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Commission for @daughterofchains Thank you for Commissioning me! ❤

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“Yes my little ones, come to me, I will take you away from this horrible place, you will be safe with me~” She would chime as the souls danced their way into her locket, her song seemingly coming to a close but is rudly interrupted by a bloodied hand grabbing onto her ankle. Her whole form would freeze at the touch, her head slowly turning to glare down at the criten that had touched her.

Below her is a woman, ravaged by the beast that slaughtered her town, barely clinging to life as she gripped Esmirie “p-please, help me” she weakly begged the wraith woman. With a deep and gutteral growl that emits from esmirie she would forcefully pull her boot out from the dying womans hands and place the boot upon her head, forcing it hard to the ground with an audible slam “ How dare you touch me with your filthy hands, you ruined my good dress!” The wraith barked at the lesser woman, her sobs can be heard and begs for mercy.

“Mercy...? Hmmph since I am feeling so generous, I will do you the mercy of no longer suffering in this life. Once you die your soul had better depart before i devour it like the rest.” Before the dying woman could answer Esmirie would crush the her skull under her boot with one quick motion. She would watch the soul of the woman appear before her a moment, then fade quickly and taking heed of the Wraiths words.

Quietly she stood there, until she turned to look in Aatrox’s direction “I heard you, do not think I am unaware of your presence.”

Let’s be “Friends”

Oh she could smell the carnage, the blood, the death that filled the air, intoxicating her. The large wraith woman slithers through the shadows hastily to where the smell originated, her being aching to feed on the death of the mortals who met their sudden and unfortunate demise. As she comes up on the scene, she would stop and stare at all those who have perished. The death of so many looked so recent.

Carefully the woman would observe the scene, keeping an eye out for whatever killed them, to possibly still be around. But the sound of souls seemed far too tempting than her own safety, she would quickly head down to the bodies of the dead and begin her collection of souls, her feast that she had to do so little work to get. With a giggle Esmirie would extend her arms out and let out a soft song, luring the souls to her with her melody almost like a sirens song.

The souls would encircle her before sliding up her arm and into a small locket that acts as a small lantern much like the Wardens. She seems unawares of anything around her, shes out in the open, anyone could see her.

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Let’s be “Friends”

Oh she could smell the carnage, the blood, the death that filled the air, intoxicating her. The large wraith woman slithers through the shadows hastily to where the smell originated, her being aching to feed on the death of the mortals who met their sudden and unfortunate demise. As she comes up on the scene, she would stop and stare at all those who have perished. The death of so many looked so recent.

Carefully the woman would observe the scene, keeping an eye out for whatever killed them, to possibly still be around. But the sound of souls seemed far too tempting than her own safety, she would quickly head down to the bodies of the dead and begin her collection of souls, her feast that she had to do so little work to get. With a giggle Esmirie would extend her arms out and let out a soft song, luring the souls to her with her melody almost like a sirens song.

The souls would encircle her before sliding up her arm and into a small locket that acts as a small lantern much like the Wardens. She seems unawares of anything around her, shes out in the open, anyone could see her.

@theworld-ender

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“Hmmm, I sense another soul joining me this fine evening.. Pray, tell me who you are my dear, I promise to not hurt you.” The woman coos out into the dark, looking for whoever it is that watches her from a distance.

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Ships with height differences. Reblog if you agree

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moodboard of all the lingerie i want rn

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"Hmmm, I sense another soul joining me this fine evening.. Pray, tell me who you are my dear, I promise to not hurt you." The woman coos out into the dark, looking for whoever it is that watches her from a distance.

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"Grant them eternal rest, oh Lord... Embrace them into your army of undead Strike with vengeance those who oppose your will And lay waste to all those who shall be sent before you Walk with them and shield them from the blinding light of servitude And devastate your enemies as they die by your hand. Amen"

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I got a new kitty~

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If you roleplay a ship with me,

You will get— Adequate ship building time. Realistic obstacles for them to overcome. Sweet fluff. Sexy smut. (if you want) As much action as I can manage. Tons of angst. Possibly random drabbles. Occasional gif/photo sets, or manips. @ tagged in all kinds of things. Headcanons about anything and everything. Completely sick of my ass.

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Esmirie stood before a cliffside overlooking the ocean that surrounded her home, an angry glare piercing the waves as the crashed against the stone. Her mind recalling memories and events of her unlife, memories of those she had devoured and those she did not recognize. Her hands gently playing with the small mask that she wore as a child. These thoughts and memories were cut short however when she sensed a familiar presence nearby. Her Head would turn, long and red locks would shift in her movements and fall from Her shoulder and onto her back "... I was wondering when you would come to find me." @hook-and-chains

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Firefly Path

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Vampire Aesthetic

(it’s really not great but I tried)

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aesthetic | baz pitch