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@shadowkitsunesia
It has been brought to my attention that some people still aren't able to find my muses and/or rules. So making this to pin it, maybe it will help make things easier.
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Hey guys, I'm sorry I haven't been on here, if we had thread going and you want to continue please let me know. I know I'm missing a few threads I had going. Probably because I didn't save as draft, like a idiot, when I seen them, and now can't seem to dig them up. Going to try to be a little active on here atleast, just been dealing with other things. Please feel free to link me any of our threads we may have had if you wish to continue them.
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Hey guys, I'm sorry I haven't been on here, if we had thread going and you want to continue please let me know. I know I'm missing a few threads I had going. Probably because I didn't save as draft, like a idiot, when I seen them, and now can't seem to dig them up. Going to try to be a little active on here atleast, just been dealing with other things. Please feel free to link me any of our threads we may have had if you wish to continue them.
@shadowkitsunesia asked : “You belong to me” - from Ashton (XD)
The words caught Gabriella undeniably by surprise. She gazed up at Ashton with wide doe-eyes, the expression on her gentle face making Gabriella look even more innocent than she already was. Oh, such possessiveness was more than enough to have her cheeks turn a delicate pink as she swallowed thickly, still wide-eyed and silent as if unable to shake out of her surprised state. “Is that a–” She had to pause, eyebrows furrowing ever so slightly in confusion: oh, she could almost feel her cheeks getting even more hotter, “ … a-a werewolf thing?”
Ashton couldnt help but to think her experience she had made to his statement, to be anything more then cute. Placing his hand on top of her head, he ruffles her hair chuckling a be. "It could be sweetheart." He was messing with her a bit, mainly for amusement purposes, maybe if he knew the female better he would claim her as his. But her cuteness and innocent was enough to make him feel like protecting her from any and everything. "So what brings you out tonight? You do know it could be dangerous out here. Anything could be lurking in the dark."
Cont. @xmagicalmusesx
"Maybe in hand to hand then." Sia gives a small laugh, that might be the only way she would, but she wasnt interested in fight him right now. Hearing the small pop, she looks at him. "Feel better." She was sure his neck did, getting a pop from joint most of the time, did feel better. Taking a moment to think about the second part he had said, she shrugs slightly, not coming up with much on what would make her different. "Maybe its that I do have an ability on my side, or the fact I am an assassin. There are less of both of those then just your average human."
It was only a couple of seconds after saying this that Sia came to more of a realization, remembering a bit more of what he had said the night before. "You know, it could possibly be the fact you seem to hate non magical people, because of what seems to be them always doing magic users wrong. Im sure thats something that sets me apart from them. You have magic, but you are a person still. I see no reason to treat you differently, granted I should probably keep my distance because of my job." Her job was a major reason for her keeping distance from other, it was the safer option for herself and others.
Giving a shrug, Sia moves back to the couch and sits down. "Honestly can't say I know. Know nothing about my parents, and like hell would I return to the facility I was being trained at, to look for clues on my parents or anything else." She did want to know why she had the ability now, but wasnt willing to risk herself to try and figure it out.
"Sucks, could figure out what you are exactly or how you came to be- stupid humans playing God its gonna bite them in the ass one day, and effect my people. Greedy shits" Argent grumbled relaxed where he was and finishing his beer "So why are you here huh? I doubt you came to check on some man you just met- why did you follow me home"
"True, going there might hold some answers. But if I go there, they will most likely have everyone there, out to kill me. I did kill a couple of people there and left immediately afterwards." She then shrugs to his question he had asked her. "Dont have an answer to why I returned here, and you already know why I had followed you last night. I guess I don't see you as a threat to turning me in nor attacking me right now."
shadowkitsunesia:
Sia moves her hands to being in front of her, once untied and lightly rubs her wrists, while looking at Roman, and taking in his words, only to become a bit confused at the mention of a promotion, but she didn’t let that show, but did pull way from him pinching her cheek. She didnt see how an assassin could really get promoted, but she didn’t let that thought stay long as she watches them leave. It was only a moment after the door had been shut that that she calls out to Roman, sure they would be able be able to hear her. “Can I get something to deal with cleaning the wounds please.” She wasnt really to worried about the wounds, but it never hurt to make sure they was as least clean. Sia wasnt excepting any response back as she lets herself lean back against the wall, taking the time she had for now to relax and think about a few things. Being locked in the room, would most likely give her plenty of time to do so, most specially with her being in the room alone.
