I know this is a hard time for everyone which is why its so hard for me to ask but I really need some help rn. I promise to make some rewards in the next couple of weeks, I'm so open to help rn.

Also, I think nude art requests and more risqué photos will have to move elsewhere so this blog doesn't get taken down cause tumblr is soooooo fun /sarc. I will try my best to work that system fairly because I know subscriptions are such a pain in the butt.

Mak had shown up a little while after the festival started. She wasn’t sure what to wear, so she opted for an outfit that was cute but comfy. Deciding that she’d want to start the festivities off right, with food and dancing, she made her way to the bonfire downtown, passing by a few familiar faces before she got lost among the throng of bodies on the outskirts of all the dancing. All the smiling faces and moving bodies were enticing, and she wasn’t even talking about those who were fucking around among the crowd. 

All the people dancing just seemed to be genuinely having fun. And Mak wanted to be a part of that, unable to recall the last time she really let herself have some wild, carefree fun. So, she let someone nearby take her by the hand and pull her into the crowd, her body instantly falling into beat with the others as the two moved together, against each other. 

When hands found her hips and tugged her over and turned her around, she smiled at the other, continuing her movements with her new partner. 

@covairecitystarters​ **one character per player for now please :)**

Jolene watched the other as they seemed to fumble with the garment in their hands. The prisoner was flustered, and Jolene was waiting, slowly losing patience as they seemed to be struggling to find an excuse. When she rented the other, she didn’t realize they intended to leave with full pockets. Not only did they help themselves to a pack of her cigarettes, but they also took a little souvenir: the panties she shed right before they got down to business. 

“You really thought stealing from me was a good idea?” The chthonic laughed. “Give me one reason I shouldn’t strip you naked and walk you through town on a leash with those stuffed in your mouth.” She hissed the words, her attention shifting to the newcomer who must have caught the tail end of the discussion. 

Taking another pull from the cigar, rustling on his left towards the bushes caught his attention. Letting out a sigh, he took one more pull before setting it down on the ledge. “Come on out now…” He drawled, walking over the source of the noise. “No one’s supposed to be back here.”

It was still hard to feel at home here, but by holding on to some old habits from their pack, Lorelai found herself most comfortable completely naked when she was in her room at Le Bordel. It was freeing, reminding her why it was so important to remember to do things that reminded one of where they came from. Some things should never change, and though she knew no one who preferred this feeling while having down time at home outside of sex, being naked when she was not going about the city was quite refreshing. To her, it was normal. Of course, her pack had worn clothes crafted by hand, but many spent their evenings and time in their homes in the woods nude. To their pack, that was normal. 

Hearing a knock on the door, she stood from her cozy pile of blankets by her bookshelf where she often read, and moved to the door. Not even thinking to cover up in some way, she opened the door complete in the nude. Lorelai thought nothing of it as she greeted whomever was on the other side. “Oh, hello there..?”