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❝ Oh thank you ! It is naturally curled.❞
❝I'm jealous.❞ Not honestly. Lies pouring from her gently glossed lips. It's a tactic. Already the bait floats in the water and the timid guppy is cautiously nipping. Only a matter of time before it widens its mouth and engulfs the peculiar gift, unaware of what awaits it just on the other end. A hungry beast.
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❝Is your hair naturally curled like that? It's so adorable.❞
It's all about corruption all about deception all about temptation
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➢Indie multi-muse OC; personification of Lust, Envy, Insomnia, and Anxiety ➢Selective & semi-private ➢Multi-fandom :: Multi-ship ➢AU friendly :: OC friendly, but selective ➢Thread length varies :: preferences are multi-para ➢Adaptable writer ➢Friendly and accepting mun
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❝ don’t come after dark, sweetheart. ❞
❝That's a shame. Rumor has it, that's when the real party begins.❞
i am ruination
"I was a living star. I was combustion. I was a new sun born to shatter air and eat the earth. I am ruination." [ listen ]
” personally? i think you’re a nerd. “
"I think that's one of the nicest things you've ever said to me. It really helps my façade among humans."
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"I vote we go out one night and just ruin peoples lives with disturbing images. What do you think?"
❝ i’m death.
why do you think i’m here ? ❞
"Possibly to clean up the mess I have left behind once again. I do apologize, dear."
⊰✙∬ Does she really wanted not to be upset? not that she thought about it, not really. Eleanor spent the majority of her days feeling this emotion, sometimes it only lasted a few seconds, but other times it could last quite a while.
“Maybe I don’t. It’s hard to explain, but probably if I stop being upset all of a sudden.. I would end up missing the feeling and not only that. Feeling like this often helps, it’s like some kind of fuel. Do you understand?.”
A subtle bow of her head, able to sympathize and comprehend. There were just people who rather reveled in the feeling of anger. Frustration. To most, it was a reason. A certain drive for life. Just like Lust couldn't control what she represented. Consumed by her own abilities twenty-four hours a day. If only someone else could know what it's like to have feel lustful for something, and on occasion, something you aren't always generally attracted to.
"I do, actually. With emotions, you have to ease out of. Nothing can be forgotten so suddenly without consequence. It actually destroys the mind. Damages it if even temporarily."
—☽ ☾— A slow smile curves her lips and Beth can’t resist lightly tossing her hair back to expose her white throat. Everything about this woman makes Beth feel— energized, almost. Excited. Her voice, her legs, and that gorgeous hair. She feels a strange connection to her as well, almost as if they’ve met before. But Beth is certain she would have remembered. She crosses her legs, aware that her white dress inches up her thighs. She pretends not to notice. “Your friend has excellent taste, then.” She smiles, her fingers curved around her glass. “I’m Erida. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” Her smile widens. Beth is completely mesmerized by her, and it’s very obvious in her gaze. (She can almost feel how Arsenic would like to tear into that white skin, pull that beautiful hair, stain it all red.) But Beth is more gentle, more soft than her other self. She would not like to be so rough, or to hurt her. “If you aren’t waiting for anyone, mind if we drink together?”
Lips press tightly together, one corner tilting upward in a seductive smirk, fingers nails tapping noiselessly atop the wooden counter. It was quite clear, the intentional neck exposure, the way she presented her body. To any other mortal, they'd surely give in without a second thought. The woman was beautiful after all, almost irresistible. But Tiffany wasn't intrigued just by the plaguing beauty of her.
It was the sadism that lurked beneath the surface, a powerful essence that summoned the blonde like a street light would a moth. Simple natural instinct to answer the beckoning call. One couldn't just ignore such. Not when the calling felt ravishing to her.
"I'll be sure to tell her you think so," Back straightens, chest rises in a luring manner. Bare knees press together, thighs showing beneath faded shorts. "Such a unique name. I love it. I'm Tiffany. And the pleasure is all mine." Her words are purred.
Such an innocent façade. The urge to tear this girl apart pried at Sadism with utter need and hunger. Restraint would be difficult.
"Not at all, dear."
{‡} - “I thought that humans desired to be unique.” She had witnessed battles conspired by men and women who wanted to show that they were different. Yet, the conclusion that she had made after so many centuries was that there being unique in such a society was impossible. Every human, every race, was more similar than they wanted to believe. However, Judith refused to believe that she could be similar to humans. An observant little one, Judith mused as her eyes raked over the girl once again. Was she pinpointing weaknesses, or was she simply observing? Both, perhaps, were useful to do in such a situation. She had always liked being one step again—UNNERVING people in order to show who was more dominant. An almost Neanderthal-like approach, but it worked. "We both are very far from being human, it seems." Judith played with the tips of her fingers, not giving any semblance of an emotion that would give her away as someone weaker. "What do they call YOU?”
An actual smile actually pulled at her lips, something quite uncommon of the woman. Almost believed incapable. But here she was, quite amused by that single comment.
"They may desire such, but they all result in being the same. Petty humans who don't want to be judged so they act alike as opposed to exploring that in which can make them unique."
And just how true were those words? Well, not a lie could be found. Humans claimed they wish to be different. Want to change the world just by engaging in something beyond that which others wouldn't dare pry at. Yet they fear judgment. Are easily frightened by people turning their backs and labeling them. Again she'll say petty. And disgusting if that had yet to be discussed.
But Vidia quite wanted what they all had. Could she possibly have been corrupted by humans as opposed to her manipulating them? Jealousy is a terrible thing.
Far from human she very much hoped. Though she wouldn't dare reveal her doubts. Not to this woman especially. Lips pursed together, her head nodded once, shoulders pulling back to straighten herself. Still wary, Vidia didn't want to give the impression of vulnerability. That would be a mistake.
"Envy. And you?"
orbisdeafflictio
——— ❤ ———
“ because you’re young, you’re wild, you’re free / you’re dancing circles around me / you’re fucking crazy. "
the slip of paper she’d pulled out of her request jar had said ’ something that you feel ’. she’d taken the request as a song that you feel in your bones, the kind of song that inspires you to spontaneously take a drive to the middle of no where and sing at the top of your lungs. the kind of song where you pour your heart out.
Just the glass is allowed to touch her lips this night, having gone out to present her- self merely as a tease. Even she took the time to request a song to the young lady whose voice filtered the air, encircling the brunette head of Drew. Ever so subtly did her head sway with the rhythm, dark eyes grazing the place with hunger that would not be satisfied. Lust was a tease even to herself. What a cruel being was she?
Crimson lips pried away from the glass she held between slender fingers, her attention shifting to the singing woman. Such a lovely voice did she have.
Ascend from the heavens in a gentle fall, and coat the ground in a blanket of white
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