ROMAN has spent hours before returning to her “cell“, and Victor has informed him that she demanded to clean her wounds and take a shower. “ Don’t be such an ungrateful BRAT, I just granted you my mercy. It’s not exactly a five start hotel, you can’t get anything you want,”He spat back, on hearing about the demands, running fingers through his hair, impatiently. In actuality it was five stars and more, since she was locked inside his penthouse and even the walls there were drowning in opulence. “ I guess we could agree that I can get you in the shower, as long as you promise to behave nicely, how about that?”, he ran his gloved hand along her face and slapped her cheek to remind her of her position. “I see you have eaten the food, good. There were enough sedatives in there as to prevent you from trying something smart, now let’s give you a bath,” Before she could even protest or respond to him he could see her head becoming heavy and she could barely keep her eyes open to stay focused on him as the drugs were already in her bloodstream. Sionis started dragging her towards the bathroom and after Victor helped him to position her into the bath tub, he removed all her clothes.
Sia hated that she found herself once again drugged, and was now trying to fight the effects of the sedatives, which was only failing her, and not helping her focus on anything. If she knew the food had drugs in it, she wouldn't have even touch it, but now because of it, she was at Roman's mercy again as well as pretty much relying on him, on stuff she could have done herself. Being exposed to Roman after being dragged to the bathroom and put in the bathtub, wasnt what she would have preferred, but wasnt really anything she could do about it. But now, he would see part of why him having Victor cut her, hadnt effected her to much. Not including the scars she had gotten during the time of working for him, her body already had quite a few old scars littering it, as well as a handful on her arms and legs. While getting a bath, or more to say being helped with it, Sia manages to mutter lowly, her eyes closed and head leaned back. "You don't..have to keep.. drugging me."
Cont. @xmagicalmusesx
"Maybe in hand to hand then." Sia gives a small laugh, that might be the only way she would, but she wasnt interested in fight him right now. Hearing the small pop, she looks at him. "Feel better." She was sure his neck did, getting a pop from joint most of the time, did feel better. Taking a moment to think about the second part he had said, she shrugs slightly, not coming up with much on what would make her different. "Maybe its that I do have an ability on my side, or the fact I am an assassin. There are less of both of those then just your average human."
It was only a couple of seconds after saying this that Sia came to more of a realization, remembering a bit more of what he had said the night before. "You know, it could possibly be the fact you seem to hate non magical people, because of what seems to be them always doing magic users wrong. Im sure thats something that sets me apart from them. You have magic, but you are a person still. I see no reason to treat you differently, granted I should probably keep my distance because of my job." Her job was a major reason for her keeping distance from other, it was the safer option for herself and others.
Giving a shrug, Sia moves back to the couch and sits down. "Honestly can't say I know. Know nothing about my parents, and like hell would I return to the facility I was being trained at, to look for clues on my parents or anything else." She did want to know why she had the ability now, but wasnt willing to risk herself to try and figure it out.
shadowkitsunesia:
Shifting slightly, Sia’s hand moves to his arm, lightly gripping as she felt his hand go under her skirt and stroking her legs, soon biting her lower lip, not allowing herself to give to much of a response to his touches. She may not have a full grasp on some of her emotions, but she did understand this and where it could lead. Knowing that, she would rather them somewhere away from others to be able to see, so she gladly would going with the idea of them leaving the club. She lets her eyes wonder around the club for a couple of seconds, before actually responding. “Moving this somewhere more private would be the better idea.” She speaks lowly to him, while managing to keep control of her breathing and voice for now, even with both having picked up in pace slightly. Her gaze lands back on him, feeling his arms around her. She did need him to let go so she could up, and straighten her dress in the process of doing so, just so they could leave the club.
HE OWNED A PENTHOUSE - way too comfortable and way too expensive to be letting his desires with his employee be seen on display at everyone in his club. Snapping his fingers at Victor to keep an eye on the club for him, soon they were headed to his apartment upstairs by using the elevator where his hands didn’t stop stroking her smooth thighs and entangling in her hair while he left small kisses along her jawline and her neck. Sometimes he wondered if all of them liked him for himself, or for the thrill of the danger and his money, but at the end of the night, he didn’t really care about the reasons. They were using him for satisfying their purposes so Roman used them on his turn to satisfy his. His teeth nibbled at her earlobes and his hands wrapped her up inside his embrace while he spoke in low voice to her, “ Well, well, well - look what great lips you have, who knew my little assassin liked to play like this, ” he snickered while he kept on kissing her mouth, impatient to get his hands on her, he ripped her panties under her skirt. “I think we’re finally here,” He suddenly said, trying to fix his suit and pulled her skirt down to help her get out and finally unlocked the door to let her into his penthouse.
