krasiv-aya

[krasiv-aya]

                                                  ⊰   Don’t underestimate me ⊱

         because just as the p r e t t i e s t of storms

                                  strike with lightening or the most c o l o r f u l

             of roses have their thorns, I will deceive you with my beauty

                                                     and destroy you with my sins.

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Shipping meme!

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#\ you better work b!tch I memes /

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#ar muse #mods are asleep post musings #\ i'd drink to that I music /

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#ar muse #mods are asleep post musings #\ it takes time to look this good I pictures / #\ updating the interior I aesthetics /

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#ar muse #mods are asleep post musings #\ updating the interior I aesthetics / #\ it takes time to look this good I pictures /

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[[agron region is on hiatus until august. blacklist ‘mods are asleep post musings’ if you don’t wanna get spammed on @coranathema and @krasiv-aya. normal twice-a-day musing schedule will return along with the main group. see ya on the flip side ;) ]]

#ar ooc

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[[pssssst.]]

[[hey kid, come ova here.

it’s me, vetra v. ya girl katya’s been low on threads for quite a while and can always use the extra ones. hit that motherfucking like button for a big ol’ juicy starter from k herself.

no limits here. we’re gonna need aaaaaaaall the clientele she can get.]]

#\ can i take your order? I starter call / #ar ooc #1/2

[krasiv-aya]

    With the lights 𝐨𝐮𝐭, it’s less dangerous

  Here we are now, 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘶𝘴                        I feel 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘱𝘪𝘥 and ᴄᴏɴᴛᴀɢɪᴏᴜꜱ

#ar muse #2/2 #\ paging my contacts I text /

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RWBY Art Challenge day 19: Formal Wear

#ar muse #1/2 #\ it takes time to look this good I pictures / #\ a diva is a female version of a hustler I katya /

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Sort of an art trade with @actualbampot. MMA Cinder 💦

#ar muse #2/2 #\ it takes time to look this good I pictures / #\ a diva is a female version of a hustler I katya /

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      We’re all born with a 𝓭𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓶                     We wanna make come true.

               The best will 𝒄𝒍𝒊𝒎𝒃 to the top ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ.                                           The rest will end up ʟɪᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜ.

#ar muse #1/2 #\ paging my contacts I text /

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defaultant:

     ❝ mhm. i don’t trust any of th’ fucks in here. my gut tells me they’re all lookin’ for an easy break. ❞      as if to put emphasis on his mistrust of the other patrons, iggy tugs his hat a little lower and gives a quick glance around so that he can count heads. only when he feels katya’s eyes on him does he finally glare back, the angry expression only serving to highlight his current state.      ❝ the public sees what it wants to see. not like i really hide my shitty habits– my smokin’ habit ? they play it off like it’s some sorta bad-boy, playboy shit. they see me like a crooked prince charmin’. anyone could’ve easily tailed me here and seen me come in. hell, even the wurmples in here could easily rat me out to th’ press. not like i’d give a shit. ❞      the pause makes his frame tighten up, iggy KNOWING that the bartender is about to sling some shit at him.       he’s not expecting it to be about lillian though, and it catches him off guard– his teeth grit together, shoulders raise some, but then he gives an angry-sounding sigh.      ❝ don’t bring her up. leave her out of this.      i hadn’t seen her in YEARS. i’ve been champion for awhile now, and she just recently came out of th’ woodwork to come see me.      she’s innocent.      besides, even if she did know– that was in the past, she’d… forgive me. ❞      he can’t help but feel a stab of doubt, of anxiety even, in his gut. would she forgive him ? they’d known one another since they were children, and had been through a great deal together… she sought him out first, instead of it being the other way around.      ❝ she ain’t my girlfriend, either. we’re jus’ friends. i may love her an’ would do anything for her, but i don’t deserve her. ❞

“And what’s the matter with that?” Katya folds her arms and presses her lips together like she’s blotting lipstick. “We could all use an easy break sometimes. Speaking from experience.”

