Anonymous asked:
You are cute. I would like to bite you and then lick you all over.
"Haven't you heard? I don't play well with others."
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“I’m not surprised.” It wasn’t in Kora to be completely compliant. She’d have been more surprised if the girl hadn’t gone a little crazy with the sudden burst of freedom… But alas, here she was, back in the cells. Coco enjoyed it, actually. It meant that she could get her whenever she wanted, and aside from paying off the guards, she didn’t have to ask anyone. Perhaps she would look into making it more… permanent. She always had a soft spot for the little wolf.
A hand went to the small of her back as the two of them walked out of L’Enfer and out to the black sports car that waited for them at the bottom of the steps. Coco unlocked the door for Kora before sliding around to the driver’s seat and getting in. “I know that you’ll be quite full of eating me later, but is there any actual food that you want, Kora?”
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Kora doesn’t respond at first, instead giving the demon mistress a look that says of course you aren't before continuing, “I got knocked out at some point - received a nasty headache.” She had also been saved by a gargoyle but decided to keep that particular bit of information to herself as she quietly follows Coco out to her car. She misses driving, and as she slides into the passenger seat she begins to fiddle with the radio.
She almost misses what the mistress says, but feels her cheeks flair with heat. “Why do you always do that?” The wolf admittedly is already squirming in her seat at the thought of a night with her when in the beginning their relationship had been very different. Until the mistress had worn her down - and then built a trust between them.
Music fills the car and Kora turns to look at the blonde. “...You know I tried to go vegan once. It’s not possible.” There is a bit of a story behind her words, but Kora is suddenly filled with laughed. “Can we have steak...or a greasy burger?” She could due to gain a little weight; the cells weren’t the best environment.
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She was the most adorable, little thing - something that Eleonora took great pleasure in seeing, but would have enjoyed even more to break. It was surprising to her that the little wolf wasn’t claimed. This place had surely changed in her 300 years of sleep, and so many pretty faces were held within the cells… Faces Ellie wished she could ruin herself. All in due time, she supposed. “Isn’t it? You came just in time. I was thinking of moving in furniture.” Sass soulmates, it seemed.
“Oh, you mean saving your life, little one?” A smile lifted her lips and caused the dimples in her cheeks to sink in. Ellie finally tore her attention away from the magazine and looked to the wolf instead. A brow quirked at her next words. “A momentary setback, I’ll admit.” Though she did have plan. “I wonder which you look better in – covered with blood, or juices.” Eleonora’s… to be exact.
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“Maybe add a curtain over the door.” Kora smirked at her own suggestion, realizing that the two of them were similar in some ways. It was almost refreshing - something she hadn’t realized she needed until the blonde had swooped in like some demon bird a few nights prior.
Little one - the shewolf has been called much worse, still here it seems to denote a sort of status that always grinds at her nerves. “Yes, that, “ there is a roll of eyes, though she’s grateful, its evident that she doesn’t want the fact rubbed in her face. “And blondie - you aren’t that much bigger than me. My name is Kora.” She’s struck by how pretty the other is and that smile that graces her prim features as she quietly looks her over. Friend or foe - Kora isn’t exactly sure yet. And then as if on cue, heat spreads like a flame across her cheeks. Oh no.
“Uh….I don’t...what?” She finds herself stammering to find her vocal footing, images of things shes done in and out of these cells flashing through her mind.
K O R A S T O R M
↳ 👮 for a moodboard about my muse’s occupation
Sent by: Anonymous
Before ending up in Thorn Haven, Kora worked for a powerful witch. She is more than just claws and teeth and death threats: She has the skill to back it up.
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Send a symbol for your muse to find mine...
🌷- Alone
🥀- Dying
🤕- Injured/sick
☠️- Dead
🐥- Alive
😈- Possessed
👻- As a ghost
😼- Transformed into an animal/monster
🦋- In a joyful mood
☔️- In a somber mood
☀️- Overheated
☃️- Shivering from the cold
💫- Dazed and dizzy
💦- Crying
🍇- Extremely hungry
🏇🏻- Being chased
🗜- Stuck in a trap
🔮- In a dream
🛌- Bedridden
📖- Reading/studying
🎍- Tending to a shrine/visiting a grave
🌼- Caring for some plants
⭐️- Stargazing
☄️- In a dangerous situation
( for @mercyedwards & @esmebheriya too~ )
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THE GARGOYLES were perhaps the only ones that no one would find running to the entrance to their cells at the mention of ‘yard time’. Eleonora was included in that. What good little puppies they were, so eager to be removed from their little kennels. On the plus side, it meant that she got the cell to herself for a while. She should have her own cell regardless, but that was another issue. In the back of her mind she counted all of the ways that they were lucky she wasn’t a mistress anymore.
Even the brand couldn’t stop the feeling of eyes on her. She looked over her shoulder, regarding the other with a lift of her left brow, “Stop staring.” Those cerulean hues rolled as she looked back to a magazine that one of the guards had given her. Today’s fashion was so strange, but… cute, in an odd way…
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Kora was standing in the open doorway to the cell, her head propped against the cool steal. She shrugs her shoulders at the blondes words dismissively. When she noticed the other sharing space with the rest of the slaves after the attack - the wolf had grown curious. She had assumed the gargoyle had simply left during the chaos but it was all too clear she too had been captured. “I like what you’ve done with the place. It’s homey.” Her words are filled with as much sass as the roll of the others eyes. A smirk graces her features as she stands there with her arms crossed.
“Just - came to say thanks - for the other day.” Kora is as independent as they come and it is usually very difficult for her to take or accept help from anyone. However, she had almost lost her life, hadn’t she? “But I’m sorry you ended up here, trapped with the rest of us.”
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Send ‘♥’ if you ship our muses together.
