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semi-hiatus
I know it's been awhile since I've been on here, maybe a few weeks, but there has been a death in my family. It happened over thanksgiving break and I'm going through a hard time right now. I have trouble getting my muse at the moment, so I'm not going to be very active over the next few weeks. Hopefully people understand.
like this post for a long starter from Nora. Might come out tomorrow or on monday <3
-she loosely wraps her arms around his neck and looks up into his eyes- "No, I just like kissing you."
〘 ;;; ↜ ♚↝ 〙
a smile. not a sad one; not a smile of a broken man. his hand cups her cheek, ever so gently, her skin like petals of roses made of velvet over his palm. what if this is all a dream, his most hidden desire;; for all he truly wanted was her. he has always wanted her.
if only the dream could last.
❛'s that so ? not buyin’ it till you have proof.❜
his cheeky grin returns for a moment, & his arms wrap protectively around her waist, resting his forehead upon hers.
if only the dream could last.
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Send "I did a bad thing." For my character's reaction to yours coming to them with blood on their hands.
I wish
I had died
i n s t e a d
( ??? )
listens attentively. she’s in love.
‘ i like you. ‘
”You have good taste, can I ask you of your name, sweetheart?”
( claire. )
❛ fuckin hipsters —— y e a h. forget it, it’ll turn up soon enough. ❜
❛ what's a hipster ? ❜
( tiger. )
;;;↜ ♚↝
her leg between his & he chuckles ;;; wasn’t she playing with fire ? didn’t she know that fire burns ;;; & leaves n o t h i n g but smoke & disaster behind ? perhaps she knew & she was ready to take the dare & play the game. how he enjoyed winning. & she probably knew that with dean winchester, there was no going back. he makes sure there’s no space between their lower bodies & as she works on his ear; his breath hot on her face & he pushes his hips forward eagerly, his hands on her shoulders before they trail to her waist, almost possessively & it’s his turn to lean in to her face.
❛i could give you an entire speech on how i’m gonna rock your world, inside & out, but wouldn’t it be better if i show you, tigress?❜
a husky whisper to her ear; & a satisfied smirk when she places her hands where he wants them to, followed by his breath hitching & a rough bite on her lower lip, tugging at it. a look at her dancing was enough for him to crave her in every way & he wants to drive her mad; he wants her begging, he wants her crazy about him. his eyes continuing to gaze into hers relentlessly, like he wants to see her burn;; like he wants to see her soul up in flames until her soul belongs to him. & he is not going to stop. his tongue brushing over her lips & he goes lower, open mouthed kisses pressed to her neck & he wants to feel as many skin as possible under his touch;; not having a second thought when the front part of her dress is ripped open. he islostwho is possessed by carnal desire.;;;
A small moan falls from her lips before she could stop herself when he bites her lip. Desire and arousal bloomed in her lower belly and spread up her spine, making her tremble in his arms. Her hand raises up and brushes over the top of his jeans, feeling the skin exposed there and digging her nails in his lower back. A gasp tumbled out her lips as he began to kiss her neck, and the next thing she knew, the front of her dress is ripped open. The hot air on her perspiring skin made her shiver a bit, but his heat made her all the more warm.
"Well then, what are you waiting for? I’m being as patient as I can here."
She teases softly, the hand not pawing at his lower back running over his front. Her hand danced over his left thigh, before trailing teasingly on the bulge between his legs. She had to flip her bangs out her face; they were clouding her vision of him. She just now realizes that they were still on the dance floor of the club; they must’ve gotten so lost in each other that they forgot. Her hand cups his erection and gives a playful squeeze, leaning in to breathe into his ear.
"Maybe we should find a more… Private area for this?"
Send me § and my muse will react to yours pushing them against a wall and kissing them.
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Touch my muse! Touching is a quiet way of conveying your feelings, so tell me how you feel with your touch!
Top of head: Sibling affection/parental affection Hair: Yearning Ear: “I want you to hear me out.” Nose: “You’re so cute.” Cheek: “I want to tell you I love you.”/Deep affection/Devotion Neck: Dislike/Hate/Disdain Shoulder: Worry/Concern for other/Fear Waist: Possessiveness/”You are mine.” Over the heart: “I love you.” Butt: Sexual attractiveness/lust Hip: Interest Back: Wanting to kill/will betray you one day Stomach: Fun!/Silliness/”Wanna go cause some trouble?” Forearm: Indifference/Don’t particularly care for Biceps: Aggravation/Irritation/”You are an idiot.” Fingers: Friendship/amicable Wrist: Fear of losing you Knee: “Don’t worry, I’m here for you.” Chin: Beauty/attractiveness Thigh: Sympathy/empathy Calves: “I will cause you pain.”
PSA; let’s make some things clear. first and foremost, the fact that a character is extremely strong or cannot be killed does not make them ‘over-powered’ or a ‘mary-sue’. well rounded characters come in all shapes and sizes. and just because a character has very few physical weaknesses does not mean that they are badly made, badly characterized, or badly written.
SECOND: dear writers of characters who are incredibly powerful, dangerous, cruel, or invulnerable - you are not required to weaken, make nice, portray as less dangerous, or otherwise change your character to make them more approachable.
the concept of godmodding can be convoluted, seeing as in some places it’s used to refer to simply dictating another’s actions, and in others it is used to refer to when they simply can’t be hit and dodge all attacks or anything for this matter aimed at them. for the record, guys? this doesn’t mean that you need to make your character into something they are not. no matter if your character is an oc or if they are a canon. if your character is powerful and others choose to interact with them with that in full knowledge, you should not have to downplay your character’s strength or power.
if you choose to roleplay with me; know that should your character provoke mine, i will not hold my muse back. BUT i will always make sure to ask if it is okay before killing your character.