#queencfevil

HOW INTERESTED THEY ARE IN HAVING SEX WITH THEM: Officially? Rose has no comment. Unofficially? The most succinct answer is very, but not in a secretly overeager to bone sense. More an if the opportunity presented itself complaints would be minimal sense. HOW MUCH THEY WOULD PAY (OR HAVE TO BE PAID) TO HAVE SEX WITH THEM: Listen. You don’t have to pay Rose to get her to have sex with Missy. A week of peace would be nice, sure, but it’s hardly a dealbreaker.IF THEY WOULD RATHER BOTTOM OR TOP THEM: Yes.HOW GOOD THEY THINK THEY WOULD BE: Rose’s best guess? Fairly decent at the very least. It’s like Nine said. All those centuries of existence, it’s pretty safe to assume Missy has danced at least once. ;)IF THEY’D PREFER KITCHEN COUNTER, WALL, OR SHOWER SEX WITH THEM: Wall or kitchen counter, probably. Don’t ask why. Just accept it.IF THEY’D FUCK, HAVE SEX, OR MAKE LOVE: RPer dependent, I think. Really just depends on the dynamic between Rose and the particular Missy. With the only fully established Rose/Missy dynamic I have on my blog, it’s definitely make love, but I can definitely see that varying with other portrayals.IF THEY WERE GOING TO MAKE IT A THREESOME, THE THIRD PERSON THEY’D PICK: I think it goes without saying that if EVER there were to be a threesome, it would more than likely be with the Doctor.IF THEY THINK THERE’S EVER A POSSIBILITY IT WOULD HAPPEN: I mean. If you consider my verse with @affordedupgrade it actually has, but outside of that, it sort of depends on the muse chemistry, TBH. Rose would never assume from the get, but based on muse interactions she’d probably gauge from there whether it was likely or not.

LIKE HONESTLY CAN YOU IMAGINE IT

  The silent alarm spells around the potions lab had been set off. again--and this time, the culprit was not a wayward student, no, it was someone unfamiliar, and that was deeply worrying. An unauthorized visitor to Cackle’s was loose in the school, and Hecate was determined to stop whatever nonsense they’d undoubtedly come to start before it began.

  She transferred herself to the potions lab, an acid remark about trespassing ready on the tip of her tongue--words that died in her throat once she found herself looking into the most piercing blue eyes she’d ever seen. The intruder was attractive. This was trouble indeed. Hecate’s brain short-circuited for a second or two, unable to think anything besides oh no, she’s pretty and pull yourself together, you useless lesbian.

[ @queencfevil ; It’s been way too long. ]

The Master quirks an eyebrow and, likewise, the corner of his mouth. His future incarnation’s mention of their half conversation hours ago was delightful to say the least and that merriment was reflected in the ambered caramel of his eyes. His gaze, coincidentally, was just as fixated on his future counterpart as her mind was on his previous turn of phrase.

“’Asked’ is a relative term and if you recall properly, you’ll note it was more a demand than an actual request, one which you promptly denied me of.”

He stood from his perch against the stone wall and approached her slowly, his hands clasped together behind his back and his eyes narrowing to slits, the very picture of a predator stalking his prey.

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He was scared, and she could understand that. She still could remember –vaguely, sure, but it still was there– the unease caused to Professor Yana whenever he heard something even remotely similar to a drum beat. She figured something might be similar to the Doctor.

“All right.” She moved her arms, opening them. The invitation was clear: a safe place to rest and maybe hide for a  moment. Or a hug, as  others might call it.. “Come here. If you are brave enough.”

John couldn’t resist for longer than a second. Within no time, he was within Missy’s arms, his lanky body curling around her as he sought comfort. The man still wasn’t going to admit that he was afraid, but at least he felt a tiny bit better now.