Low, soft sounds would come from Sia every now and then, from the kisses and nibbling that Roman had give her while in the elevator. "Guess there still are things to learn about your assassin." She chuckles lowly after kissing back once his lips were on her. Her lace black panties slipping down after being ripped, but her skirt hadn't really budged since it was part of her leather dress. Once in the penthouse, Sia moves her hands up, letting them purposely brush against his pants, though acting as if she had done nothing, while her hands go to his shirt, under his suit, and starts to unbutton it. Lightly biting her lip as she decided she was going to try to keep him from having control, or at least for a bit, she wasnt sure if Roman would like the idea, but the thought seemed like it would be fun. There was somethings she wouldn't mind giving up control with, but she didnt see a need to be so willing about it right off hand. She soon kisses him deeply, making eye contact only for a second, before closing her eyes, letting her tongue run over his lips, trying to distract him a little as she works on sliding of the top of his suit and shirt.
shadowkitsunesia:
While following him, Sia only give a small nod about the wound looking deep, it being caused by a gun meant it would most likely be. Hesitantly she takes the bottle from him while listen to his explanation, only taking her hand off the wound long enough to open it as she speaking lowly. “Thank you. And getting stuff on the wound and it covered will help as well, but first might need to find a tool I can use to remove the bullet.” She drinks some of the water, still following him, though her pace had slowed down some. She really just wanted to rest, even with still having to deal with a wound, but at least they was about to be at his home. Soon a low chuckle escapes her though at the mention of hoping she wasnt in deep shit. “Dont really have anyone you can contact to pick me up, and my life always seem to be in deep shit.” Choosing not to answer the other question he had asked her, her reason for being in the area, she had been hired to take out a couple a people, well few at this point since others had gotten in her way with the job she just did, but he didn’t need to know that. She really hadn’t expected to to see any one else in the woods, and didn’t have really a good cover up for anything at the moment. She was also only going to be at his home for the night, so she felt he didnt need to be dragged into anything really dealing with her life, no need for others who seemed to only want to help, to be in danger because of her past and her being an assassin.
THERE WERE OCCASIONS on which Adam wanted to let his real nature show - mostly when he wanted to help people, this was one of them. His tears had regenerative powers and they could’ve closed and healed all of her wounds in no time, however it was dangerous for him to reveal before strangers, some people really wanted to hurt supernatural creatures and they feared them, so it was best for him to stay under the radar, and try not attract much attention. Besides this lady looked a bit quirky, although this wasn’t a bad thing he preferred to pass on acting like a hero so he just walked on silently and pretended that he didn’t notice that the bullet was still into her gunshot wound, he couldn’t help but frown - must be painful to try and walk while you bleed out like this, “It’s here,” He pointed at the house that had appeared before their eyes - it wasn’t too big, or too small – a two story building with wooden rood and an ordinary outlook, nothing fancy, just a comfortable place to live. Once unlocked he invited her in and helped her cut through her jacket so they can access the wound he fetched some stuff from the first aid kid in the bathroom and rummaged its cabinet to find a tweezers for her to extract the bullet. “Maybe this will do?”, He offered as he was trying to find some painkillers meanwhile. Instead, he discovered a bottle of whiskey, “I’m sorry, I don’t have anything else that could help with the pain, it seems.” Adam poured a glass and helped her lay on the kitchen table , the woman was leaving stains of blood everywhere she went, before she was ready to remove the bullet from the wound.