He’s angry. Good. She’s been dreaming of this moment for days, dressing him down. “I’m honestly surprised your little pet police woman hasn’t figured you out yet,” she continues, “Some people look dumber than they really are. Some people... just are. Or is the League that closely wrapped around your finger, Ig?”

Maybe she’s enjoying herself a little too much. Can’t play all the cards yet, of course, which is why she stands back for a moment to let Iggy blab about his one twue wub Lillian. When he claims that she’d forgive him, well... “You don’t sound so sure about that.”

Katya lets the words hang in the air, her nails clicking against the countertop. She’s watching him, just in case he decides that things are getting too personal. A girl had to know how and when to defend herself, after all.

“You’re right about one thing, though...” She leans in closer, and her voice drops to a husky whisper. “You don’t deserve her.”

#defaultant #\ on the prowl I ic / #[[(cora voice) what kind of a self drag is this]]

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poof

#ar muse #2/2 #\ it takes time to look this good I pictures / #\ agron's next top model I team / #\ astraea /

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The bar’s alive tonight, and that means profit.

Katya’s no stranger to busy, crowded nights. On some occasions, she herself would surface from behind the bar and join in the fights, giving Calypso and Astraea some much-needed exercise. But she’s on drinks this evening, and she prefers it to stay that way, thank you very much.

She’s dealt with rowdy patrons, but this. This is taking the cake. She recognized Damian Noir, her former boss, almost as soon as he entered. The same can’t be said for him, especially with how plastered he is now.

She smirks. Time for some fun.

With a lithe hand, she reaches out and plucks the pen like an Oran Berry on a bush, dangling it just out of reach from him. Her fingers apply pressure to the middle of it, threatening to snap it in half any second now. “Maybe you’d have more takers if you played by the rules,” she says, a smug look on her face.

“Not that I’ve ever known you to do so. Do I need to cut you off, Damian?”

( please, stop him, → @krasiv-aya​ )

          another win, another drink-!! damian tips his head back and allows the burning liquid down his throat once more─ a celebration ; the admin’s lost track of how many people that have fallen to his houndoom in battle. the canine sweeps a tongue across her fangs, brushing up against her trainer’s side. he’s at the well-acclaimed battle bar of primrose, enjoying the break he’d FINALLY been given from his duties─ what better way to spend it than drinks and pokémon battles, after all?

….. but he can’t help feel a bit disappointed. 

❝ seriously? that all this place got? ❞ his words are only slightly slurred as he speaks to the whole bar, arms cast outwards as he laughs. he earns some majorly disappointing glares from the faces of the bar ; mostly, those he’d defeated previously, ❝ ‘nd here i thought this place was supposed to be a challenge. ‘least the drinks are good. ❞ he casts his empty shot glass to the side, taking a seat and sighing dramatically. 

❝ that all? any more takers? no? how boring~. ❞ he still speaks loudly enough to be heard, his tone mocking and prideful, prompted by the lack of inhibitions thanks to the alcohol ( and, maybe thanks to his colorful personality. he doesn’t have to uphold his front here ). and then, just for good measure, damian draws in a long inhale of smoke conveniently from the pen he’d snuck in─ despite the clear no smoking rules. with a grin that could only be described as COCKY, damian’s eyes search the bar for any more potential challengers.

and, perhaps on a level he’s unaware of, searching for a familiar face. 

#hxundoomite #please stop him #\ on the prowl I ic / #[[HEWWO]] #[[oh she knows his face alright]]

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starstrukk - marina and the diamonds

#ar muse #1/2 #\ i'd drink to that I music /

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#ar muse #2/2 #\ it takes time to look this good I pictures / #\ a diva is a female version of a hustler I katya /

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moodboard - neon bisexual aesthetic

#ar muse #1/2 #\ it takes time to look this good I pictures / #\ updating the interior I aesthetics / #[[katya's bi #happy pride month]]