#phoenix hen

[chateau-bluerose]

Raping the harpy and stealing her eggs but it's naething personal like retribution for voting against me ar anything ridiculous like that which she would never do, she's just a stress toy that pops out eggs when I use her

[chickenmuse]

I am vexed by the authority others claim to possess.

ft. Beyblade and Ivy

[chateau-bluerose]

The captain is used to it.

The audience.

Well known already among MSOC for many, many reasons, there is one particularly popular way to waste-- or, one supposes, spend, from a different viewpoint-- free time in the castle.

And that is to watch Oona Blurerose train.

Blame it on whatever-- genetics, good conditioning, an iron habit. But one understands that the bronze sculpted statue of a woman does nothing undeliberate. Every stroke and lunge, the striking dolls built for her tolerances. The harrowing clatter of blunted steel against its armor and wooden flesh. The soft grunts of effort. The way her hair looks tied up like that. The flex and stretch of her muscles, the sweaty glisten of the blue roses on her left shoulder. The way the air has a certain pressure around her.

A gravitational pull.

If not for how easy on the eyes it is, then to admire the power on display as she drags industrial truck tires behind her like a fucking horse, holding still a plate full of snacks and tea, in her sports bra and bike shorts and well-worn training sneakers.

A crowd gathers, but parts, for but one very important principal.

@princess-of-phyresis

[chickenmuse]

Actively searching for answers can lead to amazing discoveries.

(ft. Smut and Bong Water)