#musevarietate

[gatheringofsouls]

“Hey, don’t go deciding that on your own! Your life is your master’s now! So spill it, Elf Boy!”

@musevarietate

[witchamania]

@musevarietate​ heeded the starter call! aimed at Beowulf

“It’s fine.”

The words were strained, ground out through grit teeth as she cradled her mangled arm to her chest. She’d need stitches for sure and she knew her grip was going to be weak for a long while. There was no way that the beast’s fangs hadn’t torn through muscle, not with how she’d jammed her arm into it’s mouth and fed it her blood. It had been a risky endeavor, not sure if she’d be able to tame the thing long enough to slay it but it had worked with minimal damage.

Well, as minimal as could be expected all things considered.

“We should... grab it’s teeth and claws... before we go.”

Her arm throbbed and ached in time with her heartbeat, her hand slick with blood. At least it seemed to be slowing a little...

[sanguinecess]

@musevarietate cause Trevor is a rude boy

“First of all my good fellow.” She’d cross her arms for the moment. Staring up at the Belmont. “It is rude to make fun of a ladies height. Furthermore what makes you jump to the assumption that I am a Vampire?”

[musefestival]

@musevarietate

Might of been easier than she expected but, results are results. “I simply wanted to see how you was fairing. Given our circumstances at the moment. You have been keeping up with studies haven’t you?”

[nebulascribe]

Misty just... surprise motherfuckering Keith with a picture

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[stained-carmine]

Continued from here.

“Well, you are in luck!” The woman said as she placed both hands gracefully upon her chest before spreading her arms to the sides in a grand gesture.

“For I have arrived~!”

[devourersofgods]

@musevarietate sent:  ❛❛ Don’t be dumb, you could never be a burden. ❜❜  From Soma

Protectee/Protector Starters || Accepting

How could she not be? It was only a matter of time before she slipped up and everyone had better things to do than deal with her issues.

“How can you be sure?” She paused, thinking. That would just raise questions, she just hoped he wouldn’t pick up on that. “No, never mind, forget that. I…thank you.”

[liittlemac-a]

Rachel blushes. "I suppose we are doing a thing." She took a deep breath. "F-" She paused. "F-ffffff---" She looked at Mac frustrated. "F-ffffffff- Fornicate!"

“...Is that... A word?” That’s too fancy of a word to Mac. Flies right over his simple head. Whoosh. “Whatever. Jus’ say it wit’ me. F... uck. Fuck. It’s one syllable!”