#ululeis

[hclified]

(   @ululeis   )   -   ♥  !!

interest swirls within butterscotch eyes  ,  hands clasped carefully in front of her chest.  “your tail is so gorgeous !! uhm  ,  can i touch it ?  i promise to be gentle.  pretty please~?”  &&  her head tilts with an innocent bat of lashes.

[lunaciies-archived]

She must be a descendant of wolves -- Because her skin smells as though it is pure moonlight.

         -- E.V. Rogina

gift aesthetic for @ululeis

[smiletorn]

@ululeis

【♕】❛ Umm... hello? ❜ Lips parted to speak the curious question, no doubt prompted by the appearance of the two women who certainly were not residents of Ueda. Their faces were much too beautiful, they had to be of nobility, no? Nonetheless, they had approached the priestess who had been casually snacking on dango, in her usual spot under the shade the store provided.

Her stomach churned when they had came near. Isanami could not place that feeling, but it felt unpleasant. Like something inside her was stirring in irritation. It was strange though, because as far as she knew, she had no grudge against these women. Thus, perhaps there was a bad piece of dango inside there? ❛ Are you looking for something? I can tell you’re visitors... and since I’m a local, I can help you with whatever it is you need. ❜

[reinepomme-blog]

@ululeis | starter call

❝You want an autograph? From me?❞

[conflagratiion-blog1]

@ululeis ♡ ‘d for a starter!

      one singular pale hand reached out & grabbed the person by their collar, just to tug them back & away from the STAMPEDING carriage that showed no signs of stopping. just as fionn thought it would, it zoomed past the two of them, the wind coming from it knocking the hood from her cloak off her head, revealing her rose tinted hair.

      ❝ gotta be careful around this part of town. people don’t quite c a r e if they set up & hook their things right. the only time they do is when someone gets hurt, ❞ a sly smile came over the dragon’s features, revealing the SHARP teeth hidden behind plump lips. ❝ sometimes you’ll get people like me, though. ❞

[fatescorned-blog1]

         “What was it they called you again?” A plume of smoke cast itself lazily from betwixt vermillion lips, boredom-laced and barely worth the viceroy’s fleeting attention. The woman before her was little more than dirt -- a savage; better to be swallowed beneath the earth than to allow even a moment for her to perceive her actions being worth any martyrdom or hope. Yotsuyu would quash that hope the same way she had every Doman that dare to swear loyalty to anything other than the E M P I R E; until all that was left were the broken pieces of a nation and her arrogant people who dare underestimate her.

          “Ah, that’s right, the Warrior of Light.” But her smile grew then -- wider and wicked for it -- and her ivory of her cigarette holder was returned to inhale the toxin. “Mayhap that has become a rather poor title, given the state of things. As far as I can see, you don’t have the ability to be much of a warrior of... anything?”

[lunaciies-archived]

@ululeis

          Undercurrents of the sweltering summer breeze swept lowly throughout the inner courtyard, carrying with it the faint scent of the ocean adjacent to the castle walls, his nostrils bristling with hints of whet stone and churning saltwater as he watched his little girl frolic and play from afar, sitting idly on an opaque marble bench but a few yards from where she was happily preoccupied with investigating her mother’s prized golden flowers. The demon needn’t turn around nor so much as crest his gaze over his shoulder to know that a certain someone had brazenly approached him from behind, motioning tiredly with a waving arch of his hand for her to come out into the light, lest she thought she still had left the element of surprise.

                  “ Don’t just stand there gawking. What is it that you want? ”