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“The symphony never ends.”
{{ Okay but...what if I make a solo Sona blog anyway and have the other muses here? }}
{{ Alright, lil update. I’m still feeling a little garbage but I’m going to attempt to return to this blog. To help me acclimate back, I will be dropping all threads/clearing askbox. If, however, we had a thread that you’d like to continue, please DM me and we can reboot it. I’m doing this for my sanity so I can move forward with a clean slate. I will still attempt the multimuse here but if I find myself lacking I’ll likely remake as a sole Sona Buvelle blog due to how strong my muse is for her in particular. Thank you for all your patience and I apologize about being silent and unresponsive in messages. }}
{{ Hey y’all, sorry for disappearing for weeks here. I’ve been loosely active on Discord but I honestly have been feeling doubt and anxiety about my muse interpretations? Not sure if I wanna reprise all my muses, if I’ll be retiring some of them, or if I’ll just remake altogether. Things are sorta up in the air and I’m really sorry about that. I’m just sorting through a lot. I hope to update you all soon with my final decision, but know I really appreciate everyone here who’s interacted with me thus far! Y’all are the real MVPs and I adore you to bits and pieces. }}
{{ Snagged a quick pic this last Saturday before I got super sick with allergies/headcold. Ah, simpler times. }}
{{ Hey y’all, kinda feel like utter crap with my muses lately. I think I just need to take the weekend to myself but I just...I dunno, I don’t feel like I’m doing them justice? Or maybe that my writing isn’t good? Either way, just not feeling happy at the moment so I’ll try to come back Monday and see how I’m feeling! I’m so sorry for any delays in messages, replies, or starters I owe. }}
{{ Gonna be a little absent while I get some work done! Pardon any delays! I just had a sizeable order put in while I’m catching up on previous work so I gotta focus in and get things done before I lollygag here, but I shall return! <3 }}
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❤️- A happy memory that makes them smile
💙- A sad memory that makes them cry
💛- A memory that makes them feel angry
💚- A memory that makes them feel guilty
💜- A memory about one of their loved ones, happy or sad
💔- A memory that leaves them feeling lonely
❣- A memory that leaves them laughing
💕- A memory about their significant other
💞- A memory about their children
💓- A memory about their friends
💗- A memory about a good deed they did
💖- A memory that made them feel special
💝- A memory that made them feel loved
💘- A memory that gets their heart pounding
💟- Wildcard!!!
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Mind was hazy, and the whole world started to bleed away into this fuzzy gray, suddenly forgetting they were in Bilgewater. All Lux could focus on was this bed, on their lovemaking and the pleasure swelling between them. It was erotic, and the more she started to relax the easier it became to drop all control and sink into their sinful act. It was almost comical how nervous she was moments ago, because all she can think of now is that tongue lapping at her dripping entrance, those digits expertly working her insides, and that delicious wet cock before her very eyes that she was busying herself with. “Y-Yes, I--” She swallows hard, suddenly anxious, but not in a bad way. She stares at the ribbed shaft, admiring it as much as she was intimidated by it. Even so, salacious thoughts gripped her much like she’ll be gripping this rod with her body later. Drawing lips up to the tip, she presses a lewd kiss against the flesh, hot breath coasting over the skin. “I-I’ll happily oblige...t-tell me what to do...I-I’ll do it, Adam...here I go,” With that, Lux would part her lips and begin pressing downward, mouth descending upon that cock until she has it filling up her mouth. It wasn’t his full length, but it was a considerable amount. With one hand gripping his hip to support her position, the other is still curled around the base of his dick, just beneath her mouth. She carefully bobs her head along the length, fingers following her mouth in perfect rhythm. A whimper escapes her as the pleasure of his mouth and fingers affect her, though in truth there is an inexplicable pleasure in sucking him off as well. It was arousing her further if that were even possible. Hips wiggle anxiously and her moans echo loudly in their private room, somehow making so much noise despite being gagged by that flesh in her mouth. “A-Adam,” She gasps his name while pulling off his length for a breath of air. “I-I love this! I-I really do! Y-You taste wonderful a-and the way you’re touching me is making me so dizzy, but...I-I feel so...so needy, somehow...i-it’s too good! I-I’ll get addicted like this, Adam!”
