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shecharm · 10 months
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[ @miraruinada , starter call. accepting. ]
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Between five tails, blue flames ignite, highlighting her existence between two massive, bending oaks. The wandering soul is uncommon, though not unheard of. Her head tilts curiously, her eyes glittering like the stars high above. She crosses her legs where she sits on an old bench made of stone. At the bottom, moss grows. "It's dangerous to wander the mountains at night, you know."
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nobuverse · 4 months
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"Hey, it was a good piece of work. I'm not apologizing."
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maledictus-maleficus · 7 months
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         " The majority of you all may be insects crawling upon the ground to me, but there is one truth I have learned over the many millenia: "
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         " Love knows no class divide. "
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divinityunleashed · 29 days
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"Why waste your breath? No mortal is going to listen to you."
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"Mortals are always destined to tamper and destroy that which they cannot understand."
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rebelquilled · 1 year
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@miraruinada
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FEATHER FLIPPED AND DANCED about lithe fingers, frown tracing a downward curve upon her features. leaning back against the trunk of the tree, feathered ears folded back, wishing she could cease the vocals into SILENCE. to listen to just the crickets. the streams trickling beyond the thicket. a melody she far preferred. if only it wasn't so damn s u n n y that day... "you're still talking, huh? i stopped listening a few minutes ago so hope it wasn't important." had they even been talking that long? most likely not. xayah had tuned out nearly instant.
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sanguine-stained · 8 months
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💬 go wild
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"People get so hung up on the extremes of things that they miss the forest for the trees most of the time. They always want to... Be the best at something or eat the spiciest food or go progressively further and further. Nobody ever seems content to just enjoy being okay at something or to get a pretty spicy meal or whatever. This isn't even a dig at athletes trying their best, it's this... Mentality of never being happy unless you rush ever onward. It's awful. I don't get how humans do it."
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bloodstrength · 7 months
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miraruinada
you smell like a devilish little smile
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"-- bro, what the HELL does this mean?"
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nobuverse · 6 months
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@miraruinada
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"IGNACIO MY FUCKING HEAD IS GONE"
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maledictus-maleficus · 9 months
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" This is why just a dash of stupidity and pathetic behavior is always part of the golden ratio. "
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chainsawlove · 1 year
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@miraruinada​ replied to this post “ feral julie 👀 ”
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            𝕵𝖚𝖑𝖎𝖊𝖙  just licks her lips with a wide grin. 
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lxckheart · 1 year
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One-Liner || @miraruinada
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"Why yes, this beautiful barmaid is at your service. Just depends on your tolerance this evening."
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chronicparagon · 1 year
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😳
Your muse walks in on my muse undressed. Send me 😳 for my muse’s reaction. (add + reverse if you want my muse to walk in on yours)
It was a mistake. An honest mistake.
Harmony is sure it was, but at that moment, panic clouded her judgment. The door to her changing room swings open behind Harmony, revealing her body stipped to her lacy black bra and black hipster panties adorned with silver moons and stars all over it. Wide eyes dart up to the mirror to see the stranger right there. Her head jerks back with the violet dress that she was about to put on in her hands.
Eyes shut tight with the dress held to her chest as she screams. Harmony screams at the top of her lungs as her back press against the corner of the room. One hand holds the dress to her chest as the other snatches the plastic hanger.
"GO!" Is all she can say to the poor person. "Go, go, go! Please, go!" She snaps as warmth blooms in her tan skin. Her screams and shouts steal the wind from her lungs as she frantically swings the hanger as though it is a sword.
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"You don't know true happiness until you've passed out on a beach after gobbling four glizzies and slamming a forty."
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“If you call almost dying from embarrassment ‘happiness’ then I might assume you are right.” – blue eyes looked at him with some curiosity; why would anyone want to pass out in public?
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A small pause and a true confession.
“I have never had a glizzy. Nor a forty.”
Another pause.
“What’s a forty?”  
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sanguine-stained · 8 months
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@miraruinada
continued from here.
It was always rewarding making your own food, doubly so when there was others to enjoy it with. Dicing together fresh beef and pancetta for the meatballs, her mind turned to the man. What got her attention when it came to him...? The good conversation? Him being so down to earth? The community he had made? Thoughts left to stir until the cleaver met no resistance twice.
Now was the affair of adding what remained: onion, powderized breadcrumbs, garlic, salt, pepper, and bit of milk. She turned to thinking once more, before being rudely torn back to reality as she began placing the freshly formed meatballs into a skillet. More spices, crushed tomatoes, a little bit of water, the tinest trace of sugar and... Done. Pour a generous helping over the pasta she had made prior.
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"There! You're welcome!" His praise for the meal earned him a grin, something she struggled to hold as he assumed he was on the menu shortly after. She just rolled her eyes and sat across from him with a plate of her own.
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"You're correct, dear. Smoker blood does taste like tar and ash. It's why I made enough for the both of us."
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dunscaiith · 2 years
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soft & sweet sentence starters. @miraruinada​ said: ❛ you’re not alone. you never were. ❜
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     Scathach raised her eyes to the sky and swallowed. She knew that the master was just... being kind. He was pretending to know things he didn’t actually know as a way of relating to her. She supposed he thought that the idea that she was never alone (who exactly was supposed to be with her?) was comforting.  
     In truth, she knew damned well she was alone. After her last student left her in the 600s, not another ever returned, so far removed from the Age of Heroes was humanity at that point. Scathach never considered the spirits and creatures of the Otherworld to be great company. She was alone then, and even now, she was still alone. There was no other existence like her in the history of humanity. She was singular. Exceptional. So god damned exceptional.
     It may come as a surprise that Scathach did not respond angrily.
     No... she just looked down at her lap. Her eyes, the only part of her face visible behind her mask, looked tired. 
     “I was, master. You’ll never understand.”
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nobuverse · 7 months
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"...I hope I sound that cool when I grow up."
She only got about half of it, but it sounded really awesome. ( She did get the overall message, though! Promise )
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