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#{ * your halo’s full of fire // musings }

kate-vallas:

Katherine could notice this was a particular strong winter, she knew that soon she wouldn’t be too tired to even leave the bed, so she made sure all the slaves were taken care of it. “lovely to see you again Raina.” She said, happy to kill the girl if she did anything stupid like the last time. “There are warmer clothes and extra blankets being provided for everyone, I’m sure there are some waiting for you at the stables.”

“Your highness.” She immediately straightened up and bowed her head a little. Their last run in had not worked out well for the young slave, this time she was aiming for a better and less painful resolution. She’d heard rumblings of extra supplies throughout the stables, but hadn’t seen them for herself. “Of course.” She nodded, “I think they’ve already started handing them out.” She said, having not been fortunate enough to get any yet, though when she goes back in she doubted she wouldn’t be handed some.

#{ * your halo’s full of fire // interactions }#ft. kate

painter-ryan:

Ryan nodded in agreement, shivering some on his own. “You would think they would at least let up on the work hours or something.” He hummed, “At least the chateau is sort of warmer than this, I don’t want to leave my bed much anymore. The walk is terrible.”

“I’m very grateful that they keep the stables so warm, I wonder how those who work outside are faring.” She couldn’t even imagine the poor groundskeepers, and how they’re dealing with the cold. “You think they’re going to give us extra clothes to deal with the weather?”

#{ * your halo’s full of fire // interactions }#ft. ryan

“I think mother nature is trying to tell us something with the weather.” She said, hugging at her middle as she leaned up against the building. She had been standing there for no more than ten minutes, and in that time she could have sworn her toes were beginning to freeze over. “Could at least give up proper warm clothes to handle this... crazy weather we’re having. Don’t think I can feel my tits or my toes.”

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birdmans

ANYA TAYLOR-JOY as EMMA WOODHOUSE

#{ * your halo's full of fire // reina }

dearemma

ANYA TAYLOR-JOY as EMMA WOODHOUSE in EMMA.

#{ * your halo's full of fire // reina }

princedavidoconnor:

“Hmm, not sure yet, depends in what state she is returned to me.” David said, his eyes still scanning the area. He sighed when she said she hadn’t seen anyone like his description, though slaves usually lied. It wouldn’t surprise him. “Perhaps you would be, so I hope for your sake that you’re telling the truth.” He said simply. David rolled his eyes a little at her remark. “Might be wise to keep your opinion to yourself. You’re lucky you’re a pretty one.” He remarked with ease, looking away when one of his guards returned to report to him. “Keep looking.” He said simply, before casting his gaze back down upon the slave near him. “What’s your name?”

She hummed, nodding slightly, “Does she do this very often?” She asked, thinking this probably wasn’t the first time his pet ran off somewhere. This probably didn’t do his image any good with a lost pet running around doing who knows what and where. “I am, why would I lie to you?” She asked curiously, she didn’t know this woman nor did she really care to know. Hiding people in the stable wasn’t the brightest decision someone could make considering how many people came and left at any given moment. She shrugged, she wasn’t known for keeping her opinions to herself, there wasn’t a whole lot stopping her, either. “It’s Reina, your highness.” She spoke. “If you want, you can take a look around the stables, doubt she’s there but if it makes you feel better...”

#{ * your halo’s full of fire // interactions }#ft. david

charlesxthorpe:

Charles smirked at the slave’s protests, having no need to stop what he was doing to her. He enjoyed the pain he inflicted, loving how he could make an unruly slave do as he asked. She still hesitated before moving over to the bed and he was certain to make her pay for that. He stood behind her, curious what she would do once he started. He pulled her bottoms down but it wasn’t as easy to remove them, so he got out his knife, cutting away the fabric completely, so she was completely bare. He spread her thighs, his fingertips lingering over the inner sides, brushing as though he’d be gentle with her. He trailed a line until his fingers were brushing her sex.

