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soardived​:

“ Well I think it was a GREAT fight. ”

“It was, however, I don’t think my Garchomp was prepared to get slapped in the face by Lasagna, quite literally.”

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♕ HOME :: RULES :: MUSE :: DOCS

indie, private, selective CYNTHIA of POKÉMON. 18+ only. canon-divergent; slight generations continuity. oc & multiship friendly. nsfw may be present, but will be tagged. likes & reblogs appreciated if you'd like to interact!

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✧ — ⋆    𝐒𝐎𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐋 𝐌𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐀 & 𝐓𝐄𝐗𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 . // accepting!

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✧ — ⋆    𝐒𝐎𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐋 𝐌𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐀 & 𝐓𝐄𝐗𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 . // accepting!

send  👻  for  a  snapchat  from  my  muse

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✧ — ⋆    𝐒𝐎𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐋 𝐌𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐀 & 𝐓𝐄𝐗𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 . // accepting!

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✧ — ⋆    𝐒𝐎𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐋 𝐌𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐀 & 𝐓𝐄𝐗𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 .

SOCIAL  MEDIA  PROMPTS .

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send  👻  for  a  snapchat  from  my  muse 

send  🐦  for  a  tweet  about  your  muse 

send  📸  for  an  instagram  post  about  your  muse

TEXTING  PROMPTS .

send  🍷  for  a  drunk  text  from  my  muse

send  😳  for  an  embarrassing  text  from  my  muse

send  💋  for  a  flirty  text  from  my  muse

send  😱  for  a  scared  text  from  my  muse

send  ✨  for  a  random  text  from  my  muse

send  😡  for  an  angry  text  from  my  muse

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send  😁  for  a  happy  text  from  my  muse

send  💕  for  a  loving  text  from  my  muse

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@timebranded liked for a starter

Cynthia could hardly believe that two months had passed since the events of the Distortion World.

They had been in there for about a month in the first place. She tried not to think about it much; thinking about it made her feel even more dazed, more confused, more...unreal.

She drummed her nails on the table of the ice cream shop, focusing on the tapping sound--grounding herself back into reality. She had invited Lucas here to meet up and, mostly, to check on him and see how he had been fairing.

The shop's bell sounded as the door opened, and she peered up, forcing a smile on her face.

"You're a bit late, you know~."

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@highrollingheir liked for a starter

Cynthia looked down curiously at the crumpled paper in her hand. Carlisle Casino... This had to be it. She nodded, taking a deep breath, and pocketed the paper. Her connections were...sometimes handy. Caitlin, mostly.

As she entered, all eyes fell on her. She shifted on her feet, feeling slightly uncomfortable; under normal circumstances, yes, the attention would be nice--but not exactly in a place such as this, she thought.

Clearing her throat, she stopped at the receptionist, nodding politely. "I'm looking for Grimsley," she said in a low tone, trying not to draw too much more attention. "Would you please, ah, fetch him for me?"

Her Unovan wasn't great, she admitted, but she was sure she had it right. She turned and swept her eyes over the place as she waited, hand lingering over a specific Ultra Ball on her belt.

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// like this post for a starter with cynthia, or my DMs are open for plotting!

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"Immortality is a beast of its own. I find myself fascinated by it...and yet...."

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♕ HOME :: RULES :: MUSE :: DOCS

indie, private, selective CYNTHIA of POKÉMON. 18+ only. canon-divergent; slight generations continuity. oc & multiship friendly. nsfw may be present, but will be tagged. likes & reblogs appreciated if you'd like to interact!

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// nyeheh im back and trying to get back into RPing/writing so...... im reviving this blog !! there will be some overhauls probably but i will be working on stuff \o/

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psa. if we’re mutuals, we’re automatically friends. u don’t need to say things like “sorry to bother” or “sorry im annoying” bc ur not. ur my friend. u can come to me for anything. u need help? im here. wanna chat? hmu. just wanna gush abt your muse? go for it. we’re friends. ily.

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❁ for Lucian (a hell of a lot of muses)

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❁ for our muses first time

@a-hell-of-a-lot-of-muses

They had been planning it for a while, but she was still nervous.

Mostly, Cynthia had wanted things to be perfect. Especially, the mood she set. She went the extra mile, inviting Lucian to her room at night, lighting candles and darkening the bedroom. That...was what people did, right? she had thought to herself, confused. Sure, she had been with a few here and there, but never in an actual, committed��relationship such as this.

Putting on a simple pair of black lingerie, she worried about Lucian noticing the scars on her body, but quickly pushed the thought away. Now was not the time! Her tattoo, at least, was sexy--she thought, chuckling to herself.

He arrived just on time, and she eagerly answered the door with a small and cute, “Hi,” before giving him a peck on the lips.

“I know I went the extra mile,” she said, closing the door and leading him to the large bed in the center of the room, “but I really just...wanted things to be special.”

She swallowed, heart racing as she kissed him softly, hands running through his hair, down his neck, to his collar... She wanted him already, but didn’t want to move too fast or put him off, doing her best not to show him just how desperate she was for his touch.

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“Quiet down or they’ll hear us...”

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Having sex in the broom closet of the Sinnoh League during a League meeting was probably not on Clair’s bucket list, but for Cynthia--oh definitely.

She hadn’t been able to contain herself any longer, and pulled Clair away during a break, pardoning them and promising that they’d return soon. She just needed to discuss something private.

Five minutes later, Cynthia’s belt had been unbuckled and pants fallen to her ankles as Clair teased her, slowly fingering her. The blonde was in shambles, gripping hard on Clair’s cape with one hand, the other kneading her own breast. A moan escaped her, followed by a soft, “fuck,” as she gently rode Clair’s hand.

“Quiet down or they’ll hear us...”

Hearing Clair say that had drove her absolutely mad, though she tried not to show it. She merely bit down on her lip and grinned through it, eye focusing on her partner’s.

“And so what of it?” she managed to breathe, hips bucking in rhythm to the woman’s fingers. “What are you going to do about it, Clair?”

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♧ to guide my muse’s hands where yours wants to be touched...

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And they were here again, in a state of undress and longing, this time in Cynthia’s room so late in the evening that nobody had probably noticed Klara slip in.

She was lonely, to say the least, and Klara’s company and, quite frankly, body, was the best remedy to that. Her hands explored freely, roaming the younger woman’s curves, pulling off clothes between heated kisses. She ached for more.

Feeling desperate and defeated, and wanting to go all the way this time, Cynthia grabbed Klara’s hands suddenly, looking up at her from her position in her lap. She felt like putty in her hands--there was something about this girl, she swore, that made her melt.

“K-Klara,” she stuttered, “please.”

Slowly, she guided the other’s hands to her exposed breasts. Her bra had already been unhooked and tossed, and her shirt unbuttoned around her. She shivered at the touch already, biting her lower lip and closing her eye. Oh, how pathetic she must have looked in that moment...but she had wanted it.

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// squints....how do we feel about................fankids