bad girl meat

I am wicked through & through

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@ofvixens

“I thought I smelled something unfamiliar.”

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STARTER CALL

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icharibaxchode:

“yea? Well- Your face is Disgusting! HA!”

“You don’t actually have one. You’re like a walking vibrator.”

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@icharibaxchode

“You smell disgusting.”

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Dissatisfied chirping.

[yourstrulys]

Dr. Seuss’ How the Grinch Stole Christmas (2000)

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// i wish being on this account didn’t stress me out so much.

[icylook]

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“I smell snow.”

[fillmylungswithstars-blog]

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neurxsthxnia:

— ♔ ☾ — A  brow  quirks,  and  she  feels  a  bit  suspicious  at  the  request.  N’aeght  thought  it  best  not  to  say anything,  though.  She  was  getting  paid  for  carrying  someone.

“ I  do  not  think  you’d  approve  of  me  chucking  you  into  space,  so,  I  figure  a  Sears  will  do.  I  like  Sears.  They  have…  stuff  there.  Is  there  a  Sears  nearby?  Or  perhaps  we  can  just  go  to  a  pastry  shop.  Those  are  good  too.  ”

Felicity snorted quietly. “Sears as a follow up to space? Seems kinda lame.” And maybe a little trashy when she was the type to dabble in brands like Gucci. Even so, she shrugged.

“Surprise me.”

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neurxsthxnia:

— ♔ ☾ — In  hindsight,  perhaps  she  should  have  accounted  for  how  uncomfortable  this  was  going  to  be. Bony  shoulders  dug  into  the  other’s  thighs;  and  that  was  fine,  but  there  was  a  sense  of,  intense  discomfort  by  the  physical  contact.  She  clears  her  throat,  adjusting  to  the  new  being  upon  her  shoulders.  Felicity  would  be  able  to  feel  how  cool  N’aeght’s  flesh  was,  even  through  her  clothing;  a  soothing  temperature.

“ Y — you  get  up  to,  let’s  say,  forty-five  minutes.  Where  to? ” 

Voice  is  uncharacteristically  meek  at  first,  growing  more  confident  as  she  speaks.  She’s, adjusting in more ways than one.

She could go anywhere she wanted in the blink of an eye if she wanted. Where would an Evil such as she request? Her slender, pale legs kicked idly as she considered her options.

“Your favorite place.”

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neurxsthxnia:

— ♔ ☾ — Eyes  almost  immediately  light  up  at  the  sight  of  the  money,  and  crouches,  as  if  ushering  the  other on  to  her  shoulders.  If  money  was  involved,  of  course  she’d  let  the  other,  climb  her.

“Smart choice.” And money really was no object -- not commonly for her kind, anyway. So with a sense of regalness Felicity lifted a leg up, offering the other a glance at a pale, supple thigh under her skirts, before she literally mounted atop wide shoulders. Lucky for her new mode of transport, the fox weighed next to nothing.

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neurxsthxnia:

— ♔ ☾ — “ I’m not sure if I should be flattered by that or not. Scratchposts aside; I’d be willing to give you a ride on my shoulders if you procure enough money. Like, eight dollars, or something around that number. ”

A rather crisp Benjamin was waved at the other, a bored look on the vixen’s face. 

“I’m too lazy to break it.”

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neurxsthxnia:

— ♔ ☾ — “ Why? Is the view disappointing from down there? ”

“A little bit. And you look like a walking scratchpost. So.”

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lunaciies:

         “ Is that so? ” The demon brusquely crossed his arms at her choice of words, harsh and unyielding in his stance as half-lidded eyes followed the soft swish and flick of her tail.

         “ Cute, but you don’t know the first thing about me. Who are you to assume? ”

“Because I can’t sense it.” She shrugged. “And if you were, you would be telling me to cover up or something idiotic.”

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@neurxsthxnia

“Stand still so I can climb you.”