She tried her best to ignore the lingering feeling of pure humiliation, being on this bed like this bent over and at the mercy of the vampire. She shifted on the bed as he joined her, unable to do much but sit there as he pulled at her clothes. The sound of fabric ripping had her looking over her shoulder the best she could to see what he was doing. Realizing soon enough he’d destroyed her pants in an effort to get them off. Asshole, she thought, making a noise that sounded very similar to what she’d just thought. It took everything she had not to close her legs, especially when she felt his hand on her moving upwards. She’d bite down on the gag as he touched her sex, it was surprisingly gentle, but she didn’t believe for a second he’d keep it like that.

#{ * your halo’s full of fire // interactions }#ft. charles

charlesxthorpe:

Charles could see this wasn’t going to be simple, or as easy as it was with other slaves. They tended to learn their place quite easily, but this one wasn’t giving in just yet. He didn’t immediately respond to her reasoning, instead walking over and grabbing a leash and dildo gag. If she wasn’t going to apologize, then there was no point in her speaking at all. Slaves had one purpose, after all, and he was going to show her just how worthless she truly was. He grabbed her by the hair, lifting her by it until only her toes touched the ground, his strength shining through as he attached the leash with his free hand. He released her then, letting her body fall to the ground. “There,” he said simply, attaching the gag with the thick dildo, not enough to choke her, but enough to make his point. “Get up. Lie over the bed, ass in the air.” If she disobeyed again, he’d give her a reason to whine now.

Reina followed him with her eyes when he moved across the room, she fidgeted in her spot on the floor wondering if she could get out of there. It was a stupid idea, he’d catch her before she even got near the door, the only way out was to endure whatever he had planned for her. It wasn’t too long before he was back standing next to her when he grabbed her hair, pulling on it hard enough to lift her up and off her feet. She cried out at the pain, her hands coming straight up to hold onto his arm to try to alleviate the pain. She was up for a matter of seconds before being dropped back down to the ground where she’d land on her knees. It didn’t connect yet what he had done until he was putting the gag on, the dildo pushing into her mouth very suddenly. She whined, unable to speak now with the gag, but she did her best to try and curse at him. He barked an order at her, and for a moment she thought about disobeying, instead she got up slowly and moved onto the bed. Lying on it with her ass up just as he’d said for her to do.

#{ * your halo’s full of fire // interactions }#ft. charles

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#{ * your halo's full of fire // reina }

mickeyxtorres:

@ofthxrn

“Hey cutie,” She greeted – ever unable to help herself even when the person she was talking to looked… morose? That probably wasn’t the right word for it but… “You look like you could use a bit of a pick me up. Want a hand with that?” Mickey grinned mischievously.

She looked over to the person who spoke to her, not recognizing her face so it wasn’t someone that loitered around the palace. “Sure.” She said figuring she didn’t have anything better to do and she wasn’t completely against doing something with someone she didn’t know. “How do you plan to help me, hm?” She questioned curiously, wondering just what was going through her head right now.

#{ * your halo’s full of fire // interactions }#ft. mickey

charliexhayes:

Charlie grinned around the cigarette between her lips, easily snatching the lighter out of the air and using it quickly before tossing it back. She took a deep drag, closing her eyes for a second before blowing the smoke out and she looked over again. “An hour is more than enough times. Sometimes I’m glad to even just get ten minutes.” she mused, taking a drink before offering the whiskey bottle. “Charlie.”

There was an understanding how lucky she’d been working where she did, hardly anyone really bothered her unless they needed help with a horse. Left her with some time to herself, not a lot, but enough that some others didn’t have. If she could help someone get away from the asshole vampires then it was alright with her to share. “Right, not going to say I’m upset by it, cause I’m not. An hour is like what people find at the end of the rainbow.” She’d shake her head, taking the offered bottle after putting away the lighter. She’d down the whiskey, allowing a few seconds to pass before stopping. “Reina.” She dipped her head, “Damn, that was needed.”

