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[alina-kyrie]

[the-glorious-evolution-fanart]

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Send me a ☁ for a thought my muse has had about yours.

Yes… the dark side of Demacia shows its face. They allow dogmas to destroy their children. They forbid free thought when they should encourage it. Poor girl. I only see greed in their action to force her to become their warrior, simply because she was gifted with magic. Used, just like I was. Perhaps they think such behavior is necessary if Demacia is to survive. It won’t be, in the future I create. I wonder if she’ll break free and chart her own course, or if Demacia succeeded in creating its perfect warrior mage.

[the-glorious-evolution-fanart]

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Send me a ☁ for a thought my muse has had about yours.

Ah! My greatest failure, a blur on my flawless track of creations - all because I allowed pride to cloud my judgment! I should have burned the blueprints the moment I discarded them! Just another proof that emotions suffocate reason and force deviations from the path to perfect future.

(Done in accordance to your hcs! Creator Viktor featured)

[the-glorious-evolution-fanart]

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Send me a ☁ for a thought my muse has had about yours.

How long has this being been alive? Yet he seems composed each time I’ve seen him. Hans was right, there is something very special on Targon. The way he moves, I’d conclude that he’s alone. If his race was that long-living by default, I think we’d see more of them. What secrets is he hiding, I’d really like to know, even though I don’t deal with magic. One of the rare persons which I believe would be willing to truly listen to me and understand what I try to say.

[wildgirlcinna]

👔 // grab my muse by the collar & pull them closer .✂️ // run fingernails over my muse’s skin & scratch them .💥 // tighten something around my muse’s throat that restricts their blood - flow / oxygen supply ( please specify ) .His own grip. *chuckle* from Talos of course. Interested in where your imagination, if too nsfw can send it privately

(OOC note - Talos & Cinna are very well acquainted (;3) but this takes place in an AU where they’ve never met before. Long & kinda NSFW under the cut…)

The rapidly fading evening light had the office bathed in a nearly spooky gloom… or was that just the readings Cinna’s heightened senses were picking up? Something was seriously suspicious about the man whose workspace she’d invaded at her boss’s request. First, there was the fact that he’d had wards up – wards she’d slipped through easily, thanks to her void energy. Then, there were the several names of note in the reports she’d found in one of the drawers, names that made her eyes widen. And finally… there was the man himself, an imposing brown-skinned Xaela who had popped instantaneously into the room right beside her. Normal Au Ra certainly couldn’t do that…

Cinna froze, staring at him for a few breaths, then slowly put the paper she’d been perusing back neatly in its drawer.  She’d barely returned her eyes to his with an innocent smile when he struck, a clawed hand grabbing the front of her tunic to pull her closer.  She was almost about to be afraid, until she saw the intense look in his pinkish-purple eyes.  Yes, he was angry – and rightfully so – but there was another emotion tempering the fury, one that sent a liquid heat spiraling up from deep in her core.

Now her smile was tiny, a corner of her lips barely curving upward. He saw it, and he knew she knew… and his reaction was to strike again, slashing down her tunic with those wicked claws and pulling a sharp gasp from her lips. She looked down at herself, watching the fabric fall to the floor, seeing the 4 thin red trails of her blood where he’d sliced a little deeper than expected. Or maybe he knew exactly what he was doing…

His hand came up a third time, now sliding gently around her neck, almost like a caress, causing waves of heated goosebumps to race across her skin. She kept her gaze on his as long fingers tightened with literal breathtaking slowness, stopping just before the point of discomfort. Her furred tail sought his scaled one, tracing along it, the lovely contrast making a rough but very quiet purr roll up out of her. She had just enough breath for a husky whisper:  "How about I give you what we both want… and we can both pretend like I was never here?“

AGGRESSION   //   SEXUAL  TENSION .

acts  that  could  be  aggressive   //   or  a  little  bit  sexy   //   or  both.

Full list HERE!

[wildgirlcinna]

➰ // tie my muse to a chair .

(Continued from HERE, since I thought it fit together nicely!)

This was certainly *not* the way Cinna had expected her afternoon to go… although it was far from a bad thing. She’d met Moltv randomly in one of the rare ‘respectable’ taverns in Uld'ah, where patrons usually conducted backroom deals. They’d discussed their respective businesses, and she was delighted when he invited her to his office to make plans in a more private setting. He had a definite air of the dark and mysterious that she found increasingly alluring…

…a feeling that only blossomed when he tied her to the chair she sat down in. His deep voice shimmered against her senses as he teased her, large but gentle fingers stroking over her face, making her purr with delight, even as he pulled away from her and sat down behind his desk. “Hey now,” she murmured, a little secretive smile on her face, her tail swaying back & forth. “You can’t just leave a girl hanging, can you?”

Although she knew deep down that he absolutely could. Her void hunger seemed to chuckle in her mental ears, as pleased with the situation as Cinna. Waiting was no burden; she could be patient – especially since she had the devastatingly handsome Highlander to look at while she waited.

AGGRESSION   //   SEXUAL  TENSION .

acts  that  could  be  aggressive   //   or  a  little  bit  sexy   //   or  both.

Full list HERE!

[wildgirlcinna]

 “💭”

A small, almost enigmatic smile spread over Cinna’s face at the question.  "Fred… he is the nearly perfect gallant knight.  Fierce on the battlefield, ever so polite & respectful off of it.  But he has secrets… and I’ll be damned if I’m not curious about them – about him.“

[wildgirlcinna]

Look into my eyes - ufah

| Hope | Love | Passion | Hate | Resentment | Envy | Indifference | Confidence | Insecurity | Greed | Desire | Optimism | Spite | Hostility | Kindness | Warmth | Intelligence | Experience | Trauma | Aggression | Gentleness |  Arrogance | Pride | Lust | Cruelty | You’re soft | You’re trusting | You seem honest | You’re humble | You’re cold | You’re closed off | You’re reserved and guarded | You’re unfeeling | You’re remorseless | You’re heartless | You’re inhuman | You’re frightening | You’re frightened | You’re devious | You’re unpredictable | You’re struggling | You’re lost | You’re broken | You’re disheartened | You seem headstrong | You seem difficult | You’re stubborn | I see hope | I see purpose | I see absolute conviction | I see compassion | I see a shining light | I see shattered remains | I see something familiar | I see a friend | I see an enemy  | I see a lover | I see thirst for blood | I see malicious intent | I see pity | You’re pitiful | I see darkness | You’re unwavering | You’re pure | You’re noble |

Send ‘Look into my eyes’ and my muse will bold what they see