to see.
' tell me you love me , i won't hold you to it. ' - yae miko
❝ disgusting... foul. , spoken with malice dipped in its own lust - painted nails trail down rib cage. raking skin, creating splits in flesh to draw that beautiful crimson color from the source. bruising soon follows. finger tips reach exposed abdomen *& applying enough pressure to cause discomfort. the fox's legs remain spread; their own core seemingly too close to another. this carnal desire is something that can take hold of a person if not too careful - knave exercised with caution. despite the sweat droplets forming over jaw line; her heart races. there is anger, there is hatred *& in the same vain, there is excitement, there is ardor.
breath seethed through bared teeth. arlecchino *& these hands, reborn a killer. their palms press 'round neck, naught to take life away, only for a taste. as satisfying as it'd be, to take from the electro archon *& create that same PAIN is an itch she cannot simply scratch. but, the temptation, the suspense. it's far too intoxicating - a walking sin, there should be rage. her life *& all of inuzuma's people should have been SLAUGHTERED... so, why?
why does the knave rather indulge in sensual acts with the enemy, instead of doing what is necessary?
it angered her more.
it burns.
her blood is en flamed - it is scorching her insides. causing irreparable damage.
it feels good.
❝ would you still wish me to say such lies to you, were my teeth sunken into your neck? desperately chewing away at your vocals cords? would you still pray to your abomination of a god - gurgling my name through blood filled breaths? , where hand marks rest, form is leaned in closer. their breasts touch. faded, red lips pressing into a similar sweating jaw... these temptations grow; arlecchino intended to turn both sides of this pair to ash.
that satisfaction that followed with the knowledge of raiden ei despairing that her guuji had chosen to cease existence through sex in flames... their mouth drools. there is no water that could cure this thirst now.
𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐞𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬 , every action delved by righteous conviction ; paying willfully a crime that she was not suited for. ichor soaked claws burrow down soft flesh , bruising plump lips to silence the cries yearning to spree from her aching throat. but she does not contest , the feeling of extreme ambivalence.
the woeful truth is the kitsune would endure it again and again. gladly would the little fox let the maw filled with sharp ivory fangs dig deep inside , ripping and tearing away at broken flesh , corrupting every organ , and be torn limb from limb 'til there was nothing left. all to keep her god safe from this eldritch retribution.
that is what love is. is it not ?
there's never been a wonder if the knave felt love as true in it's more variance of rotting , this was her's. two sides of the coin melding in gruesome decadence.
breathing is labored , by desire that clings of devout hands taut around a bruised throat. oh does her body betray ; slick soaked thighs push hungrily into the knave ; heat bloomed between begins straining inhibitions — brain seizing all rational functionality with every overstimulating attack to her body , to her soul.
something about these taunts made a pang stifle within the helm of her throbbing chest , sharp iris finding darkness , tucked away behind soft lids. without hesitance vocal chords allow a snipe , ❝ a cute poem you've crafted for me , arlecchino. ❞ a rather cruel fit of bubbling giggles surface , bringing hands to gently cup over shoulders , a deceiving gesture while digging sharp nails onto skin. ❝ make me gurgle on my own blood , do it. ❞ there's a moment spared , savoring in the pain , relishing the position. ❝ end of the day will come — and you will never be satiated. that poor little ache that dwells inside will get you and your beloved mortals killed — what was it you called them ? children ? ❞ knowingly tempting fate , she yearns to cause a fury as bright as the embers that consume , her own tinge of indignation lashing out through the seams.
❝ my master can always find a new familiar , but you , you will be left with nothing. ❞
"can you behave" yes, if I wanted to, but this is so much funnier
what is your sweetsona : yae miko
tagged by: @ohdove tagging: @leiasversion ( mari ofc ) , @seoulgated ( mira ofc ) , @webheadedhero , @faeful ( marceline please !! )
"Are you wearing it?"
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i guess i have sent too many asks so more will come ... i think in an hour ?? i dont remember the wait , WAHHHH
⋆｡‧˚ʚ💋ɞ˚‧｡⋆ 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐦𝐞. 𝐧𝐨𝐰. (VERY USFT!!!!) 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 - send ‘reverse’ for the sender and receiver to swap. adjust wording as needed!
