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@westcnjames

Truth Serum!: your muses can now ask mine anything and they will be forced to answer honestly!

ronan-caster:

resourcesfortheavergaeroleplayer:

Or you can send anons!

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and to @westcnjames​, but please don’t only send them to him!

airananase :

inthequiver :

💕 sensual meme edition

send me a number from 1-25, without peeking, and i will choose the suiting option for our muses and write up a drabble/starter/moment according to the image! (trigger warning for graphic sexual content and other mature themes)

          [01]    m.m  +  m.f  +  f.f           [02]    m.m  +  m.f  +  f.f            [03]    m.m  +  m.f  +  f.f            [04]    m.m  +  m.f  +  f.f            [05]    m.m  +  m.f  +  f.f            [06]    m.m  +  m.f  +  f.f            [07]    m.m  +  m.f  +  f.f            [08]    m.m  +  m.f  +  f.f            [09]    m.m  +  m.f  +  f.f            [10]    m.m  +  m.f  +  f.f            [11]    m.m  +  m.f  +  f.f            [12]    m.m  +  m.f  +  f.f            [13]    m.m  +  m.f  +  f.f            [14]    m.m  +  m.f  +  f.f            [15]    m.m  +  m.f  +  f.f            [16]    m.m  +  m.f  +  f.f            [17]    m.m  +  m.f  +  f.f            [18]    m.m  +  m.f  +  f.f            [19]    m.m  +  m.f  +  f.f            [20]    m.m  +  m.f  +  f.f            [21]    m.m  +  m.f  +  f.f            [22]    m.m  +  m.f  +  f.f            [23]    m.m  +  m.f  +  f.f            [24]    m.m  +  m.f  +  f.f            [25]    m.m  +  m.f  +  f.f 

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“well a private dance means that we go in one of the back rooms and you get me all to yourself.” the red head explained to the apparently new client.

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“you don’t know that for sure.” the red head said, hearing the blonde’s words from her spot on the side of the stage.

“Its final, I’m going to be a waitress forever.” said the blonde, standing towards the back of the club as she took off her now wet apron, leaving her just in the short black dress she wore to work. She had spilt yet another drink on herself, and even though it was due to some drunk knocking into her, she would still get blamed, she was sure.

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evaxleven:

The night was young and Eva had just walked into the main club. The silk dress she was wearing was a perfect mix of fitted and loose. The woman was working tonight, something that always put her in a good mood. No one had requested yet, but she knew it would come quickly. Escorts were always quick to be taken, the clients were rather fond of them. A drink was what she needed to start the night just right and so she walked to the bar. Hands on the counter, she looked to the person next to her and smiled. “That looks good,” she said. “I’ll have the same please,” she asked the bartender. Once her drink was placed in front of her, she looked at the other and raised her glass. “Here’s to a good night.”

“it’s an amazing drink, actually.” commented the girl, clinking her glass to the woman’s and sipping at the pink drink. “its really just a strawberry margarita, but i call it a pink one for fun.” she liked pink.

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“you should try the pink margarita, it’s probably the best drink i’ve ever had.” the red head commented, overhearing the drink that the brunette had ordered.”

Bella walked into Indulgence, clad in her dark blue dress with a deep cut along the chest, clutch and pumps, as she pursed her lips at the thought of working at a night like this. Usually, she would be dragged into any kind of club by any of her collegiate friends, or any of her friends in the modelling agency – or sometimes by clients from her little black book she kept. Coming from a very Southern state in Miami, Florida, Bella was more used to the rather open thought of ‘do whatever you want with your body’ and a massage was the least bit of thing that crossed her mind. However, when she had greeted the bouncer outside and entered the double doors to the familiar sights and sounds and smells of the club, the brunette woman thought that maybe she should get a drink. Moreover, Bella thought herself lucky to actually have to come here to work on her own free will, even if she was just going to take a drink. Ushered into the direction of the bar as she was walked in, Bella walked up to one of the bar stools and sat down, ordering something simple to start off to the bartender nearby, as she started humming to herself lightly.

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@carson-chambers

Blaire stretched while she had the private room to herself, knowing exactly who her client was and eager to dance for him. When she heard the door crack open, she didn’t bother letting down her leg, simply opened her red lips to speak, “I hope you’re here to Indulge in all of your deepest desires.”