Oct 25, 2024
Vox machina beloveds
It's been so long since they're on table uwehhh
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Vox machina beloveds
It's been so long since they're on table uwehhh
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Aw, a drunk little puppy who wants to be taken advantage of? Gonna let me man handle you and get you on your stomach, pin you with my weight and hold onto the back of your neck. Push your legs open with my knee and wag my tail at how cute you are, all pliant and sloppy? 🦌👑
Nooo~
I won't just Let you do anything. You'll have to tussle with me just a bit, at least.. Can't have you thinkin I'm that easy off the bat. Maybe I am a little desperate to feel your excited tail wagging throwing off the rhythm of your thrusts as you triumph over me.. n maybe I do fold more easily than usual and maybe I do whine higher pitched n all, but we can blame that all on the intoxication, can't we?
“I think I’ve heard of you.” -speaking to Pin
@crispydiplomatbonkghost
The officer looked confused for a moment, “You have?” It wasn’t like he wasn’t usually recognized. Though when it happened while he was out of uniform it always caught him off guard. After a few moments of shocked confusion, he turned a friendly smile to the other. “And what have you heard?”
“Wanna, like–I mean, if you’re not busy.. We could get lunch? Or even just coffee if you don’t have a lot of time?” //unable to send asks from my sideblog ;v;; also hello!
@hushedsunflowerWelcome, welcome, welcome!x -- Sentence Starters
Sasuke’s eyes slid to their corners, regarding Hinata with a mere side glance before slipping forward again. He hummed softly, pensively, as if intrigued by her request. He stuck his hands in his pockets and considered her offer carefully before choosing to turn his head to face her fully. He didn’t do her the courtesy of turning his whole body because that would be giving too much attention, and he wasn’t trying to give the wrong impression. Mild interest was his position. Mild interest is what a turn of the head suggested. A turn of the body suggested more. Little cues… they made a difference.
‘I have plenty of time, but I only want to spend a small amount of it with you,’ was what he wanted to say, but something far less blunt came out instead. “I could use coffee.”
His lips quirked up ever-so-slightly at one corner to soften his expression, even if he wasn’t actually amused by any means at all. It was a trick he’d learned from Naruto… sort of. Well, it was a trick Naruto spent years of their friendship trying to teach him, unaware of the fact that Sasuke fully understood how to use his charm. Sasuke just simply never cared to bother with it. Hopefully, it didn’t look awkward to Hinata.
I gotta know, top or bottom yoongi?
100% bottom yoongi
He’s a total baby boy material and if anyone is saying that he’s nothing but a heartless cold old man, I won’t hesitate to cut you out. (*´∇｀*)
But for agust d or his stage persona, I would think he’s a bit of a top.
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@carminasiderum
“Do you have any Lucky Charms?”
‘ i trusted you. ’
* soft angst starters
“Yes, you’ve made that very clear.” Compared to the rest of the thespian world, Bea’s dressing room was a sanctuary. Quiet and contemplative, the glitz and glamor and noise of fame did not follow them here. But Bea’s always had good taste. Bouquets of violets and lilies sprinkle the room, mingling with the smell of sweat and booze before settling like a haze in the air.
Ernest had his back to her, his gaze locked on himself in the mirror. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see Beatrice’s reflection. “That’s why I came to tell you myself, before rumors got out.”
“I guess I’m late.”
“You were marvelous tonight, Bea.”