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FIRST FIVE ASKS GET A KISS (1/5)

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And Eleanor is here to say hi back, with her lips.. against his. She had been going in for a hug at first, but somehow ended up kissing him as if this was the way they always greeted each other.

For every ♥ my muse will confess something they find attractive to yours.

“Ignoring for a moment that you’re clearly finer than a frog’s hair split for ways.... God, this is going to sound so cheesy, so don’t laugh!”

@calvaluna asked !!  🗣️ for an incorrect quote

          how hasn’t anyone killed you yet? 

    𝓣he not so familiar scent of a shifter within Alistair’s vicinity was enough to put him on edge-- not that he wasn’t on edge all the time, but this brought on more of survival instinct to be on guard and watch where he steps. Taking the wrong turn could very well land him in a bit of trouble... Something that he never really wanted in the first place.  Although he was a tracker, it did not bode well against moving figures. Surely he could track something with ease if it were standing still, but soon as it starts moving, whether it be an object or person it became increasingly difficult. Nevertheless, the nomad trekked forward through the foliage,, keeping a careful eye, and his other senses in check in case the shifter that he came across were to show itself. 

“Because he’s my best friend.”

Send 🚿 or ‘Whoops!’ to walk in on my muse in the shower!

Almost a hundred years of this life and Eleanor was still a messy eater. As usual, the bottom of the tub during one of her showers looked like a scene from a horror movie, which was why she was working on an monologue in her head of a serial killer, much to the dismay of the mindreader in the house.  That was why she didn’t really think much of it when she heard the door open; it wouldn’t be the first time Alice snuck in to leave an outfit for her.   It wasn’t until she heard the heartbeat that she had realized who it had to be.