“ you haven’t stabbed me yet ” ( for katarina ! )
“Would you like me to?” She called out to the snarky woman who thought it wise to mention such a thing. It was bold, she’ll give her that, but Katarina liked bold women. It spoke to her on a higher level. Most women were told to fall in line, but there were exceptions to this rule, and it’s between the cracks that women like them thrive. And so, within her humble establishment ‘Château Du Couteau’, Katarina stands on the serving side of her bar counter, two respective glasses of whiskey--neat--poured between them. “If I wanted to, I could, but you haven’t given me a reason yet...and fortunately I’ve outgrown my naivety when it comes to stabbing without intent. Trust me, I’ve had some rowdy assholes in my joint, even some who thought they could break into my abode up above,” She gestures idly toward the upper loft of the refurbished warehouse-turned-club, fingers motioning at the long line of bay windows which overlook the main floor. “Now they were worthy of a stabbing...lucky for you I’m a patron saint of fuck ups, low lives, and unsavory socialites, so my patience knows no bounds for our ilk...but don’t worry,” She remarks while reaching for her whiskey in one hand while the other twirls a switchblade knife between digits with practiced ease. “I’ll be sure to leave my mark on you if you decide to do something worthwhile...though I wouldn’t go seeking that sort of attention from me, sweetheart.”
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“Its alright,” He gasps out, as she tries desperately to stop the bleeding. It’s a futile effort. He knows by the way his head spins. “Syndra, its alright…” He reaches a hand up to brush against her cheek. He is such a fool, to do this to her.
“I won’t… I won’t be gone long,” He smiles softly. It’s contrasted by the blood smearing his face. “This isn’t death for me, love, not really.” It’s getting harder to keep his eyes open, to form words, to think. The pull of death, like the sweet embrace of sleep. Comforting.
“You’ll be okay, Syndra. You’re stronger than any of the fools who try to cage you,” He coughs, blood filling his windpipe. Won’t be long now. “I’ll find you again, I promise,”
He was doing his best to ward off her worries, to brush off her fears, but they weighed upon her like lead. Heavy, burdening lead that refused to leave her figure which crumpled over Yasuo’s form, as if to shield him from the world, to keep his body together. As if that would help at that point. Syndra has vanquished many men and women, knew the signs of death. It was impossible to fix this wound, this mess of a hole in his chest. Yet, try as she might, she can’t stop thinking of ways to fix this. Even as he assures her he’ll return, fear and panic grip her like a vice, suffocating the breath from her chest which aches much like the way his appeared. “Y-Yasuo, please, I--” She goes frigid when he touches her cheek, feeling the hot blood on his thumb smear a crimson streak across her pale complexion. It breathes color into her features, but for all the wrong reasons, and it has the inverse effect of making her grow more pale. Instinctively, hands gasp around his, kissing those bloodied knuckles while the tears threaten to watch away the copper stain on his hands, and oh how overflowing her tears were at this point. She was choking on her sobs, barely breathing as the terror takes hold. “Find me,” She coos urgently, voice not louder than a whisper, as if fearful it’ll leave with the passing wind. Lilac eyes search his, frantic. “I will await you, no matter h-how many days or months or years it must take, I will await you, Yasuo...p-please...I-I’ll be here, in this grove of ours, until you’re back, I--” She swallows hard, mouth suddenly dry as the man begins coughing. “I-I will wait here, and die here, if it means I-I’ll see you again, Yasuo...I-I’m sorry, I’m so, so sorry, I...” Lowering her head, silken white tresses would pool around them like a veil, warding off any onlookers from her trembling, wet expression and the pained dying breath of Yasuo below. Tears run down in fat globules, splattering against his cheeks like rainfall. Face screwed up, Syndra gasps out, “I love you...I-I love you, Yasuo...I love you and I hate that I cannot make this right for you...s-so I shall await your return, day and night, a-and I will not know peace nor rest until then...s-so hurry back to me, dammit!” Dipping low, the Dark Sovereign would press her lips against Yasuo’s uncaring for the iron tinge now gracing her palate. She peers down, reflective violet eyes like lavender flowers graced with morning dew. “H-Hurry back to me so we may be together once more...m-my beloved spirit.”
starters / prompts taken from various characters starring in the game fire emblem : three houses . feel free to change pronouns / tenses as necessary .
