Apr 6
" we are human, we are violent. we learn our lessons, then defy them . . . we are heartless and immoral. we carry hatred. "
@devoreve ft. victoria / lyric starters, open.
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" we are human, we are violent. we learn our lessons, then defy them . . . we are heartless and immoral. we carry hatred. "
@devoreve ft. victoria / lyric starters, open.
A kiss on the cheek
A kiss on the nose
A kiss on the forehead
A kiss to the top of the head
A firm kiss
A gentle peck
A romantic kiss
A platonic kiss
A kiss to the eyelid
A kiss along the jawline
A kiss to the neck
A kiss along the collar bone
A kiss on the chest
A kiss to the stomach
A kiss along the hips
A kiss in the rain
An upside-down "Spider-Man" kiss
A kiss while laughing
A kiss underwater
A rough kiss
WILDCARD! Dealer's choice :)
A french kiss/kiss with tongue
A kiss influenced by alcohol/other substances
A sleepy kiss
A kiss that's an accident
A kiss while one or both parties are crying
A kiss in greeting
A kiss in parting
A kiss to the back of the hand
A kiss to the palm of the hand
A kiss to the inner thigh
A kiss while someone watches
A kiss to a scar, birthmark, injury, or other marking
A kiss after a bite
A kiss against a wall
A kiss to the shoulder
A kiss to the back of the neck
A kiss while one party is carried
A tentative kiss
An impulsive kiss
A kiss out of spite
A clumsy kiss
A bloody kiss
LMFAO FEDNJFZ
just fucking eats valora
𖥻 │▌ 𝙰 𝙼𝙴𝚂𝚂𝙰𝙶𝙴 𝙰𝚁𝚁𝙸𝚅𝙴𝚂 𝙵𝚁𝙾𝙼 𝟿𝟿 : ❝ 𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃? 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝚆𝙰𝙽𝙽𝙰 𝙵𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃? ❞
𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐇 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐇𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐋𝐄𝐒 ──── 𝐀 𝐃𝐎𝐆'𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐎 𝐈𝐓'𝐒 𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐁𝐄𝐃 in unfamiliar territory. @devoreve's spat threat is like someone tearing the needle across an old record. the once steady hum of conversation that coursed through the foundation of tonight's chosen shithole lulls into silence. interests are piqued, and once they are: tension rolls across the smoky air. palpable enough to leave a bitter taste on your tongue.
a dozen pairs of bloodshot eyes drifted toward your general direction, whereupon they'd witness different angles of you glowering into your glass of swill and gripping the edge of the bar until your knuckles popped ( to keep from swinging. ) feeling your patience wash away with the tide, pushed and pulled by the moon.
suddenly you feel far too seen. it was like squirming around inside a petrie dish and being forced under a microscope. picked apart. violated.
violet sighs out her ire. then, she polishes off what remained in her glass with a single, definitive gulp. the whisky burns on it's way down, and it's just enough to get her blood pumping while she rolled her head around on her neck [ ... ] CR-CR-CRACK!
❛ ────nobody said shit about that 'cept you .. but if that's really what you want? .. fine. 'least getting your teeth knocked out might actually get you to shut the fuck up for a few minutes. ❜ lazarus rises from her stool, canting her head to one side before she stares up at the stranger from just beneath her brow line. cocking a challenging eyebrow, all the more devil-may-care when positioned before threats of violence; ( wasn't the first time, ) [ ... ] ( and it definitely wouldn't be the last. )
❛ you got two options, here. i'll lay them out for you in case you're even more of an idiot than i might've guessed: either piss off and close your mouth on your own, or let me do it for you. so? .. what'll it be? ❜
KISSES U SLOPPY SYLE / all of my fem muses all at once 😼😼😼😼
“ what I’d give for a decent taste of wine right now. “ / from shart!
"Be strong, sweet Heart." The (demi)devil is in this regard sympathetic; though she's no deep imbiber herself, there's no need for moderation. Darling Heart is a grown woman -- Elf, whatever -- she can make her own decisions. The cool, black evening over Riley's little mountaintop abode would probably be improved by liquor. "I don't have anything strong to offer, but maybe a placebo would do? Hot chocolate?"
hands reach out to grasp their collar, tugging them closer so that valora might take their lips in an abrupt kiss. / 👁️👄👁️🏳️🌈⁉️
incoming message ... @devoreve. accepted!
it's a shock to feel her hands upon your person. not many were allowed into your space, skittish creature that you were. valora was one of the few that you didn't mind in your bubble. and it seemed that she was quick to take advantage of that.
heart pounds in your chest as her mouth is hot on your own. your palms hover for a moment that in your mind felt like an eternity before you composed yourself. just enough to find her waist, far too eager to touch.
you dare find the courage to lick into her mouth. then your thoughts properly catch up and you're separating.
❝ hah — what ... where did that come from? ❞
“Is this the type of music you’re usually into? Or just getting into it?” / from valora to lyra!
--- ↪ UNPROMPTED.
" i've always been fond of music like this ... something of the more classical genre, specifically revolving around the use of cellos and violins. " lyra's smile retains itself through her answer, expression relaxed and at ease as she stands behind her bar -- ready to lose herself in the music currently flowing between the walls. most bars these days don't typically utilize classical music to stimulate their guests; often it's something for more upbeat and less mellow. alas, was this type of music not the most fitting ? in a place for people to lose themselves to their whims and woes, drown it in sweetness, or numb themselves from the hardships of the day - to - day with something that will make them forget ? ( that is what lyra capitalizes. )
" do you like it ? " lyra inquires, gaze unhindered as her question could easily pertain to the drink in front of valora or the music playing without context. " let me know how i may assist in adding to your experience, my dear. "
don’t tell me this is another one of your elaborate tricks, miko…. / ei is TIREDDDD
Miko couldn't help herself when it came to playing with the forever stone-faced archon. Despite the two of them being alive for so long—the Electro Archon seemed hopelessly unable to handle resting that wasn't isolating and meditating for who knows how long.
She was in her fox form, guiding Ei into the thunderstorm intensified areas of Inazuma which she always found the most pretty and considering Ei's attitude—it was suiting.
She turned back to take Raiden's hand in hers as they finally reached the mouth of a cave that gave way to the thunderstorm ridden sky. The rain pouring like a tsunami across the landscape and Miko pinned her ears back as she looked out.
"Was it worth the trip?" A coy smile on her face as her hand raised up to her lips. She tried to smother the chuckle that begged her to free it from her chest.