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[thecreativeforge-a]

Sinday Santa Anon here 🎄

Tell your followers one secret, naughty fact about your muse! If you're a multimuse, feel free to do this for as many muses you wish.

Happy Holidays, Stay Spicy 😉

Secret, naughty facts, huh? Under the line ;)

Willow would love to try a threesome some day.

Funnily enough, Carmina's thing in the bedroom is her weakness too: Blindfold her and she's all yours. She also likes to bite.

Rashad likes it rough. He's open to suggestions on how, exactly.

Mave is fond of pet names and nicknames in the bedroom, as long as they are not degrading.

Uniforms really do it for Valery.

A good makeout session really gets Remington going.

Roy is really good with his hands. Do with that as you wish.

Jason's scars are very sensitive, and while he won't admit it aloud, he enjoys having the right person caress or touch them.

(Haven't experimented enough with the rest, but will update if I remember~)

[thecreativeforge-a]

"I'm flattered, but um..." Remington watched the man slumped against the chair with a mildly concerned gaze, looking around for a moment as if expecting someone to pick this stray up from the main reading hall though it didn't appear he was accompanied in any way.

"... You're at the library, sir." He cleared his throat as he looked back at him, offering the man a polite smile. "I can call you a cab, if you want? Or offer you a bottle of water?" He did seem rather out of it, and the last thing Remington needed on his shift was another drunkard wandering into the wrong building.

”I’m always happy to chat if you’ll buy me a drink, then again I could offer you one… you look great.”

[thecreativeforge-a]

Influenced him? Guess some people take dares too seriously, heh. Whether it was for the drinking or being drunk at a library, he supposed he had to give some points to a limited creativity. "I'm just glad to see you're healthy and safe. This library had a few stumbling souls about that looked like they had much better days." He said in some conciliation, watching the man attempting to finish the water bottle.

"Are you from around? You got a safe way to get from here back home?" He asked.

Remington placed the bottle of water on the table next to Elliot, nodding as he was thanked before sitting down next to the recovering stranger. "It's okay. You're not the first to stumble in here in their... Confusion, and you'd likely not be the last." He offered sympathetically. Remington had a few nights of his own where he got completely hammered that he didn't even remember where he got where he was when he sobered up.

Then again, while this man did appear tipsy, he didn't look... Out of it. But everyone handled their alcohol differently, right? "You should try and eat more before you drink. It'll make you drink less and handle your alcohol better." He offered with a small smile, leaning back against his seat.

[thecreativeforge-a]

Remington placed the bottle of water on the table next to Elliot, nodding as he was thanked before sitting down next to the recovering stranger. "It's okay. You're not the first to stumble in here in their... Confusion, and you'd likely not be the last." He offered sympathetically. Remington had a few nights of his own where he got completely hammered that he didn't even remember where he got where he was when he sobered up.

Then again, while this man did appear tipsy, he didn't look... Out of it. But everyone handled their alcohol differently, right? "You should try and eat more before you drink. It'll make you drink less and handle your alcohol better." He offered with a small smile, leaning back against his seat.

As the man was coming to his senses, Remington glanced up just a little above the man's head, taking account of his number. Decent, he supposed—he'd seen people about that man's age that died younger. His eyes flicked back down at the stranger as he made the strange request from him after agreeing to some water, Remington standing up a little more straight at the oddity.

"Um... See the world clearly?" He repeated, noticing the golden flecks in the man's eyes, and though he was curious, he didn't dare to itch the scratch of asking what's wrong with them. "I'll go get you some water. You stay here for now, yes?"

[thecreativeforge-a]

"Oh, of course." Remington hardly ever saw anyone use computers to get directions anymore, people mostly using their phones for the task, but maybe this man had no phone. Or lost it. Who knows? Not his place to judge. "If you want them printed or anything, just let me know and I'll make sure it's done."

Remington placed the bottle of water on the table next to Elliot, nodding as he was thanked before sitting down next to the recovering stranger. "It's okay. You're not the first to stumble in here in their... Confusion, and you'd likely not be the last." He offered sympathetically. Remington had a few nights of his own where he got completely hammered that he didn't even remember where he got where he was when he sobered up.

Then again, while this man did appear tipsy, he didn't look... Out of it. But everyone handled their alcohol differently, right? "You should try and eat more before you drink. It'll make you drink less and handle your alcohol better." He offered with a small smile, leaning back against his seat.

[thecreativeforge-a]

As the man was coming to his senses, Remington glanced up just a little above the man's head, taking account of his number. Decent, he supposed—he'd seen people about that man's age that died younger. His eyes flicked back down at the stranger as he made the strange request from him after agreeing to some water, Remington standing up a little more straight at the oddity.

"Um... See the world clearly?" He repeated, noticing the golden flecks in the man's eyes, and though he was curious, he didn't dare to itch the scratch of asking what's wrong with them. "I'll go get you some water. You stay here for now, yes?"

”I’m always happy to chat if you’ll buy me a drink, then again I could offer you one… you look great.”