Sharp Minded, Soft Skinned

My name is Amara. They thought I was a lamb so they led me out to slaughter. But a vixen knows innocence is her best disguise. ∞ M!A: Open {RP Account. Mun & Muse 18+}

[lambskinnedvixen]

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but the question is how the hell did I remember my password

[mikaelsonbastard-deactivated201]

As the month (and year) draws to a close, it’s time to pick a new BOTM. 

Rules are pretty fucking simple. 

mbf me

rp blogs only

three winners chosen randomly

Rebagel to your heart’s content. (I make the list from my notifs)

Likes count

Ends Jan 1st at Midnight. 

Three blogs will be featured on my sidebar and promo’d throughout the month. If I’m feeling froggish, they might even get pretty things too. 

Go forth and enjoy

[lambskinnedvixen]

I'm sorry I have been absent for so long but between the holidays, life, and my own lame fucking ass.

But I missed you, and I missed Amara.

[hahanope-1-deactivated20131212]

"Are you offering?"

[lambskinnedvixen]

"You know I can't refuse you anything... Or resist taking care of your needs."

[beta-isaac-lahey-blog]

REBLOG IF YOU DON'T CARE ABOUT THE GENDER OF THE MUN

It really irritates me when I see people freaking out (weather it be nice a nice way or a rude way) because the mun is male. I don’t really understand it…it’s really just rude to judge someone like that weather they are playing a male or a female. You can play a character the opposite gender of you but they can’t play the opposite gender of themselves? On top of it being rude, it’s hypocritical.

[hahanope-1-deactivated20131212]

Midnight confession// Open text

[hahanope-1-deactivated20131212]

[Text] let’s play hide and seek. [Text] There are only so many bedrooms in the boardinghouse. I’m sure you can find which one is mine. [Text] I’m licking my honey off my fingers, wondering if your succulent nectar would taste as sweet as my tongue traces your folds.

[lambskinnedvixen]

[text] you are the worst kind of tease. So naughty. [text] having me creep around the house, thinking of your mouth on me [text] my thong will be ruined by the time I find you and my nipples are so hard I could start mewling... I want your plump little lips sucking at them STAT.

Amara fumbled with her phone for a moment, as she felt a distinct thump behind her pelvic bone, her blood boiling with lust and excitement as she clutched the little bag in her hand, biting her lower lip. The first logical place to look had to be Damon's bedroom and, holding her breath hoping he wouldn't be there, she pushed the door lightly ajar, peering in curiously.

[chris-is-hardcore-fest]

[hahanope-1-deactivated20131212]

"I need a hug or an orgasm…" 

[lambskinnedvixen]

"Why not both?"

[lambskinnedvixen]

Silk Shackles {morallymikaelson}

There was something about Elijah that drove her completely wild, and she did not care to pause and think about the implications. They mattered so little to her, when she allowed her mind to wander to the man, how he was gentle, and polite, and gallant chivalrous but could also be ruthless, unforgiving, fearsome. The simple thought of it made her skin flare in heated arousal, forcing her to rub her thighs together for relief. She had plans tonight, having snuck into his room with the intentions of surprising him, wanting him to use her, challenging him to dominate her. And she wasn't afraid of setting the scene either: on his bed, carefully laid out before her on a light silk scarf were several objects. Silk ribbons, a fine leather leash with a crystal studded choker, a bottle of coconut oil and even a riding crop. Amara herself was laid back, in luxurious red lingerie, a push up brassiere, matching underwear, stocking and a garter. They were tremendous pieces, but she didn't care if they potentially got ripped tonight: it would be worth it. A pair of black stiletto pumps finished her look as she lounged about loftily, waiting for the original vampire.

[hahanope-1-deactivated20131212]

Midnight confession// Open text

[hahanope-1-deactivated20131212]

[Text]: That was an invitation, not a question. [Text]: I’m laying naked in my bed, my palm pressed against my left breast. [Text]: If you stop wondering about Damon long enough you may get here before my other hand travels lower.

