#muse:tehra

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Strangers // Tehra x Hiryuu

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It might have been a new city, but the story was the same - she’d cleared out one city and  the number of vampires and other nasty supernatural beings had grown in this one. And so the huntress had set her sights on it. Another jungle of concrete and cement, filled to the brim with creatures lusting after the blood of those she protected.

Of course, the first few days here had seen Tehra locate the perfect townhome and settle in. She’d discreetly moved her array of silver weapons into the two-bedroom before having her furniture and other items delivered. She was settled enough, and it was time to start making her presence felt by the bloodthirsty monsters in this godforsaken place. 

Tehra had started, of course, in one of the seedier club districts. While abandoned factories, warehouses, and other large structures typically housed the nests, it was good to start small in a new place. And so she sought out the places where the vampires would be seeking victims and started her hunt. 

It was easy enough, 200 years had really honed her tracking abilities - it was almost muscle memory at this point. Locate, track, kill, sleep, repeat. That’s all it ever was and this night would be no different. 

She’d found herself a group of three trying to lure a lonely, too-drunk girl away with them. It seemed to be working as they’d gotten her in a somewhat secluded alley away from the club and the girl only seemed to just then realize the danger she was in. Fortunately, for her, Tehra was there to stop anything from happening. 

With shocking ease, she ambushed the vampires - they were young, and too hungry to notice her scent creeping up on them. The first was dispatched in a matter of seconds thanks to a silver throwing knife to the heart. The other two were slightly more effort - they attacked her at once and got a few swipes in, but ultimately she decapitated one and stabbed through the heart of the other. 

It had become so easy it was almost laughable. Of course, she’d purposefully sought out the bottom rung of this city’s vampires. It wouldn’t draw the attention of the greater covens yet, but it was always good to start slow in a new city, lest the wrong pair of eyes see her. 

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Share a random sex fact about each of your muses.

Rynn would rather have passionate, intense sex than something soft and gentle most of the time. She leans into her sexuality as a weapon and a defense mechanism, and passionate sex puts her in more of a position of power since it’s so intense no one is looking too closely at their emotions. It’s carnal, animal. Gentle, loving sex terrifies her - she has to be vulnerable to do that, and she doesn’t want anyone to know that she’s capable of vulnerability - because when she’s vulnerable, others have the power. She doesn’t trust others to not run away or take advantage of her. For this reason, if a partner manages to get her to have loving, making-love type sex, it actually means a great deal and shows a trust she does not easily give. Tehra is actually quite submissive in the bedroom, and she tends to be a big cuddler after the fact. Due to being a warrior every second she’s outside her home, when she is behind closed doors and intimate with others she can be very sweet and affectionate - it allows her to express the woman she never got to be. Also, any partners that make it to her home will take note of the fact that its covered in a lot of tactile, soft, snuggle things. Faux fur blankets, plush pillows, and a very nice mattress characterize her life. She loves to be soft, she just doesn’t love for the world to know that about her. Granted, when she’s in a playful mood she can be quite the tease.{ @intraxvagor }

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Minor Update?

// Hello friends! I’ve decided to start truly putting some work into Tehra’s novel, and for that reason my muse for her may be slow on here. I don’t have any intentions of dropping threads and in fact I may even find new inspiration for some, but I just wanted to let you know. It’s also likely that any new threads I start will be for Rynn. That being said, if you DO want a new Rynn thread, please come into my inbox and let me know!

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'Behind the scenes'

Me: *motions accusingly to drafts* You see that? You see how many people love you and need you to help them save the world?

Tehra: *shrugging* but I’m really tired. Like so tired. And gods you always make it so sad

Me: Not always. You’re about to get reunited with Lomear.

Tehra: AFTER 200 YEARS

Me: Which is exactly why you should be rushing. 

Tehra: Don’t you have a novel to write about me?

Me: ....

Tehra: That you wanted to start NINE YEARS AGO

Me: You weren’t ready then.

Tehra: Ah yes, I forgot - you had to make me immortal first. Which is why I’m so tired.

Me: And I had to create Jack.

Tehra: .... all you have is a name. He needs a personality. 

Me: Male characters are HARD

Tehra: I’m not working until you do. 

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Fear of Being Found // Tehra x Artemas

@absqxatulate - “wandering alone at night “

It was always intended to be a normal night of hunting - she’d been in town a few days and she’d gotten her bearings. A few vampires had been hunted and slain, but she had yet to find any threads that would lead to something bigger. That was good news. If this town was mostly small, disparate groups they’d be dealt with much more easily. 

But something had felt wrong in the air that night. It was too still, too quiet in the usual places. It made the seasoned huntress suspicious. Usually there was some action - especially on a Saturday evening. There was so many people bustling about that prey was easy to find. But there was nothing.

Tehra changed her course, her senses telling her to go to a different part of the city, one where she knew a poor, but very full, hospital was situated. Occasionally she got these gut instincts, and Tehra had learned not to question them. She simply followed them.

She knew something was wrong before she reached the door - the power seemed to be completely out in the building and there were small groups of people huddled together inside the parking lot or trying to force their way into the vehicles of those that could drive. In the confusion, it seemed no one noticed the huntress which was a good thing. She could only succeed if the locals didn’t catch her saving them. 

The automatic doors opened easily, giving view to the dead security guards and receptionist just within. She’d grown used to the sight of innocent bodies by now, but these struck something in her. They were the most blameless of victims and the most sinister of murderers. 

The huntress picked up her pace, weapons drawn as the ran through the halls. Emergency lights silently blinked, illuminating the path of devastation before her. Each room she passed had been forced open, metal and door frame buckled from the hands of the vampire that had torn it apart. Rage had already begun to build inside of her, but it was being a more powerful force with every step.

Tehra quickened her pace again as she ran through the hallway - every room on this one had been broken into. Eyes landed upon the stairwell. That would be the only way to climb... to track down the coven that had committed this unforgivable sin.

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About: Tehra

She was the sharpest blade She never took her eyes off me Oh darkness I want to sing your song forever She lives in a lonely place With sharpened knives and razor blades She screams darkness I want to sing this song forever Oh I’m ready Oh I’m ready to hurt again Oh I’m ready Oh I’m ready to hurt again I can be the monster I can be the teeth sunk in your skin I can be the terrifying ultra-violent sin I can be the monster I can be the monster I can be the darkness you hold dear I can be the amplifying reason for your tears I can be the monster

@intoxicatingxminds: This reminds me of Zane and Tehra

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Signals // Tehra x Cole

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Help. 

She needed help. 

The thoughts came to her mind, unbidden and unexpected. There was no one to help her - not out here. She’d tracked the vampires out to this damn burned out church, which was quite far from civilization - the battle had been hard fought, and now she sat on one of the singed pews trying to process what to do next. 

Tehra was drawing in deep breaths, closing her eyes to focus on calming the pain. Her hand held the injury on her side, despite the shoulder wound crying for attention. She’d staunched what bleeding she could, but exhaustion had caused her to pause and just focus on the breathing. 

She doubted she’d die here, but it would be some time before she would be able to move. It was times like these Tehra really wish hunters weren’t expected to fight alone. A companion would have prevented this from happening, would have prevented her from coming so close to the edge. But that wasn’t something she had. 

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//I am obsessed with Wynonna Earp. She MIGHT just be Tehra incarnate