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bastard-basket · 1 year
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Slowly updating character ref sheets part 1
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“You’re lookin like a fine pile’a shit, hun. What’re you doin’ out here in this godawful sleety weather?” (Voladea to Jules! Also, hello!!)
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"Not by choice, I'm afraid."
Jules did his best not to stare at the demoness towering over him, but it was hard not to. He took his top hat off to shake the water off of it, best he could.
"Not really many other places to go for me. How about you? I'm not sure if you can catch a cold, but if you can, you would in weather like this.
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@sunshine-muses liked X for a starter, from Escigos for Voladea
Bars were not exactly Escigos' scene, never had been and never will be. She never could wrap her head around why so many mortals were obsessed with poisoning themselves regularly. The only reason she was here in the first place was to meet a contact to gather information for her ever growing library. Unfortunately her contact was running late, meaning she was stuck here surrounded by intoxicated humans.
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corvus-oculum · 4 years
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Enjoying some peace and quiet while the gf is up to her own business (or just being studious this lovely afternoon)?
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thedanceoftime · 4 years
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Rhyme knows she's flushed, it's hard not to be. It's hardly a habit to just go up to a woman she didn't know and propose a date. But....this dame was much more than beautiful, now wait...dame isn't right anymore, this mysterious...beatcat? No, probably not right, this fierce /lady/ was ...a fascinating person. To say the least.
"O...oh! I didn't expect a yes, well, follow me. I know a swell place that serves the best ribs, big ones too."
Feeling just a bit awkward, Rhyme starts to walk out of the bar. Wondering if her ....chosen look was off-putting. She'd been pleased with the cute, sort of doll-like look. She used to think dolls' had the prettiest dresses when she was younger...and she had been feeling nostalgic. But now... she's worried.
"I shoulda said this before I asked to spend time with you. My name is Rhyme, what can I call you?"
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@frostymuses
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herotried-a · 5 years
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↕ + 7’7 ejfhjdjf tol
height differences || accepting.
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5′4″ — 7′7″
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     ❝ You make me feel like a child . ❞
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nighttbound-a · 4 years
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@frostymuses​
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“Please, I need Voladea to know that I respect her power. It is. SO annoying to see people come at her all the time about men. Anon, nobody cares, her muscles are too big for jackass men to be relevant. Truly tragic that you want to butt in.”
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Voladea very gently begins to stack giant marshmallows onto Keeva’s head. “How many do ya think we can balance on here till they tumble?” She asked as she went to place another. “I stole like ten bags of these; figured you could make some things with ‘em since they go good in desserts. Also planned to have a little fight with them since they’re so soft and harmless.”
“HooHoo! They smell like pure sugar. Can I taste one of ‘em please?” Keeva chuckled and held still as a stone as Vola stacked them on her head.
“Ooo! So a food fight ye say? Lune an Astar will love that when they get here. An we’ve been cookin up a storm fer tonight. I hope ye like Roast Wild Boar with all the trimmins.”
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Voladea gently tilted Rinnah’s head up by her chin, leaning down to give her a kiss right on the lips. Then, she pulled away just a little, a toothy smile dressing her worn features. “You keep bein’ cute an’ I might just have ‘ta spoil you.”
@frostymuses
She'd been a bit lost in thought, just enjoying the sun on her skin, when a shadow fell over her. Her brows furrowed, and she looked up to catch sight of who had stepped in front of her. Before she could, however, there was a hand on her chin, and lips on her own. Rinnah blinked a few times when the other had pulled away, but was soon smiling brightly upon recognizing just who it was.
"Well," she said with a bit of a playful smirk, "Think you'll have to start with the spoiling, then. Don't think it's possible for me to not be cute, honestly."
Rinnah gave Vola a kiss in return, a happy warmth flooding her body. There really was nothing better than physical affection, in her book.
"I'd like to reciprocate, though, with more than just being me. You deserve to be spoiled, too."
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cosmicdreamt · 4 years
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@frostymuses Liked for a starter for Voladea!
Anyone else being next to someone so tall would be rather intimidated, especially looking like the fiery demon that Neff so happened to spot on her walk. However Neff’s life was anything but ordinary and she’d become more curious about the new types of people and creatures she’d meet.