[ grind ] sender straddles receiver’s lap and starts grinding against them, slow and intentional
[ whisper ] sender leans in and whispers exactly what they want to do to receiver in excruciating detail
[ wristgrab ] in the middle of a heated moment, sender pins receiver’s wrists above their head
[ needy ] sender pulls receiver into their lap, desperate and breathless, kissing them like it’s not enough
[ tease ] sender drags their lips and tongue down the length of receiver’s stomach, but stops just before going lower
[ undone ] sender undresses receiver one piece of clothing at a time, dragging it out with loaded glances
[ taste ] sender drops to their knees and starts kissing up the inside of receiver’s thighs
[ lapfull ] sender drags receiver onto their lap in the middle of a conversation, their hands already wandering
[ control ] sender takes full control, guiding receiver’s hands, body, and every motion
[ tug ] sender grips receiver’s hair and yanks their head back to kiss them roughly
[ choke ] sender wraps a hand lightly around receiver’s throat while their lips are barely apart
[ lipbite ] sender bites down on receiver’s bottom lip while grinding against them
[ praise ] in the middle of it all, sender whispers praise between every movement "just like that," "you're doing so good," "don’t stop"
[ beg ] sender makes receiver beg for it
[ mouthy ] sender licks into receiver’s mouth mid-kiss, messy and aggressive
[ suck ] sender sucks a mark into receiver’s neck, possessive and without shame
[ edge ] sender brings receiver right to the brink, over and over, refusing to let them finish
[ wrecked ] sender has one goal: to leave receiver trembling and ruined beneath them
[ needy grind ] clothes still on, sender grinds against receiver until they’re both panting, desperate for more
[ between ] sender slips a hand between receiver’s thighs while whispering, “you’ve been wanting this, haven’t you?”
[ ride ] sender pushes receiver down and climbs on top, holding eye contact the entire time
[ spit ] sender leans over and lets spit drip into receiver’s mouth before kissing them hard
[ mess ] clothes scattered, sheets ruined, bodies tangled—sender and receiver didn’t hold back
[ slow ] sender draws everything out. every stroke, every breath, every motion unbearably slow
[ possessive ] sender fucks receiver like they’re trying to make sure no one else ever will
[ overstim ] sender keeps going even after receiver's already shaking from release
[ grip ] sender grabs receiver by the hips, holding them in place while taking full control
[ hot & heavy ] sender and receiver go at it somewhere they absolutely shouldn’t
[ control freak ] sender lets receiver think they're in charge… until they flip the roles mid-way
[ lips everywhere ] sender kisses every part of receiver’s body.
[ breathless ] sender doesn’t let up until receiver is clawing at their back, gasping for air
[ all night ] sender makes sure receiver doesn’t sleep... again, and again, and again
[ tongue ] sender slides their tongue along receiver’s skin, taking their time tasting every inch
[ dark corner ] they don’t make it home! sender drags receiver into a shadowed corner and gets to work
[ eye contact ] sender holds eye contact the entire time they’re going down on receiver
[ mirror ] sender takes receiver in front of the mirror so they can both watch
𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞
❝ i want to hear every sound you make. don’t hold back. ❞
❝ get on your knees—now. ❞
❝ you’re not leaving this bed until i say so. ❞
❝ look at you. all mine and dripping for it. ❞
❝ you said 'just one more time' last time, remember? ❞
❝ keep quiet, or they’ll hear. ❞
❝ is this what you wanted? me, like this, ruining you? ❞
❝ you’re shaking—already? we’ve barely started. ❞
❝ i haven’t even touched you yet, and you're already begging. ❞
❝ be good for me and spread your legs. ❞
❝ don’t you dare finish until i tell you to. ❞
❝ you’re going to be the death of me, but i’ll die happy. ❞
❝ say it. say you need me. say it louder. ❞
❝ i could do this all night. want to test me? ❞
❝ if you want more, use your words. ❞
❝ you look so pretty when you beg. ❞
❝ you’re not shy now, are you? ❞
❝ take it. like that. good. ❞
❝ tell me where you want my mouth. ❞
❝ don’t bite your lip—moan. i want to hear it. ❞
does anyone want memes 🥺👉👈
( * BARE BONES.
a selection of headcanon questions inspired by key bones in the human body.
skull. what memories/thoughts do they guard the most from others ?
cheekbone. what makes them smile ?
mandible / jawbone. what are they incapable of saying out loud ?
teeth. what lasting mark do they leave on others ?
hyoid / neck. who taught them to speak up, or stay silent ?
