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🍭 @suffcring ! (for terzo)

even still in his presence like this, she's holding her crucifix between delicate fingers. back pressed up against wood that's as closed off from the world as she could imagine. a sanctuary, meant to be between one parishioner &. the almighty god. or [...] the mouth of god. his humble servant, passing wisdom or forgiveness. however now it is four walls of sin, trapping her indefinitely within wretched clutches.

the trembling of her lip brings to life the fragility of pinched, nervous expression. "how could you ask this of me? -- when you know i can't refuse?" she tilts her head, a plea in her eyes. "you must know what you're doing, &. yet you never seem to care. [...] never." she cannot hide, save for in the fine fabric of his clothes. still running pads of her thumb over old wood, while pressing her forehead against his chest.

a soft, second shake of her head hides big eyes from the cruelty of the world. "i'm begging you."

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“ tell me what you want. “ / for judith

🍒 @p0pestar . *      ―    ﴾  𝚗𝚜𝚏𝚠  𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚜  ﴿   :    𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒  𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐘  𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍.

her mouth dries up like the sahara, but not out of disinterest. quite the contrary, indeed. her shocked &. open orifice curled just-so at the corners. the flush in her face growing hot beneath his close gaze.

his finger is providing guidance to her chin, whilst she's in such a vulnerable position. lacy, silky pink patching bra &. panties on display, with her long hair prettily hanging by her shoulders. styled, despite having been under her habit. perhaps she knew she would be visited by the unholy audience, today.

"i wouldn't --" she begins, laughing softly. her fluttering lashes lowered with a sudden overflow of her smile. "i'm afraid i wouldn't even know, myself. if i'm honest." she finally musters the courage to look up at him with doe eyes. "you understand, don't you?" she asks, though still she reaches behind her with powdered doves to unclasp her bra. the pink straps falling to reveal little breasts. eager, heaving. "i want you to show me how."

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🍒 @prim0star . asked for judith

"maestro primo?" judith is nervous, to say the least. sister of sin gowned in her habit &. veil, her shadow cast down the long hall as if she were a sacrifice sent to nosferatu himself. her spidery fingers lie curled pon the door, a basket covered within her hand. doe eyes &. shuddered breath what comes to meet the elder. the whispered of, but not so much seen 'round the ministry these days. always lurking regardless. a shadow in the paleness of the moon, wise &. old. he garners &. demands the respect inherent in the emeritus line despite what the mother superior thinks to say.

"i am sister judith. i've come with what you asked for." she's made a point to learn italian, perfection passing everything she does &. making a point to appear like she has everything figured out. "posso entrare?" . . . she asks so quietly, it could be a whisper -- so she tries again, brows coming in whilst clearing her throat. repeating herself. "posso entrare?" attempting for the sound to elicit with more confidence than before, which perhaps became a bit overcompensated.

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🍒 @bu11seye . asked for a starter

tearful lamb on doorstep, gentle tears dotting cheeks &. the frills of lace collar, shiver ran through whilst sniffling at the redhead behind the threshold.

"i didn't -- ugh," she begins, looking down whilst curling arms more protectively around herself. "i didn't know where else to go."

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10 or more muses you'd like to know better

color: "uh, pink? i guess.. [...] but also blue. i think i like pink & blue together." is it embarrassing to say your favourite color is a... yellowing ivory? like old wedding dresses? asking for a friend.

last song listened to: kiss me deadly - lita ford

dream trip: "probably.. california? or, nashville? anywhere that's not here." giggles, head shaking. "or i'd like to see the ocean. but, wherever.. wherever is going to progress our music, would be the unselfish answer."

favorite food: "m, uh.. it's not so much food as it is drinks. i like? peach flavored stuff, actually. weird i know. but i also like peaches, so -- at least there's that."

anything you want right now: "mmm, ah--- hah... about eighteen years of my life back. oh, was that to forward? i guess to try on clothes while listening to records. better?"