This case was no different, looking up with calm eyes.
“.....you look like you could use a drink. Do you drink?” The chubby woman cocks her head to the side, making sure to still be considerate of the lifestyle of others. “If not....we’ll make something work. Can always go for coffee or tea, too.” A should of her shoulder. “You just look like you might’ve had a bad day and could use a turn of events.”
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bastard-basket · 1 year
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| @draggeddowntothedark | Cont. |
     The weather was far from pleasant, however it would take much colder temperatures to have more of an effect on her absurdly warm body. Regardless she didn’t enjoy being pelted by shards of ice and freezing rainwater, nor did she suspect as much from this sorry fellow.
     She could taste his unease. Who was she to blame him? It was reasonable to be unnerved by her sudden approach, at this hour, and being as large as she was… Thankfully this Demon did not lust for blood- not at the moment, anyway.
     A piercing orange gaze flickered over him for a couple of seconds before she spoke. “I got fire in my belly- usually keeps them nasty colds away from me,” she chuckled in a bit more of a gentle tone. As she did, one of her massive wings unfurled itself to provide a temporary shelter for him. 
     “Nowhere to go, eh? I remember them days.” Technically she still was homeless, but between stolen valuables and heists she’d enough pocket change to keep herself off of the streets, at least. “There’s a cozy lil tavern not too far from here. Why don’tcha join me for a drink so we can get outta this shit, yeah? On me.”
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dangerous-times · 5 years
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Voladea straight up just flicks Mister R directly on the back of his head. It is a complete mystery as to how she gained access to commit such an act! (pcssypcwer, for the anger meme dgdhjsk)
Flick.
Just give him a moment to register the incredulous nature of the action just committed upon his head.
Someone had just flicked his head, in his own office, without even a single alert or warning to be had. He’s going to fire whoever is his security, considering all the fools and wackos that keep slipping inside his facility. The mere thought of this annoyance brought a tired, strained exhale through his nostrils, whilst the pencil he held simply crumbled to pieces of fine lead and wood.
“When I turn around, you best be gone, or else that finger? I’m stuffing it down your throat.”
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corvus-oculum · 3 years
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Voladea slowly slides a tiny pumpkin towards Marcelle. It is filled with treats for the most part, but the subtle eyeball in the mixture is fairly noticeable. “Happy Halloween- stabbed a guy and stole his candy just for you!”
Marcelle’s normally more collected self lets out a soft yelp in surprise at the festive gesture. Simultaneously mesmerized by the bright wrappings and the thought that went into bringing them here as a gift, she leans back to give Voladea a little, greatful peck on the cheek (something that couldn’t be done without hovering given physical constraints, no doubt). 
“...My hero”  She exclaims, popping the eyeball into her mouth in one fluid motion. “This is perfect, thank you. And one less smug asshole off the streets.” 
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herotried-a · 5 years
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“ what happened to you? “  (the bandaging wound meme from very concerned mom demon)
bandaging wounds || accepting.
     Gray orbs flick up to meet the demon’s, glaring at her from under a creased brow. It seemed whatever knocked him up had put him a sour mood, too. Or maybe he was just hungry. Who knows.
     His sleeve was pushed up over his shoulder, exposing his arm completely, along with the numerous scars that littered it. Shallow scratches bleeding crimson broke the surface of his skin, and he patched many of them with a bandaid and nothing more.
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     ❝ I stubbed my toe . ❞ He replied, voice dripping with sarcasm.
     He knew that trying to cut anything harder than iron would leave only leave him with scars on his skin, and yet he still tried to cut through a steel chain-link fence. Now he’d have plenty of marks all over his arm to remind him, not that it would stop him the next time he forgot.
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Tag dump: Voladea 
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🌶 voladea (@ Draconna)
“You burn brightly like the sun and the stars. You are strong as well as soft, and as passionate a lover as I could ever wish for. Under all the hurt, anger, and gruffness that life has molded you into is a good heart that is a glorious thing to behold. Your eyes catch me in their hold every time.... and you smell like beef.” Draconna grins and laughs at the last part. 
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