Hide Your Horns

I’m officially going on Hiatus.  Things happened in a community, I don’t like what’s going on yadda yadda yadda.  I’m pretty much just going dark for awhile on all my blogs.  If you want to kno the reason behind it, send me an IM or whatever.

@nexarerum

The Berserker servant stopped dead in her tracks, her eye going wide at the sight before her.  She had previously asked for a ‘mana transfer’ though at the time she had doubted Gabriella knew what she meant nor would she go through with it.

Oh how wrong she was.

Her face flushed with crimson in natural, slight embarrassment.  Part of her wanted to go forward, to take the mage up on the offer, while another part of her wanted to just leave, to act like this never even happened.  Why did she feel like this?!  Normally she would never have problems taking something like this when handed to her... and yet.

“M-Master?”  She began, looking a bit nervous, “Wh-what are you?  I didn’t think--”  Alaska stopped herself, taking a deep breath, regaining her natural calm aura around her.  

A few deep breaths later and she was able to give her trademark smirk, starting to make her way towards Gabriella, golden eye drinking in the sight of her nude Master.  She knelt on the bed, opening the Mage’s legs to place one of hers between them, knee nearly touching against her core.  It was then that she leaned down towards her, hands coming to gently move hers away from her chest.

“I didn’t think you’d follow through with this...”  Her smile seemed to turn more caring, more gentle than before.  “Don’t worry Gabriella, I’ll take care of you.”

Kitty could make something for her, if she wants.

I haven’t done one of these in ages.  So here’s a discord drop open to any mutuals.  Let me know who you are.

Spilling her guts | @armum-invictus

“Y’know that thing people have, that like, ‘survivor’s guilt’ stuff?  The guilt that comes with survivin’ somethin’ ya had no business survivin’ while everyone else died ‘round you?  It eats away at me sometimes, eats away at my thoughts.  Like, invades my mind with images and sayin’ that I shoulda died with ‘em, that I shouldn’t be alive right now.  And y’know...  Sometimes I agree with it.”

Spilling her guts | @wxnderingbuskxr