tagged by: @iomadachd tagging: @imsobrooklyn @hatethepm @hahaheehooha @sexeistvoice @vulpesse @p0pestar @divinehr @khalaesi (rosa), @dilffactory (rabbit/fluvis) @uro6oros (whisker heh) @squarecranks (jill)

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🍭 @divinehr . asked for judith.

the girls sit together. the sun is coming up ( . . . ) breeze picking up their dark hair to intermingle atop the blanket. shared, &. warm. coffees heating hands, as judith rests underarm. " -- tell me what you think of the world, priscilla."

it's cloudy, gray skies making way slowly to the orange pinks that threaten to spill through dark clouds &. green grass surroundings. judith squints as he head turns to the elder. "is it as scary as my parents like to tell me?"

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🍭 @4mage !

judith enters the shop, looking back towards the door as it swings shut -- moving towards the counter. "hello --" judith says. a bit odd for nuns in vestments to be out &. about these days, though perhaps she's a little less used to having eyes upon her. "i'm sister jude -- i hope you've been having a blessed day." her smile is bright &. cheery, her fingers placed neatly against the table. "i was wondering if i could talk to you about an um, possible arrangement with our convent."

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🍭 @p0pestar !

"oh - hello." sister judith turns with a smile, as she watches the man approach. a light in her eyes ignited by the naivety &. devotion within. a crinkle of features displaying confusion. albeit happy confusion, yet confusion nonetheless. "i wasn't aware the abbess was taking a visitor today."

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@omniterror asked for a starter

"mary!" judith’s hanging mouth curls into a nervous smile. pushing at the other's shoulder with a soft chuckle. again, nervous in nature. "we can't do something like that! are you insane." her eyes widened, lips pursing to try & stop herself from grinning. the problem is, she really did want to. " -- okay, maybe you shouldn't answer that..."

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"Good Girl." Terzo->Jude

☽𖤐☾ @dilffactory (𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐞 "𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐛𝐨𝐲/𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥" 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞'𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦!)

𝐣𝐮𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐬, whilst a gradual flush brightens her from pale nose, to the collar of her garb. hand coming in front of her face, with a look down in hesitation. all before steeling herself.

her lips press together as if she had done something bad, though her wide eyes are still sparkly. unable to fully banish the smiling guise. "no, i'm, uh - i'm just normal. a regular, um -- just fine girl." 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠? her brows narrow in a soft cringe, tucking her hair behind her ears. giggling, despite herself.

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they die for love, you kill for it. ❜ - for judith

YOUTHFUL FEATURES scrunch familiarly as she regards the deputy. the confusion true as she is solid, &. laced with a soft smile. one that grows, almost as if not phased by the seriousness of the accusation. as though it were ridiculous. soft flutter to her voice akin to humor or amusement, even with her brows &. eyes still narrowed in the face of their resistance.

"i don't kill people." she shakes her head. "it's you who speaks in violence, is it not?" she states it, shaking her head -- perhaps in a display of pity. the captive alive, even now, when responsible for the death of her brothers. her sister, before her.

mary-jane clad feet carry her closer, with her hands clasped before her. leaning forth. "why, -- you're alive, aren't you?" her eyes crease a bit more with a soft smile. "i don't want to hurt you." she shakes her head. "the father -- he chose to spare you! doesn't that mean something? he's trying to protect us!" from the end of the world. is that why he coerced those opposed with violence, to join their religion? because he wanted to save them? deliver them to eden's gate? "he thinks you deserve this chance to be saved. even after all the harm you've caused him."

🍒 @markedwrath 𝐀𝐒𝐊𝐄𝐃 ↪ darker vibes

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[ calm down ] sender pets receiver's hair and tries to soothe them after a scary situation / judith !!

🍒 @divinehr . old meme

she's shivering. wrapped up in priscilla's arms, her brows pinched with eyes wet &. wide. her lips are quivering gently. her knees are upward as she leans as much of her weight back upon her chest as possible . . . the divine hand petting her hair back, stroked through with care by the mother's loving fingers.

