[muliebritas]

Independent ─ Selective ─ Multiverse ─ Multiship

𝐒𝐇𝐄'𝐋𝐋 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐄 𝐀 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆, 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐄𝐓 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐄. 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐀 𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐈𝐍, 𝐘𝐎𝐔'𝐋𝐋 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐊 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒. 𝐒𝐇𝐄'𝐒 𝐁𝐎𝐓𝐇 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐘 𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑. 𝐀𝐍 𝐔𝐍𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐋𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐄. 𝐀 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐄𝐍.

♚─ ❝ I was told I was dangerous... I asked why? They said 'Because you don't need anyone.' And that's when I smiled ❞ ─♚

[muliebritas]

temporalobjects·:

Magdala had only been peckish before, but now she was downright famished. Who wouldn’t be, when they were sniffing such wonderful scents wafting through the air? First it had been the fattiness of pork being seared. And then it was the addition of a thick honey sauce combining with the richness of the meat. And then, and then, the softer glutenous scent of angelic rice grains, and the earthy sweetness of vegetables sautéing in butter, then various spices simmering away in a pot… such a rich perfume that tickled at each of Magdala’s well-honed senses by every passing minute.

She reminded herself to be patient as she rolled slowly upon the thick rug, the smell enough to distract her even from the book on medieval tales that she had found upon Lilin’s shelves. “I’m hungry. I’m very hungry,” Magdala tried to intone as though practising the right phrases to make dinner even more appealing. She had folded her arms together to rest a dainty chin upon them, golden eyes peering at her faint reflection upon the wall to ceiling windows. “When will dinner be ready?” she mumbled to herself, mimicking the petulance of a child.

The creature jumped up upon the melodic call of her dear friend and benefactor, the sparkle in her eyes the clearest sign of her excitement. With large strides she made her way to the dining room, and hopped into the seat. Her mouth parted slightly upon observing the array of dishes upon the table, so prettily presented on rustic plates, glossy, steaming, and  terribly fragrant. She had already picked up the knife and fork, the gathering of saliva in her mouth threatening to spill over her chin. Magdala had always been a bit of a gluttonous creature, after all.

“Can I start? May I start?” she asked a little too hurriedly, and once given the bemused OK she dug in, sending two large pieces of pork into her mouth at once. Oh, the flavour was simply exploding upon her tastebuds, setting off firework-like endorphins in her brain. She shovelled some rice as well, chewing with both cheeks full as a hamster, lips smeared with sauce and grains sticking upon her chin. “Deshous,” Magdala evaluated with a series of firm nods in her friend’s direction.

꧁𓊈 ♛◦∘⊰The adoration that could be felt in the soft melodies of the chuckle which bubbled within the confines of her slender throat could only hint to the swell of her heart at her beloved friend’s enthusiasm for tonight's feast... all the while in eagerness, still trying to be polite. Lilin had made sure that no expense would be spared for such an evening, after all... it’d been years since she’d last seen Mags, the time gap a little hard to gauge as did most things in the lifespan of someone seemingly frozen in time, but the sense of it on her being and her memory felt entirely too long since she’d had her dear friend here. So~! as per her love language, gifts were to come.

 Unable to containl the soft pull of her lips as that warming smile curled against exquisite features, Lilin filled her plate. Grabbing a little of everything, but mostly the pork which took the bulk of her culinary efforts. Unwilling to wait any longer with the risks of the small amounts of energy still trapped within the luxurious meal simply evaporating away into the world. Her knife cutting through the meat as one would slice, boiling hot, through butter. Though lacking Magdala's enthusiasm, Lilin thoroughly enjoyed every forkful, every sip. Finding that the company only seemed to boost the pleasure of such cuisine.

 " So tell me my love, we last saw each other...'' those hues advertising as she pondered on the time once again. A century? A couple centuries. " Hm... I can't quite recall, but last I vaguely remember you with a cute thing. I think you were only keeping them around for the free room and board. Catch me up, how is life treating my favorite arachnid? " ∘◦𓊉꧂

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[rockinrpmemes]

MATCHMAKER! Go on anon and tell my muse who you ship them with!

If it’s not someone from their fandom or circle, describe the ship-mate to them.

You can SPECIFY what kind of ship! It doesn’t have to be rom/sexual, even though we all look for those ;) But if you ship someone with them as enemies, family, bff’s, mentor…etc, add that!

[self-destruct-gene]

[oykukevill-deactivated20221105]

if we date im going to bite you idc

[vaultbb-blog]

Could you please reblog this if it is okay to ask you straight up if you want to ship?

