no one is there.

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ind. priv. blog for an original character known as noname as written and created by miew.

this blog explores self identity, the loss of self, existence, being used as entertainment and for money, being a vessel for violence as well as many other themes. as a blanket warning, this blog will feature violence, sex, kink talk, blood and other adjacent content. all of it will be tagged.

see here for rules and muse list. does not follow first.

request only muses: jun. niran. cinnamon. charlie. valko (lads). henry (tsh). sami. jongwoo (sfh).

pinned by: byufo.

wife: solrites.

mains: puncia + manenuf, damnd-he + orciniae + self-1ess, m-11o, absentpublic, teddaby, dayscorch, holyscorch, seascarred, starchiko, coastercruushed, yoobiins, d3adb0i, iraviri, rinkholy, belmused, etharest, the-wonderland-jinx, fangedb1rd, 002-4474, lycanlike, besuneko + pyreboy, monstyrious, yoakkemae, undeyth.

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off work.. then hopefully ill nap. then writing ^_^ hope everyone has been well, im blowing kissies mwah

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maybe i just need a new pinned.. and a new pfp.. and a new promo.. maybe

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hand on window. i want to write fucked up niran stuff.. sickening..

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how do We feel abt a masterpost w links to muse bios, opens, any active starter calls, a few permanent inbox memes.. how we feel

[princessdigi]

dick from a guy who is sobbing and scared

[maxxie-or-smth]

i'm not even a top i just want to hurt people

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ok what if small nsfw starter call.. you give me the muse you want and you let me go hog wild w it..

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valko bending you over his desk and fucking you but he keeps whispering that you need to be quiet or else everyone will hear how much of a whore you're being but he's making it so hard to not make noise by how hard he's thrusting or how big he is inside you and only when he knots does he say his office is soundproof and he locked the door with a meeting excuse. you're stuck w him inside you for like five minutes (and a mess to clean) but that's for him to worry abt later. it's cool it's fine it's chill

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jun who is a big fan of sleepy sex. who will absolutely come up behind you in the kitchen in the early morning and ask to fuck you, lifting your leg so he can slip his rare morning wood inside. or sometimes its just laying in bed w his dick inside you, just to feel the warmth and whisper abt how good you feel and how he loves you and you're so pretty and—

[guiltfactory]

when the top is scared of the bottom

[m-11o]

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real answer now, not anonymous cause i ain't no bitch (silly). miew you're such a fun person. even if we're not talking directly, i genuinely enjoy seeing you on my dash all of the time, your little supports of my random ass posts makes me feel seen, and our conversations are always goofy and wonderful and some of the best parts of my day. i truly am thankful to have met you and get to call you a friend, because you're so awesome, all around. i could sit here for a few hours yapping about how cool you are and why, but neither of us has the level of social confidence or attention battery for that. just know i adore you dude.

ANONYMOUSLY TELL ME YOUR HONEST OPINION ABOUT ME. I CAN’T REPLY/COMMENT, JUST PUBLISH.

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[anon] ur a poopoo head but i love u so it's ok

ANONYMOUSLY TELL ME YOUR HONEST OPINION ABOUT ME. I CAN’T REPLY/COMMENT, JUST PUBLISH.

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u’ll probably know who this is but!! miew, my beloved!! ur one of my closest friends here & i’m so glad we met & started talking!! seeing u on the dash & chatting with u truly is a highlight of my day & ngl i get sad when i see u have to go to bed :( also i love all ur muses sm... the dynamics we’ve built are so lovely & i’m so excited to develop them further!! i know i need to work on this myself, but pls do what makes u happy in terms of writing & everything!! don’t stress urself out!! 💕

ANONYMOUSLY TELL ME YOUR HONEST OPINION ABOUT ME. I CAN’T REPLY/COMMENT, JUST PUBLISH.

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bio made and two opens done? im calling it a day

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open: valko.

the woods are vast, intimidating to anyone who doesn't know their way around it.. but you know it like the back of your hand. it's well-memorized, every inch of this area imprinted into your brain tissue. they're running and you chase, like wolf after frantic rabbit.. you hear the pant of their breath, the beating of their heart, their footsteps as they fumble their way through the trees. you grin, teeth exposed, your way quickening as you close the distance between the two of you. when you're finally able to, you tackle. the collision of bodies, tangled in each other until you can slam them down onto the ground. you press your body weight onto them to keep them from fleeing. " not so fast are you, huh? " hands latch onto their wrists, pinning them to dirt floor, licking lips slowly. you want to taste them, taste their sweat and fear and adrenaline on your tongue. " now the real fun can begin. "

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open: charlie.

the sun is sweltering. it burns something awful, your hat barely helping as you walk across the field. " y'know, if the animals don't like ya, it ain't nothin' personal. jus' used ta the best, it's hard ta be in the shadow of someone so great. " teasing tone lathers words, a smirk dancing upon your lips as you laugh at their reaction. " kiddin', ain't nothin' ta worry 'bout. they'd like ya more than me if ya got food in ya hand. greedy little bastards. " your hand moves up to your hat, takes it briefly to fan yourself. the movement of your arm being raised makes your shirt ride upwards a little, exposing midriff to the humid air. texas heat is a different beast indeed. " i do wanna say i 'ppreciate the help, i promise ya we'll get a good meal in after. 'kay? "