"i'm sorry." - she breathes, a squeak of a noise that comes from a shaky, near hyperventilation . . . coming down from the brink of a panic attack, she tries to focus on the repeated gesture. "i don't know what i was thinking . . ." she mumbles, lips dry yet still delicate, like origami paper.

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[ BUTT ] * your muse slaps my muses' butt (for judith)

🍒 @rcjoice . meme call

the last thing the homely church mouse could expect while creeping through the cloisters, the books she's transporting held against her chest as she walks. the hem of her skirt can be felt brushing against the back of her legs

. . . she should have known it would be too short (forgive her).

a hand collides with her backside and judith jumps, an immediate warmth rushing towards her core as blood flushes her face. a hand comes up to cover her mouth, inspecting the cause of her body's knee-jerk reaction with a look up &. down, giggling with a purse of glossed lips to stop herself. she gasps, biting her lip. trying to feign innocence (while very much being as such) , while also conveying sarcasm. "how could you, mister? we're in a house of god."

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2 f/f for van and judith maybe ? / @reluctaunt

🍭 @reluctaunt . 🍑 USFW GIF MEME.   🍑

EVERYTHING IS BLISS. her mind numbed in the kind of way she's sure drugs could not suffice for. her body is bare. laid that way with vanessa sheltered between her thighs, &. she can feel every inch of the prosthetic inside of her still tight walls. dots of virgin blood was once smeared along the life-like tool, however now she knows how it is to feel safe &. loved, even after . . . even while still in a way, dealing with the anomaly. her fingers tangled in blond hair, her mouth parted in a string of moans that is seemingly endless.

her eyes are heavily lidded as the slight force of vanessa's hips push their bodies. breast to breast, while stomach becomes concave with heaving, stuttered by her delicate moans &. sighs. feather-light fingers dragging softly down the line of ness' spine.

every sensation always felt so new, despite their bit of shared experience together. for instance, the blonde's mouth overlapping her neck; each attention (brush of teeth, pull of lips, sucking of skin) was different than the last. carrying a new feeling with them like snowflakes. unique, &. judith is addicted. her legs straining open, whilst her soft moans beckon hand on one side to fall near her open mouth. sighing whilst her hips shift below against the slow tide rolling against her. her finger slips between her teeth that gently reveal in a smile, blood flowing to her cheeks.

she can't help but to feel shame. catholic roots so deep into her soul that that guilt or fear of going to hell for not only having sex but -- well. . . . yet for some reason it only made it even more pleasurable. at least in the moment. seeming to only darken after the fact.

she rolls her lip between her teeth. brow quirking with a squeak. "gosh, nessa." she says, chuckling breathlessly. "who --" she laughs again. "who knew it would feel this good being so bad?" she says giddily, head turning into vanessa now. her smile is stolen by a thrust of hips. eyes fluttering closed, with brows creasing.

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‘ this can’t be happening. ’ / @reluctaunt for judith !

🍭 @reluctaunt !

"i'm fine, nessa." tries a laugh. head tilting. [...] for she may be lying in vanessa's arms, she might be here for opposing glitchtrap &. his hold upon her. [...] &. yes, he may have wanted her out of the way of the two. however, she had wondered when her time would have come to meet his wrath. not as though she felt she truly deserved it, until she tried to show vanessa her worth. hard when she hardly knows her own. it's not like she'd ever divulged his wrongdoings to anyone. however, she didn't regret it at all.

the wounds she'd suffered will hopefully heal, though the mental wounds the two shared would only do so if they were there to help one another. or if someone was there to help them. &. yes, she's willing to die for it, if need be. nobody else would ever understand.

though the forced smile is cut by a wince when jude tries to sit up in vanessa's arms. the pizza-plex neon flickering around them, with a beam soaked in judith's blood lying beside them. her large eyes poised upon vanessa with a little moan. "i'm sorry for worrying you. it's - ah. it's not that bad, i swear. just. don't worry okay?" she insists with a few nods. "i'm only.. glad you're here." no matter how hard she tries to smile in order to ward off her fear, it lives in her eyes.