“ feel free to say hi whenever you like ”
“ don’t hold back for my sake ”
“ you think I’m so clumsy that I need someone to watch over me ? ”
“ you act like you’re full of regret , but I know you don’t really mean it ”
“ you actually look more handsome to me with honesty on your face ”
“ don’t be ashamed of crying ”
“ could you keep quiet for a bit ? ”
“ you’re actually kind of amazing ”
“ do you mean to imply you have no intention of acting a bit more respectably ? ”
“ stop acting so nonchalant about getting hurt or killed ”
“ naive and uptight is no way to live your life ”
“ you’d better watch that temper ”
“ i am absolutely disinterested in spending any time with you ”
“ your lack of self-awareness is deeply troubling ”
“ I’ll just be straightforward about taking advantage of you ”
“ when will you tire of challenging me in pointless competitions ? ”
“ you expect me to believe that ? ”
“ i’ve had enough of your foolish antics ”
“ i wish you would not sneak up on me like that ”
“ before you reprimand me , take a moment to consider your own failings ”
“ it is like hearing a snake sing an aria ”
“ am I hearing a deathbed confession ? ”
“ i never have any idea what you’re talking about ”
“ don’t walk away when i’m talking to you ”
“ you’ll be the death of me for sure ”
“ i do not intend to die ”
“ i can’t believe you put yourself at risk for my benefit ”
“ i don’t think i’ve ever seen you smile ”
“ i do not desire your gratitude ”
“ you’re surprisingly strong for how slender you appear ”
“ perhaps i was flustered needlessly ”
“ i had forgotten how charmingly ethereal you can be ”
“ you’re going a little overboard ”
“ you have shaken me to my very core ”
“ so this is what death is like ”
“ if you get sick of me , i’m sorry ahead of time ”
“ i’m embarrassed just thinking about it ”
“ you’re like a little brother to me ”
“ spending the rest of my life with you doesn’t sound so bad ”
“ if our roles were reversed , I don’t think I’d be able to forgive you ”
“ you actually hate me , right ? ”
“ you haven’t stabbed me yet ”
“ i want to be more like you ”
“ i actually envy the size of your heart ”
“ i don’t think you can solve all your problems by throwing a few punches ”
“ there aren’t a lot of people like you in the world ”
“ sorry I’ve been so oblivious to your needs ”
“ sometimes you just can’t afford to wait around for someone else to notice ”
“ yesterday’s enemy is today’s ally ”
“ you have to abandon old feuds ”
“ learn to protect yourself before trying to protect me ”
“ i always trust that you’ve got my back ”
“ if only people could be more like flowers ”
“ if you promise not to resort to violence , I’ll do whatever you want ”
“ i can’t stand the sight of me either ”
“ i would be even more impressed if you hadn’t been screaming the whole time ”
“ i did what was necessary to get you to comply ”
“ you have so much power in you , just waiting to be unleashed ”
“ i’m hopelessly terrified of you ”
Suddenly POUNCES and tackle hugs Ahri to the ground with a smile, "Did you miss me?"
“Heh, there you are, Wukong!” Ahri exclaims through her fit of giggles, unceremoniously knocked to the ground by her monkey friend. Squirming for freedom against the earth, she can’t exactly say she minds being between the dirt and Wukong. Out of everyone she encountered, she considered him a true friend, one she hadn’t a need to fear--either of him hurting her or of the inverse. And so Ahri remains prone on the ground, reaching up to pinch his cheeks and tug outwards, playfully manipulating his face with even more laughter. “Of course I did, silly! I always do! The question is, did you miss me?”
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Timidly, the sorceress would oblige him, only making a slight whimper of disappointment as those fingers are removed. She wonders if she’s already addicted to his touch. It’s silly since he’s only used a few fingers thus far, but she found herself missing the attention on her drooling folds--and oh, they only got more wet as she watches Adam lick his fingers clean of her mess coating those digits. She shudders at the sight, somehow finding the act arousing. She would reluctantly oblige him though, only hesitating due to how embarrassing the request is. She’s never done something like this before, but if it were with Adam then Lux could trust it to work alright. “Ahhhhh~!!” She yelps, back going rigid and eyes widen in shock at the pleasure now wracking her body. Like a bolt of electricity, she can feel ever nerve ending light up in delight as Adam grips her ass and thighs, tugging her pussy against his mouth. He was a man seeking to drown in her juices, and drown he would because Lux couldn’t control how overflowing her arousal was. Biting her lower lip, it did little in muffling her moans. She had to grab his hips for support, whole body shivering in bliss as his tongue assaults her folds. It takes a few moments to gain composure, but she manages to reach over and gently wrap both hands around the base of that ribbed shaft. “I-It’s...n-not like a normal human...d-does it do anything different? I-Is it going--aahhhhh...w-will it hurt?” She purrs softly, face already getting so close to it. He’d feel her breath drift across its surface as Lux inspects it carefully. Then, not a moment longer, she brings her tongue out and gives it a testing lick, taking on a bead of precum into her mouth. It’s a foreign, earthen taste but it’s one she easily can get used to. Without any hesitation now, Lux finds herself kissing along the tip of that cock, tongue lathering the first few inches in saliva as she gives it a few trailing licks. “I-I like your taste, Adam, I...wh-what a strange thing to--aahhhhhh...hah...t-to say, huh?”
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