"¿Quién era ese loco? ¿De dónde salió?" ( @mayach @ichivro )
"¿recuerdas el discurso del vástago en la rage room?" con sus brazos abrazando su cintura, ideando un plan para poder encontrar a quienes los anarquistas se habían llevado, es que lo dice. "es el mismo sujeto. por lo que dijo, pareciera que está buscando algún tipo de venganza que no logro comprender" suspira sin necesidad, un mero reflejo. "¿o no lo crees? ¿será otra tarea de ponernos a prueba?"
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"si sigues pasando por ahí, como si nada, te llevarán a ti también." @mayach
sus movimientos quedaron congelados cuando escuchó aquella voz familiar alertándole desde atrás. le mira entonces por encima del hombro, sin esmerarse en estirar una de sus sonrisas más clásicas. "a ti también te llevarán por seguirme." es una advertencia de que quizá estaba pensando hacer una estupidez.
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“ well, color me surprised! i thought i'd be completely out of place at a comic store- and i am, don't get me wrong - but it's kinda cute in a nerd-chic way. ” // @cotiere
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open to: any muse with a dick :)
context: my muse, maya, is usually quite shy and submissive. except for tonight, where she’s decided to be bold, joining your muse under a blanket, sitting on their lap, with other people in the room while you watch a movie.
kinks: taboo, exhibitionism, public sex, cockwarming, unsafe sex, pussy job, teasing, edging, power dynamics, age gap etc
this wasn’t like her, really. she wasn’t the type to take a risk like this, to take initiative, or control. she liked to be taken control of. but today she felt ... different. she felt like doing something unexpected. it’s why she waited until everyone else had sat down, glancing around the room and finding no spare place for her, choosing to join them in their arm chair, inviting herself under their blanket and making herself comfortable on their lap. she smiled at everyone else, shrugging at their brief glance but it was a seemingly innocent act in their minds, so they didn’t question it. adjusting slightly, she shifted her hips so that her shorts slid aside and she turned her head towards them with a too sweet a smile. “you don’t mind, do you?” she asked them quietly, enough so the others could hear her but in a breathy tone that she knew they would recognise as wanting. moving her hips, maya rubbed her bare cunt over their crotch, breath hitching as she felt the length of their cock through their sweatpants. her hand, unseen by their company, slipped under the blanket draped over their laps and palmed their cock, slowly stroking their shaft through the fabric, brushing her thumb over the clothed head of their hard cock. “tell me to stop if i fidget,” she smiled, body warming as she touched them. “you know i can’t sit still.”
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salmon so tasty it make me eat hasty / when salmon is finished the joy is diminished
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Para que nuestros personajes se encuentren en la SALA PEQUEÑA.
' maya de gangrel. ' remeda con mofa tal cual la muchacha mencionó en el callejón. ' ¿ya ves? ' se acerca con los manos en los bolsillos, una sonrisa tranquila curvándole los labios en una mueca relajada. disimuladamente fue susurrando. ' la razón por la que ninguno debía decir su nombre. ' le mira de reojo mientras inhala profundo y vuelve a exhalar. ' ¿qué dirás en lo que te interroguen? porque va a pasar. ' @mayach
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Just opened my fic document and found this
Thanks, past me. Incredibly helpful.
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“ listen, babe, you can call me crazy all you want, but we need to think of the theme for this years summer bash now, okay? i will not forgive myself if i throw some lame two-bit rehash of a party. ” / @whteorchids
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thinking over and over and over of that clip from a maya angelou talk about the importance of knowing one another's history. no matter how brutal no matter how bleak no matter how despairing no matter anything because the only way through it is to go all the way through it. and the only way to build anything with one another is by having gone all the way through it because otherwise there is no connection. whats a connection worth that's built on ignorance? sustained by ignorance? "only equals can make friends" she says. only equals.
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