Sia havent taken time to take in much about his home inside or out as she follows him through the house til he had finally made it to the kitchen with her, and had her laid back on the table. Of course she had left a bit of a blood trail, but it didn't help that her clothes were blood soaked from the wounds she had, and was still bleeding from one of the wounds. Sia hadnt drunk the whiskey he poured, out of safety for herself. Her blood lost and adding liquor to her system, most likely wouldnt make for a good mix, even if it would help with the pain. Maybe later she could accept a drink with him. Looking at him from the table, she slowly and finally moved her hand from over the wound once again, trying to let her body relax a bit, as she closes her eyes. Someone else dealing with her wounds wasnt something she was use to, so him being the one to remove the bullet was something different for her. Her breath hitched in her throat when he started to remove the bullet.
shadowkitsunesia:
Once being force to look back at him, Sia’s glaze remains on him, taking in his words. But that didnt really change much of what she had plans to do, though once she was done it might be best she left and completely disappeared from the area. Not being to king on the idea of having rats biting her anywhere, mostly trying to chew through her wrists. There was also the threat from earlier of Victor cutting her face as well. She just need to be careful of her actions and words towards Roman, til she could acted upon her plans. Shifting a bit, a low sigh escapes her. “I know i fucked up with retaliating against you. I don’t plan to find myself back here, but if for some reason I was to, I’ll honestly go ahead and say I would rather it be you and Victor abusing me, over rats chewing away at my wrist. The rats could possibly do damage that would render my skills useless, due to lose of being able to grip things like I would need to.” Sia hated to point that out but it needed to be, she wouldn’t be of use to him or anyone else if she couldnt preform the job she’d been trained to do. There was always many options there that he could go with, for torturing and breaking purposes, that wouldn’t effect her skills.
𝚂𝙸𝙾𝙽𝙸𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙾𝚄𝙶𝙷𝚃 𝚂𝙷𝙴 𝙷𝙰𝚂 𝙷𝙰𝙳 𝙴𝙽𝙾𝚄𝙶𝙷 for today. He had other urgent businesses to tend to so he made a nod at Victor to untie her but gave instructions to his goon to keep her under lock in the room. The mobster wasn’t planning to continue further with the torture since she could be of use to him, he preferred to use her skills instead of maiming her or injuring parts of her body that will no longer work as they should. “I think we can call it a day, shall we? Let’s see if you can behave and keep following orders, but until then Mr. Zsasz will continue to keep you locked. By the way, I was thinking of giving you promotion, but since you wanted to misbehave maybe I should reconsider that for the moment.” He pinched her cheek then he let go of Sia’s face taking off his gloves one by one, he snapped his fingers and ordered Victor to bring her food and water until she was kept here for the moment. Roman was going to take his time to decide what to do with her.On saying this, he walked out and locked the door, handing the key to his guard dog to keep it safely.
Sia moves her hands to being in front of her, once untied and lightly rubs her wrists, while looking at Roman, and taking in his words, only to become a bit confused at the mention of a promotion, but she didn't let that show, but did pull way from him pinching her cheek. She didnt see how an assassin could really get promoted, but she didn't let that thought stay long as she watches them leave. It was only a moment after the door had been shut that that she calls out to Roman, sure they would be able be able to hear her. "Can I get something to deal with cleaning the wounds please." She wasnt really to worried about the wounds, but it never hurt to make sure they was as least clean. Sia wasnt excepting any response back as she lets herself lean back against the wall, taking the time she had for now to relax and think about a few things. Being locked in the room, would most likely give her plenty of time to do so, most specially with her being in the room alone.
Sorry i haven't really been active on here about the pass week and half to two weeks. Been a bit busy and have felt like writing when I get the time to, but I promise i will get to what I need to get out soon. Going to try for this afternoon but no promises.
Reblog if you’re multiple ship, but also allow Polyamorous ships..
No matter how much you plan and plot and research and prepare, you’ll never actually feel ready, so you might as well just jump right in and do the thing.
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She may have over reacted earlier while they was having lunch, and may have gotten a bit jealous and angry at that time, which was different from her normal clamness she had. She also knew that kidnapping Roman, stripping and restraining him, and using a shock collar on him, would land her in hell with him, which he made obvious quickly with what he yelled at her, but for now she didnt care. Sia's silver eyes land on his hands that was work on the knots of the rope, before making on contact with him. Soon tossing the remote to the collar up and catching, before a smirk forms on her lips as she leans over the side of the bed and him, letting her free hand cover the knotting of the rope, while chuckling. "Guess I'll just have to make sure you don't get the chance to get free then." She moves her other hand up, placing the remote on the side of the bed for the moment, then places her hand on his face. "Think I might try some experimenting with a couple of things." She whispers to him, only to smirk. "Since right now you belong to me, and maybe if you are a good boy, you won't get shocked." At that point she was mocking him a bit on how he was always saying stuff about being a good girl. She hadn't budged a bit from being leaned over him, with her hand on the rope, her face only a couple of inches from his, while letting her thumb trace over his cheek. "So be a good boy for me, kay?"