clavicle / collarbone. who/what do they lean on when they're vulnerable ?
scapula / shoulderblade. what burden do they carry on their back ?
sternum. what makes their heart pound hardest ?
ribcage. who/what are they trying to protect ?
humerus. do they use humour as a shield or a weapon ? what from/to ?
radius. who/what do they reach for first in a crisis ?
ulna. who stands by them no matter what ?
carpals. what small habits do they have ?
metacarpals. do they ask for help or clench their fists and bear it ?
phalanges. what is their relationship with touch ?
spine. when do they lose their backbone, what scares them ?
pelvis. what future or legacy are they afraid/excited to be responsible for ?
sacrum. what sacrifices have they made ?
coccyx / tailbone. what outdated beliefs do they still carry, if any ?
femur. what drives them forward ?
patella / kneecap. how compliant/obedient are they, who will they kneel for ?
tibia. who/what keeps them moving forward ?
fibula. do they ever feel overlooked ?
tarsals. what past mistakes stick with them with every step they take ?
metatarsals. if they could disappear for a day, where would they run ?
sensual sentence starters
if you are sending to a multi-muse, remember to specify the muse that the sentence starters are being sent for . these are considered usfw / nsfw .
“ Your breath against my neck is the only thing keeping me from losing control right now. ”
“ I can feel your pulse racing under my fingertips - tell me what you want me to do about it. ”
“ Stop looking at me like that unless you’re ready for what comes next. ”
“ Every time you bite your lip, I have to fight the urge to kiss it better. ”
“ The way your body arches when I touch you here ... it’s almost unfair. ”
“ I’ve been thinking about the sound you make when I kiss that spot just below your ear. ”
“ You’re trembling. Is it because my hands are too cold, or because you like this too much? ”
“ If you keep making those little noises, I won’t be held responsible for what happens. ”
“ I want to memorize every inch of you with my lips. ”
“ Tell me to stop, and I will. But we both know you don’t want me to. ”
“ Your skin tastes like sin, and I’m already addicted. ”
“ I love how you melt the second my hands slide under your shirt. ”
“ You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to pin you against this wall. ”
“ The way you say my name like that should be illegal. ”
“ I’m going to take my time with you tonight - every second, every sigh. ”
“ Your thighs are shaking… should I keep going, or do you need a moment? ”
“ I can feel how much you want this. Don’t try to hide it from me. ”
“ Let me watch you fall apart - just like that. ”
“ You’re so responsive … it’s driving me absolutely mad. ”
“ I want to hear you beg, just once, before I give you everything. ”
“ Your hands feel like fire on my skin, and I never want you to stop. ”
“ Kiss me like you’re trying to ruin me for anyone else. ”
“ I love the way your back bows when I trace my tongue down your spine. ”
“ You’re trying so hard to stay quiet … but I want to hear you. ”
“ Tell me where you want my mouth next. ”
“ I could spend hours just teasing you until you can’t take it anymore. ”
“ The heat between us is unbearable - come here. ”
“ You look so beautiful like this, flushed and breathless because of me. ”
“ I want to feel you come undone beneath my hands. ”
“ Every time you touch me, it feels like the first time all over again. ”
“ Your lips are swollen from my kisses … and I’m not even close to done. ”
“ I love how you grip the sheets when I do that. ”
“ You taste even better than I imagined. ”
“ Don’t close your eyes - I want to see everything you’re feeling. ”
“ I’m going to ruin you in the sweetest way possible. ”
“ Your body fits against mine like it was made for this. ”
“ I can’t decide if I want to go slow and savor you, or lose myself completely. ”
“ The way you whisper my name when I’m inside you … I’ll never get enough. ”
“ You’re so wet / hard already, and I’ve barely touched you. ”
“ Let me mark you here, where only I can see. ”
“ I want to feel your nails in my back while you fall apart. ”
“ You have no idea what you do to me when you look at me like that. ”
“ I’m going to kiss every place that makes you gasp. ”
“ Your hips moving against mine like that - it’s torture. ”
“ I love how you surrender when I finally give you what you’ve been craving. ”
“ Stay still … or I’ll have to start all over again. ”
“ The sounds you’re making are going to haunt my dreams. ”
“ I want you so badly it hurts to hold back. ”
“ Come closer - I need to feel every inch of you against me. ”
“ Tonight, you’re mine, and I’m going to remind you exactly why. ”