[hundredpyre]

I’M GOING TO BREAK YOU ,  BEFORE I CAN SAY ,

                                       ❝  I LOVE YOU . ❞

[muliebritas]

♛◦∘⊰❝ What a treat... Can I 𝐃𝐈𝐆 𝐈𝐍? ❞

[muliebritas]

Just Miran :D

♛◦∘⊰❝ I want to bite... you look like you'd mark beautifully.❞

[muliebritas]

Have to settle for dorky. No sexy here! Take it or leave it.

♛◦∘⊰❝ My love, is it 𝐖𝐢𝐬𝐞 to tease me like this? I hope you come home prepared to take responsibility for your actions~ ❞

[muliebritas]

Send in sexy pictures of your Muse to my submit box, and see how my muse reacts.

[turnpage]

𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐞 👉👈 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞. 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐲!

[shinuhodokawaii]

☿꙳♥︎✰

[muliebritas]

I just realized something. Lilith, Adam’s first wife, nope’d him so hard that god had to create Eve for him right? But then Eve was so bored of him she ate the apple... man Adam.

[gongyoohooo]

@muliebritas [ [  Lilin & Yoo  ] ]

“ To the endless blue skies, we can fly,       The furthest of the depths, we can dive.            Oh, how I long for that glisten in your eye.                 Is this what it’s like to find a love so alive? ”

[muliebritas]

wolvensden·:

aureate   spheres   locked   with   a   beauteous   form,   fearing   not   what   her   grace   could   cause   in   him,   but   questioning,   rather   curiously,   what   it   could   cause   to   those   around   ㅡ   filthy   scavengers   dwelled   the   grimiest   areas,   only   returning   from   its   putridity   when   tournaments   were   taking   place   and   she,   the   treasure   amidst   the   dirt,   was   the   perfect   prey   for   a   coveted   hunt.   ❝   yeah…   whatever   you   want.   ❞   nonchalance   escorted   his   vox,   shifting   his   gaze   back   to   the   savage   fight   taking   place   in   the   arena.   it   was   naught   but   a   responsibility   that   he   would   rather   not   have.   ❝   ain’t   time   for   that   but…   for   as   long   as   you   stick   around   nothing   will   happen   to   ya.   ❞   hefty   back   leaned   against   the   brick   wall   behind,   limbs   crossing   upon   the   expanse   of   his   broad   chest   as   if   the   moment   was   not   of   grandiose   importance.   there   were   other   matters   in   hand,   regulations   to   reconsider   that   have   been   ignored,   further   conflicts   that   were   caused   by   the   participants   and   thus   held   responsible   by   him.      ❝   i   don’t   need   a   payback,   just   don’t   cause   me   any   trouble.   be   careful,   on   your   own   still.   ❞

♛◦∘⊰𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐄𝐂𝐓... 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐓𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐘 𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐀𝐓 𝐀 𝐁𝐈𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐀 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐋𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐍. She'd heard quite a bit of tales about the master of this area and yet as she stood here, being ignored for the savage beatening of male flesh on male flesh, she couldn't quite see what all the rumors were about. Was she actually safe here or would this be yet another minor stop to get rested and fed before she continued her escape.

The idea in itself puzzling, but one thing she knew for sure... the aura of the thick male seated infront of her was nothing to doubt. Though not the menacing demon she'd come to believe him to be which initially sparked her retreat here, there was something she could sense. The energy radiating off of every built limb almost driving her frame into a tremble of excitement. She wanted to touch him, to feel his energy beneath her fingertips for the taking. To taste him on her tongue and bask in the fulfillment of enjoying such a meal... but she knew better.

Just as her thoughts transitioned to such a place did her stomach offer its tantrum in a light growl. The mere thought of food already sending the succubus into a need that she quickly qwelled to silence as she finally lifted her foot to move and took her new place at the feet of her new patron. There were plenty of meal options here but could she risk this man's wrath if she did... perhaps hunting would have to wait for the cover of night and in the city instead where fatigue would be less noticed even if she were more exposed and in danger.

That figure leaning in to press softly against his leg. He didn't seem like the chatty type but there were certain things she needed to be able to confirm for herself. That head resting down against his strong thigh whole those eyes scanned the room. Pain, anguish, crushed dreams and blood lust... being a good girl would be hard when such delacacies were dangling infront of her.

❝ May I know what to call my new master? I'm sure saying 'big burly guy' wouldn't surfice. What would you prefer? ❞