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[khrused]

her perfume : the scent of love ... and the scent of ruin.

#khrused.  an  indie  and  highly  selective  rp  blog  for  original  character  HERA  KOSTOPOULIS.  an  exotic  dancer,  single  mother,  and  cursed  human  forced  to  survive  on  human flesh  blood.

 CARRD. MEMES. PINTEREST. HEADCANONS.

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an  exploration  in  ...  surviving  womanhood;  the  multiple  aspects  of  a  woman  and  the  various  roles  she  plays  throughout  life  (maiden,  mother,  lover,  crone)  ;  unresolved  trauma  due  to  motherhood  and  the  effects  they  leave  behind  on  both  mother  and  child;  healing  your  inner-child  and  the  discovery  of  self-love  through  interpersonal  relationships;  and  a  sweet  and  sour  personality.

inspired  by  ...  the  true  stories  of  women,  including  but  not  limited  to  my  own,  my  mother,  marilyn  monroe  and  anne  boleyn.  greek  mythos  and  the  legend  of  the  empousai,  succubi  and  vampires.  and  the  films  jennifer's  body,  moulin  rouge,  and  more...

this  account  may  include  the  mention  and  discussion  of  heavy  topics  and  is  not  recommended  to  users  under  the  age  of  21.  please  note  that  these  topics  are  only  discussed  or  implied.  never  roleplayed  any  unacceptable  interaction  with  these  topics  will  result  in  an  immediate  block.  topics  can  include:  depression,  trauma,  surviving  assault,  child  abuse,  domestic  violence,  and  cannabilism.  the  overall  theme  of  this  blog,  however,  is  the  process  of  self-healing  and  learning  to  live  with  your  own  "monsters".

credit: psd. header. sources: @gifsbymel & this hande source

[khrused]

" fuck what he wants ― i'm the boss around here. " / starter call ft. @milleroptimism

[khrused]

one-liner call !!! maybeee from a random generator - may be from the sopranos (which i'm watching rn lol)

[khrused]

🌺Send this to ten blogs you think are wonderful.🌺!

me!?!?!? aslgdf thank youuu <3333 i love YOUU!!! and floyd ofc !! lol but truly !! thank you for thinking of meeeee <333 uwu

[poohsources]

lack of interaction ≠ lack of interest. sometimes, life gets in the way, or my muse doesn't cooperate with me the way i want, or i'm simply too anxious to take the first step. but just because we currently don't have any interactions going, doesn't mean that i'm not interested in writing with you and your muse(s). maybe the perfect opportunity hasn't presented itself yet, or i couldn't think of a good enough plot but that never ever has anything to do with you. after all, we're mutuals for a reason and that's usually because i enjoy seeing you on my dash and would love to write with you ― whenever that may happen.

[khrused]

I rly want a thread od the aftermath of a muse discovering hera feeding. And not just a lil snack / on blood. But like full on eating a body sifbriso like post attack, she's coming down and just blissfully munching away until she hears a familiar voice call out her name and she realizes what she's doing / what she's been caught doing -- and just the after math of that

[zeitlosleben]

                           King of anarchy & madness *

[hiredassault]

;;

THE EXACT SECOND HIS CLIMAX tore through him, the world narrowed to a pinpoint of blinding, white-hot agony.

Her fangs sank deep into his throbbing cock, puncturing the SENSITIVE skin right at the absolute peak of his ejaculation. It wasn't just a sting; it was a brutal, slicing tear that completely blurred the line between ultimate pleasure && raw destruction, ripping a shattered, ungodly roar of a moan from the very depths of his chest.

His vision went completely dark as his entire frame locked up, every muscle cording so violently it threatened to snap.

He could feel the frantic, rhythmic pulsing of his own flesh as he came, a thick, chaotic torrent of cum && blood pumping straight down her eager throat. The sensation was maddeningly lewd ;; the hot, tight constriction of her swallowing muscles clamping down around his wounded, leaking shaft ;; draining him with an insatiable, PREDATORY hunger. He couldn't stop his hips from bucking blindly into her cheeks, his hands digging into her shoulders as he spent every single drop of his strength into her mouth, utterly undone by the sheer, filthy depravity of the CONSUMPTION.

When she finally pulled away, the abrupt loss of her suction left his cock throbbing in a raw, ruined daze, WEEPING a slow mixture of crimson and white down his trembling thighs.

