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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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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."