[lambskinnedvixen]

[text]: ... [text]: where are you? [text]: let me just grab a few things and I will be on my way

[morallymikaelson-a-deactivated2]

     The break up with Katerina had been something that was necessary. After the events that happened in Pennsylvania he found himself unable to trust her. He may have loved her, more than he could even begin to put into works, but trusting her was not something he could find himself doing. If only things had been different then perhaps the two of them could have been together. Able to find themselves in a real relationship instead of sneaking around in random cities, letting their desires and bodies express things that they couldn’t. Things were now far different and Elijah could not and would not dwell on the past.

    Instead he found himself now in Mystic Falls, living with his brother once again, now that Rebekah had moved into her own home. That seemed like one of the more logical things to do and yet, he stayed with the manipulative man who aided in Elijah’s own break up with Katherine. All things he had decided not to worry about as he stepped foot into the fresh air of the small town as he was going to visit that….Grill or whatever had been located there. The only place for his alcoholic needs, at least that was one of the compelled girls in the home told him. Though when he stepped out he was definitely caught by surprise. “You’re not Elena…” Obviously she wasn’t Katherine and well, the other options were either death or what he thought to be myths. Obviously not.

[lambskinnedvixen]

   How many years had it been now? Far too many, she'd lost count. But ever since she'd discovered the way in which her bloodline was now inexorably tied to the heart of the supernatural world... She had been determine to find out what became of her descendants. It made things that much more complicated in dealing with strangers, without revealing her true identity whilst avoiding betraying the others. How many people had she used her mind bending ability to do her bidding instead? Again, far too many. But it was the only way. Eventually she had learned of the slaughter of Tatia by a witch named Esther whom parodied Qetsiyah's original immortality spell, and used it to bind the accidental hybrid. Klaus. Whom then proceeded, 500 years later to attempt at killing Katerina - Katherine in order to free himself. She thwarted him and he persecuted her for the next five centuries. And then there had been Elena. Amara had made it her life's mission to hunt down Klaus, in turn, and make him pay for what he had done, but it hadn't been easy to track him down without arousing suspicion. Of course, it seemed after his army of hybrids was all but wiped out he decided to stay in Mystic Falls where everyone was harping on about the cure. Silas was free, which would make her mission that much more difficult, but not impossible. A voice startled her, causing her to look up cautiously. She didn't recognise the man in front of her, but clearly he was in the know. She gauged him silently for a moment before shaking her head. "No indeed, I am not..." wanting to buy herself time, she added "but I do believe it is rude to ask for a stranger's identity without introducing oneself first." She gave him a sweet smile, her tone playful.

[hahanope-1-deactivated20131212]

Midnight confession// Open text

[hahanope-1-deactivated20131212]

[Text]: That would be my name… [Text]: Anything you have to say should always be off your chest. [Text]: So why are they not against my skin now?

[lambskinnedvixen]

[text]: I'd love nothing more, the thought of you makes my skin burn but... [text]: Don't you think it would be wrong? [text]: What about Damon...

[hahanope-1-deactivated20131212]

Midnight confession// Open text

[Text]: Can I let you in on my dirty little secret? [Text]: With just one looks from you, I feel my body start to ache for your touch. [Text]: My fingers glide against my skin, trying to sate the craving, and all I can do is wish they were yours.

[lambskinnedvixen]

[text]: ... Elena I [text]: maybe now is the right time to confess [text]: I often think about my fingers on your skin

[lucifer-morningstar]

3x06 | 5x08

[rojoredrouge]

[lambskinnedvixen]

kannibalkaterina

Katherine shoved Amara back after being pressed hard into a wall and kissed. “Don’t kiss me unless you plan on finishing the job.”she said. 

"I do what I want. Besides you should know it's never just a kiss" Amara growled before pushing Katherine back against the wall, pressing her mouth hotly to her neck.

[lambskinnedvixen]

kannibalkaterina

"Maybe if you stopped whining for five seconds, I would."she said and pushed her doppelganger on the bed before crawling on top of her.

"And maybe I'd stop whining if you didn't keep me waiting!," Amara said with a little pout, tangling her fingers into Katherine's curls as she crawled on top of her.