Floyd collapsed back on the edge of the bed, his chest heaving in ragged ;; desperate gasps as if he’d just been dragged from the depths of a suffocating sea.

HIS BLUE EYES WERE GLASSY, completely unfocused as he looked down through the fog of his spent adrenaline ------ watching her smile with that accomplished, bloody smirk. She had done exactly what he asked; she had thoroughly && beautifully wrecked him.

A weak, breathless chuckle escaped his throat, DISSOLVING into a low, pained groan as he stared at the stark crimson staining her lips. "You really are RUTHLESS ...and fucking beautiful." His member jerked with a lazy, agonizing pulse, the hyper-sensitive tissue vibrating with the lingering aftershocks of his climax ;; making his whole frame shatter as his hips twitched weakly, completely drained of any strength. "Fucking hell.... ah, GOD... I can't wait to return the favor."

[khrused]

she  rises  from  her  knees  like  an  eerie  vision  of  aphrodite,  wiping  away  the  mixture  of  smeared  rouge,  blood,  and  spittle  still  lingering  at  the  corners  of  her  grinning  mouth.  chuckling,  hera  sits  herself  atop  his  lap;  the  ample  shape  of  her  ass  pressing  into  his  twitching  member  as  she  teases,  "are  you  going  to  bite  me  now,  floyd?"

her  cheeks  ache,  grin  practically  brightening  with  mischief  as  her  golden  fingers  grasp  at  his  bristled  chin.  holding  his  gaze,  she  silently  wills  him  to  stay.  unwilling  to  relinquish  him  to  the  shadows  of  exhaustion.  not  when  she  still  had  some  time  to  spare.

back  and  forth,  a  finger  caresses  the  supple  curve  of  his  lips,  working  its  way  up  pink  flesh  to  slip  into  the  warmth  of  his  mouth.  she  moans  as  skin  touches  the  cool  wetness  of  his  tongue.  shivers  as  her  fingertip  grazes  over  his  teeth.  breathless  at  the  thought  of  pearly  whites  scraping  over  the  tender  flesh  of  her  neck,  her  breast,  her  thighs...

"i  can  think  of  a  few  good  places  for  you  to  start."  hera  whispers  hotly,  biting  down  the  raging  urge  to  chew  on  his  lip by digging a fang into the plush corner of her own swollen flesh.

[khrused]

"You'll quickly see that all the men on this station are trash."

laughter  accompanies  a  smile  ―  hands  pushing  at  the  sweater  she  tries  to  bury  deep  into  her  locker  as  vivid  greens  roll  aside.  "didn't  take  too  long  to  figure  that  out,"  she  agrees,  closing  the  metal  door  with  a  resounding  clang  and  a  sigh.  "i'm  not  here  for  men  anyways  ―  well,"  her  head  tilts,  reweighing  the  thought.  gaze  lowering  to  the  skin-tight  purple  concoction  of  catsuit  and  lingerie  that  is  her  'uniform'.  "not  like  that."

with  a  deep  breath,  hera  turns  her  body  to  face  the  other.  shaking  her  hair  off  her  shoulders,  so  long,  silken  waves  can  roll  down  her  back  and  reveal  the golden  cleavage  exposed  through  one  of  the  suit's well-placed cutouts.  "so,  what  do  you  think?  good enough for trash?" / @teltinsurvivor

[khrused]

thinking about a stardew valley au -- maybe an uncursed hera and rini actually lived with alex, but left -- found a new home in the lil farming town. hera got a job working in the little tavern/bar at nights. they're just trying to start a new life and rini, ofc, wants to visit all the animals every day dfglhfj some nights hera disappears. and with some digging, probably find out she's heading into the nearest city to dance or, I was thinking, still meeting with alex bc lbr -- leaving dvs and abusive partners is very hard and even hera can succumb to the cycle.