Intimidation Meme
Sometimes it’s difficult for people to seek contact with each other because they can feel intimidated by others. Using this meme, you can send the symbols to my askbox that represent to you how intimidating I am to you. This way, it could be more clear to both sides how things are based on these feelings.
😗 - YOU ARE THE SOFTEST BEING. 😀 - I’m not afraid of reaching out to you. 😃 - To me, you are easy to approach. 😊 - I think you are a really friendly person. 😶 - I’m not sure if I can reach out to you. 😐 - You seem a little distant from others. 😓 - I feel like you would not really like me. 😲 - I’m afraid of reaching out to you. 😟 - I wish I had the courage to start talking to you. 😥 - I am very intimidated by you. I wish it wasn’t that way, because you seem cool. 😫 - I admire you from the sidelines because you seem cool and I’m just a dork. 😧 - Senpai, notice me???? 😦 - I feel really insecure when I want to reach out to you. 😨 - You intimidate me….a whole damn lot. 😭 - I wish I could be your friend but to me, you are so hard to reach out to. 😱 - I am so incredibly intimidated by you, it even makes me a little anxious sometimes. 💀 - OH MY GOD DON’T EAT ME PLEASE
shadowkitsunesia:
Sia glared at him for a moment at his words of trouble dealing with with her, only to return to finish get her wounds dealt with and putting her stuff away. All besides the bullet wound, the she still needed to take care of, for now placing her hand over it and keeping pressure there. Taking in the rest of his words, she debates for a bit on what would be the best course of action for her to take, while at least answering his questions. “Im not from here and I’m sure the forest being dangerous, most specially at night, can be most any forest.” After a couple of minutes, she gets up, her full attention on him. As much as she just rather head back to the small apartment she had rent, she wasnt sure if she could actually make it there or not, as well as still be able to deal with the would on her shoulder. “Lead the way.” She makes a small gesture as she speaks, deciding to take him up on his offer, or at least on the recovery part, her mind not being on food for the time being. “Name’s Sia.” She speaks lowly, not caring much if he actually catches it or not.
𝙰𝙳𝙰𝙼 𝙾𝙵𝚃𝙴𝙽 𝙿𝚁𝙴𝙵𝙴𝚁𝚁𝙴𝙳 to be alone rather than the company of others who were in fact often a nuisance to him. He didn’t like having visitors either, but the woman needed assistance and also she was intriguing to him, although she seemed as a regular girl at a first glance, there was something mysterious about her beside the fact that she did look like she came out of a fairy tale with her silver eyes and hair.“It’s right through here, follow me,” He made a gesture with his hand into the direction of where the small path before them ended. “That one looks deep,” Adam nodded as he glanced back at Sia, who was trying to hold herself together and was pressing her hand over the bleeding wound. “I have some antiseptic and bandages to cover that with back home. It looks like you could use some of this,” He stated offering her a bottle of water from his back pack, “I often go hiking alone so I have some supplies in my back,” The phoenix explained to her continuing to walk straight to where his house was.“We’re almost there. So,do you have a family, someone you want me to call to come pick you up maybe? What leads you around here anyways, I hope you’re not in some deep shit,” Adam chuckled and shook his head at her, he observed her delicate features while she walked beside him. It crossed his mind that it was ages since he has spoken to such pretty creature.
While following him, Sia only give a small nod about the wound looking deep, it being caused by a gun meant it would most likely be. Hesitantly she takes the bottle from him while listen to his explanation, only taking her hand off the wound long enough to open it as she speaking lowly. "Thank you. And getting stuff on the wound and it covered will help as well, but first might need to find a tool I can use to remove the bullet." She drinks some of the water, still following him, though her pace had slowed down some. She really just wanted to rest, even with still having to deal with a wound, but at least they was about to be at his home. Soon a low chuckle escapes her though at the mention of hoping she wasnt in deep shit. "Dont really have anyone you can contact to pick me up, and my life always seem to be in deep shit." Choosing not to answer the other question he had asked her, her reason for being in the area, she had been hired to take out a couple a people, well few at this point since others had gotten in her way with the job she just did, but he didn't need to know that. She really hadn't expected to to see any one else in the woods, and didn't have really a good cover up for anything at the moment. She was also only going to be at his home for the night, so she felt he didnt need to be dragged into anything really dealing with her life, no need for others who seemed to only want to help, to be in danger because of her past and her being an assassin.
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