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moodboard meme
send me one of the following symbols and i’ll make a moodboard for my character.
- ✿ for a general moodboard about my muse
- 💛 for a moodboard about our muses’ relationship
- ❤ for a moodboard about a romantic relationship of my muse
- 💗 for a moodboard about another significant relationship in my muse’s life
- 💕 for a moodboard on my muse’s view on romantic and/or sexual relationships
- 👗 for a moodboard about my muse’s fashion style
- 👶 for a moodboard about my muse’s childhood
- 🏠 for a moodboard about my muse’s home aesthetics
- 🍕 for a moodboard about my muse’s favorite foods
- 👮 for a moodboard about my muse’s occupation
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“That’s very Disney of you.” Micah’s grin is wide and white and charming just to spite that flicker of irritation he could feel in her. “Everything is meant to be broken, especially promises.” He hummed. “I am sure it would be a conversation.”
“Oh, you like me.” Micah smirked, teasing when her fingers flexed into fists. Then continued: “Half human, I suppose. Raised by one though, so…” He figured it made him more than just half. There was really nothing angelic about him except for the accident of his birth. “Nephelim. An angel diddled my mother and nine moths later I happened. Should I play dumb and guess what you are?”
Kora laughs, genuine humor uplifting the corners of her mouth. “Well, I did spend quite a bit of time in the fae realm. It’s sort of like Disney, except they enjoy making humans dance and play music until they bleed.” The unseelie were wicked creatures.
“I don’t like anyone.” She corrects him quickly. Well, she couldn’t stand about 98% of Thorn Haven’s population, slaves included. Those she cared about were either gone or dead. Only one hadn’t left her yet, but time would tell. Kora didn’t have it in her to care about anyone else or let them in. “Figures you would be a big dumb angel.” She mixes drinks at Vice for one. Can’t seem to keep her distance from them.
“Sure, let’s play. What am I?”
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There is another chuckle on his lips as she shoves at him. Touchy subject, Micah observed with a pleasure, mouth cocked up in one corner. “Everybody makes promises.” Honestly, if a person talked it was likely to do just that, promise shit they couldn’t deliver - to hurt you, to help you, to stay out of your fucking way. Always lies. But that’s life.
“Revenge. What a pointless reason.” Micah sighed, “Who cares about things like that?” But he figured if there was something a dragon would have it was fire, the drive to care about shit.
“Me?” He smirked. “Besides, roguishly handsome?”
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“Promises aren’t meant to be broken. But I’ve sent time with those who hold promises at their word.” He would be taken out and played with eventually. But maybe that was exactly the thing this man wanted. Maybe he’d been enslaved willingly, she had heard worse. “Why don’t you ask him yourself. I’m sure it will be an interesting conversation.”
Kora’s feels her hands flex into fists as his cockyness. She’s going to punch him, She can feel it in the way he causes the wolf within her to rattle its cage. “Ignorantly human.” She gives him a smile. She should just knock him out and drag his unconscious body to the dragons feet as a sort of sacrifice. The thought paints a pretty picture in her mind.
Kora was quietly curled up in her sorry excuse for a bed: a cot barely appropriate for any body to properly lay upon. And yet, her dainty frame barely takes up half the given space. She has given less of her sass to the guards today too, but that may be due to the shift in cellmates. One in particular.
“Duke...” Hes across the cell, sitting within his own space. It is the first time they have shared a cell, but she’s known him about as long as she’s been an unwilling slave to this place. She turns her body from the wall to face him and she leaves her arm outstretched for him. “I don’t feel well,” they both know her to be in perfect health given her very species, “will you lay down with me, please?” They had done things like this before, but then she had been free and claimed. ~ @lostxdarragh
I'll eat you out from behind the bar - slowly, teasingly. Make sure that you're dripping and your thighs are sticky. Maybe I'll let you cum. Maybe not. But once your shift is over, you'll be the one to want to jump on my cock. I'll let you. You can ride it however way you like before I bend you over the bar and fuck that tiny delicious cunt of yours. I'll soak your petite body in vodka and lick it off you. Then I'll cum inside you - before throatfucking you and cumming all over your face.
“You’re....You’re as bad as Coco.” She feels her cheeks instantly inflame and she has to quickly look away from Brandon, while also fighting the urge to place her hand over his spewing mouth.
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“A couple, huh?” Damn. Micah let out a low whistle, “Didn’t know rehoming your slaves was an option. How considerate.” He chuckled, scratching at his chin, mulling over the woman’s words with an apathetic sort of detachment. “What, a single brand didn’t do it, so they had to put chains on him too? Bummer. Honestly, I was hoping for the full-on dragon experience, you know - claws and shit. Firebreathing. That’s a bit like promising me Disneyland and bringing me to Camden Park instead. Just a big ole letdown. So why’d they go berserk on this place then?”
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The other slaves words gnaw at Kora’s nerves and she shoots him a glare as she stands from her seat upon the ground. She shoves him - and if she had her strength he would have at least been forced a few steps back. “No - they make their promises and then they leave you. And then your ass is dragged back to the cells and it happens all over again.” She’s bitter, and taking that bitterness out on a newbie. She can’t help it, but her eyes flash gold before she backs off.
“He almost burned down the entire town - the chains are just extra protection. Or for show, I’m not sure.” His references to amusement parks go completely over Koras head - she didn’t exactly have a normal childhood, far from cotton candy and roller-coasters. “I don’t know why he did it - he just did. Revenge, maybe.” It isn’t her place to know and the dragon scowls too much for her to currently brave speaking to him.
“What are you?”
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kcrrigan
TELL ME HOW YOU’D FUCK ME.
In vivid fucking detail. If I’m too embarrassed to post it, you win. But you won’t.