[theunmarkedtombstone]

Rain in film [17/??]:

THE FLORIDA PROJECT (2017) dir. Sean Baker

[khrused]

"You   have   no   idea,   do   you?"

wide  jade-green  eyes  search  the  stranger's  face  beneath  a  furrowed  brow  ―  baffled  by  the  sudden,  sharpened  edge  of  his  patronizing  tone.  hera  blinks,  lips  left  agape  as  words  rise  and  dissipate  atop  her  tongue  like  dust.

there  was  something  different  about  this  man...  something  otherworldly  despite  the  normalcy  of  his  appearance.  like  an  earthy,  muted  serpent  crawling  within  the  dirt,  just  waiting  for  her  foot  to  fall  beside  him...  her  face  tightens,  her  frown  darkening  into  a  scowl  ―  choosing  to  answer  with  a  hiss.  "of  what,  how  big  your  dick  is?  I  can  guess." / @sophisticatess

[rpclefairy]

first meeting sentence starters.

send one to have our muses meet for the first time.

“Sorry, were you just talking to me?”

“I think you dropped this.”

“You look lost. Need some help?”

“I don’t usually talk to strangers, but…”

“You’re sitting in my spot.”

“Whoa! Careful!”

“We’ve never met, right? You seem familiar.”

“Is that seat taken?”

“Sorry, I think I just spilled something on you.”

“You’re blocking the doorway.”

“Were you just staring at me?”

“Excuse me, do you know the time?”

“Wait — are you the person I’m supposed to meet?”

“I’ve been sent to find you.”

“Please don’t be alarmed, but I think we have the same bag.”

“Do you work here?”

“I’m fairly certain that’s mine.”

“You’ve got something on your face.”

“Sorry, I thought you were someone else.”

“Do you know the way to ___?”

“You’re hurt. Do you need help?”

“That’s a fine ___ (cloak/hat/book/etc.). Where did you get it?”

“This might sound strange, but can I hide behind you for a moment?”

“You look like you could use a friend.”

“I think your dog just stole my lunch.”

“Hey, you dropped your coin purse.”

“I think we’re stuck in here together.”

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to overhear, but…”

“Are you the new neighbor?”

“First time in town?”

“I’m not sure if this belongs to you, but…”

“You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”

“I’ve been hearing a lot about you.”

“Do you mind if I join you?”

“I think you’re in the wrong place.”

“You seem… out of place.”

“Don’t take this the wrong way, but are you following me?”

“That was a close call.”

“Not to alarm you, but someone’s watching you.”

“Mind if I walk with you?”

“You look like you’re in trouble.”

“Was that your doing back there?”

“You don’t look like you’re from around here.”

“That was impressive. How’d you manage it?”

“I’m guessing you’re not here by accident.”

“Do I want to know what just happened?”

“You might want to keep your voice down.”

“Is it always this strange around here?”

“I have a feeling we’re about to become acquainted whether we like it or not.”

“Looks like we’re in this together now.”

[khrused]

Whatever this is, this is hera's style outside of work

[iinspos]

marked men: rule + shaw, 2025.

[hiredassault]

;;

THE HEAVY, rhythmic throb of his cock was a violent, aching pulse;; every beat of his heart sent a fresh surge of blood into his engorged member, making it rigid && twitch with a desperate, demanding life of its own.

The absence of her core was a hollow, stinging void, leaving him exposed and dripping, his member heavy with a NEED that felt like it would split him open if he didn't get inside her. He watched with a feral, glazed intensity as she worked, his breath coming in ragged, broken hitches that barely fueled his lungs. The sight of her on her knees ;; her dark hair spilling over her shoulders and her lips glistening with his pre-come was a visual ASSAULT that made his entire body vibrate.

Every wet, slurping slide of her mouth was calculated to ruin him, the suction so intense he felt it in the back of his throat. When she’d pull back, the cool air hit the spit-slicked surface of the plump head of his cock, sending a jolt of hot lightning straight to his balls that made his thighs cord with tension && his toes curl against the floor.

She was being deliberately cruel, a "ruthless" predator who knew exactly how to WEAPONIZE his own arousal against him. As she leaned in to nestle her nose into the coarse curls at his base, the searing warmth of her breath bloomed over his sensitive skin before her tongue flicked out to lap at the hyper-sensitive underside of his shaft. When her lips dragged slowly over the pale skin of his inner thigh, his hips bucked involuntarily, a low, guttural snarl vibrating in his chest. He was a wire pulled to the snapping point, his knuckles white where he’d knotted his fingers into her hair to keep himself from collapsing.