#{ * your halo’s full of fire // interactions }#ft. charlie

slavexambriella:

Ambriella shifted from one to the other, dancing about as they spoke together. “Oh no! That’s no good!” She responded quickly, “But yes. Horses are great. I’ve even ridden one before. They’re strong and powerful.” She smiled at her, “Do you ever get to ride them?”

Reina wondered if she was high on something, had to be the way she kept moving around like she was. It was annoying, but she also didn’t want to ruin the good mood she was in. “Indeed.” She said, “I’ve ridden them, yeah. Part of taking care of them, of course not any of the ones used by the royals. That’s done by my boss and his people.”

#{ * your halo’s full of fire // interactions }#ft. ambriella

darkestofheartshere:

@ofthxrn

sometimes the royals were truly infuriating. she was torn between wanting to scream or wanting to give into every vice that she had. but she settled on just getting some fresh air and clearing her head. was it more conspicuous that she was covered by the large hood on her coat? that her face was obscured? it was easier to slip away and keep from being stopped. as she approached the stables, her gaze went to the human there. babette slowly lowered her hood, pressing her forefinger to her full lips. ❝ which of these do you recommend for a casual ride? ❞

Reina had been busy cleaning out the stalls in which the horses lived, the ones not within their spots were out on the field getting some much needed sun. As she worked to brush away the old and used hay someone approached her. “Depends on your preference.” She replied, leaning the broom against the wooden frame. She stepped closer to the woman, her arms crossing over her chest loosely. “The mares are good for a slow ride, but they don’t have the same endurance as the stallions. So if you’re wanting a longer ride I’d go with Silver.”

#{ * your halo’s full of fire // interactions }#ft. babette

charlesxthorpe:

Charles liked to think of himself as a good man, doing his best for society and the like, and that started with training an unruly slave properly. This one had stumbled into him, her weak body unable to stand on two feet. Some days he would let that slide, but today wasn’t one of them. Her apologies were nothing and he dragged her back to his estate by her collar, uncaring how she was hurt by the movements. Once inside her home, he had her kneeling in the playroom, all of his implements shining around her. After cuffing her arms behind her back, he sat down in the chair and read his paper, what he’d wanted to do to begin with. It was perhaps an hour later that he stood, moving to loom over her tiny, pathetic body.

“Are you prepared to apologize correctly?” he asked curiously, staring down at her, “Otherwise you will have to make it up in other ways. As you can see, I have plenty of things to make you reconsider your actions.”

Reina was more than a little annoyed at the predicament she found herself in. She had apologized and yet he’d dragged her here, to sit in front of him with her arms bound behind her back for what seemed like forever. As she sat there her eyes roamed about the room picking up he individual items he had, realizing that she wasn’t going to get out of here without one of them being used on her. She scowled, looking anywhere but at him until he decided he was going to speak to her. She’d roll her eyes at him not accepting the apology she did give him. To her it was proper enough, and he should have taken it for what it was. “I already apologized.” She said plainly, “Not sure how else I can do it correctly, or whatever the hell that’s supposed to mean.”

#{ * your halo’s full of fire // interactions }#ft. charlies

They met as randomly as one would meet these days, she stumbling through the Hive, and he being the unfortunate one she stumbled into. Knowing herself she got herself into a little pickle, mouthed off without realizing just who she was speaking to. She would do what she normally did, apologize, and usually that was that. However this time it wasn’t left at that, instead she found herself in a room with the very man she’d offended. She stood there fiddling with the collar around her neck as she waited, for him to do something. She hated waiting; the anxiety of it always made her fidget badly.

@charlesxthorpe

#{ * your halo’s full of fire // interactions }#ft. charles

colt

Not Enough Alcohol in the World || No || Maybe if I were wasted || Maybe || Eh…Sure || Yes || TAKE YOUR CLOTHES OFF NOW!

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