The view of her fangs against her lip && the taunting smirk she shot him through her dark lashes were the final provocations, pushing him past the point of any remaining sanity. He looked down at her, his vision tunneling until there was nothing left but the wet, ruined state of her mouth and the dark hunger in her eyes. His thumb hooked into the corner of her lip, pulling it back just enough to expose the teeth she’d promised to use, his pulse hammering a frantic, uneven rhythm against the base of his skull.

He didn't want to be a "good boy" anymore; he wanted to be shredded. "Please ----- PLEASE;; bite me while I come down your throat." He was almost ready.

[khrused]

it  is  exactly  what  she  wanted  ―  needy  pleas  mingling  with  shuddering  breaths,  bucking  hips  colliding  into  her  cheeks...  even  his  greedy  fingers  digging  into  her  mouth  pleased  the  peckish  creature  gazing  up  at  him.  hera  grins  wickedly,  parting  her  lips  to  sprinkle  wet  open-mouthed  kisses  up  along  his  shaft.  "mm,  that's  it,"  she  purrs,  the  sound  buzzing  against  the  sensitive  skin  of  his  cock  as  she  works  to  his  tip,  "i  like  to  hear  you  beg  for  my  mouth."

tongue  laps  at  the  plump  head  of  his  arousal.  swirling,  curling  ―  till  lips  grant  him  mercy  and  wrap  around  his  girth.  she  nestles  herself  down  slowly.  mouth  watering  as  she  begins  a  new  rhythm,  wet  and  consistent.  she  swallows  him  again  and  again,  allowing  the  pressure  of  his  hands  to  help  guide  her.  she  succumbs  to  him  ―  her  throat,  her  mouth  ―  pulling  away  only  to  catch  the  necessary  breath  needed  to  ease  the  burn  of  her  lungs  before  eagerly  returning  to  his  pleasure.

how  she  delights  in  the  taste  of  his  cock  as  he  begins  to  twitch.  moaning  against  the  stiffening  shape  as  it  swells  between  her  lips...

teeth  sink  into  his  convulsing  member  like  a  fork  through  butter,  blissfully  swallowing  down  the  slimy,  metallic  mixture  of  cum  and  blood  as  it  rushes  down  her  throat.  a  loud,  satisfied  moan  hums  against  his  skin  as  hands  smooth  over  his  abdomen  and  grip  at  bucking  hips.  she  ensures  every  drop  is  swallowed  down  before  pulling  away  with  a  wide,  accomplished  smile.  "―  yum."

[diafrst]

💎 𝑸. @khrused said "You’re   distracting   me,   you   know."

“ my body has that type of allure, darling. as does yours. ” hand gripped a cold steel pole, shared by many of her girls that emma called her gems. women in which the diamond queen went extra lengths to protect in every which way. clear platform heels that hold more sparkling gemstones, shimmer just as the woman’s flesh does beneath colored lighting. despite not working anymore, it helped clear her mind of telepathic static and impending woes of a tragic past. & heartbreak. always heartbreak.

a body of something far more cosmic than this world could contain, twirls in a bit of a dance. a platinum crown tilting backwards before locking her psychic gaze with the woman watching. getting lost within the moment woven with butterflies and passion. “ do you need me to do your makeup, gorgeous? i’ve got time before a meeting. ” the dance stops, elegantly finding her footing whilst flesh transforms to show underlying diamond.

[khrused]

her  cheeks  flushed  at  the  compliment, but her  mind  had  little  time  to  revel  in  its  contents.  already,  hera  was  distracted  by  the allure  of  emma's  body,  winding  around  the  pole  in  a  dizzying  swirl  of  icy  gold.  she  has  a  beauty  hera  could  only  compare  to  the  sea  ―  when  the  sun  dances  across  its  surface  like  a  series  of  twinkling  stars, binding  hera's eyes in place.

she  studies  the  length  of  silvery limbs  and  the  arch  of  her  back,  following  the  natural  shape  of  her  form  until  hera's eyes  linger  on  her  pale  cheeks  and  the  intriguing  sense  of  peace  that  lines  them.

"i  ―  yes."  her  answer  is  brief  and  breathless.  nearly  forced  from  her  lips  as  she  reminds  herself  to  reply.  to  pay  attention  to  the  words  falling  from  emma's  lips  and  not  to  the  endless  streams  of  praise  waiting to pour from her own.  "i  would  like  that  very  much."