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@complicationspeaking
I’m seeing a bunch of that ‘the person I reblogged this from’ posts on my dash right now and they’re all true. But I want to make something very very clear...
Everyone on this crazy hell site deserves to be happy, okay? Every single one of you. My mutuals, my followers, people in and out of the rp community. All of you. So mote it be.
psa — if we’re mutuals, this gives you unsaid permission to attack my inbox whenever you want, as much as you want, with whatever you want. want to spam me with memes? break your ask limit. want to send me random messages? break your ask limit. want to leave me love? break your ask limit. anything. everything. it doesn’t matter what time of day or night, even if i’m not around, you are always welcome. you always have permission. i mean it.
Sinday Asks
1. Is your muse a virgin? If not, how old were they when they lost their virginity?
2. Are they sexually active?
3. When was the last time they had sex?
4. What was the most dirtiest place they had sex in? (Example: the public bathroom, the park, movie theater, etc.)
5. Do they masturbate often?
6. Tell us about their best and worst sex experience?
7. Did they ever had sex when people were around?
8. Have they ever been caught having sex?
9. When was the last time they had a wet dream? Bonus if you can describe it as much as you can in detail.
10. Describe their expression when having an orgasm.
11. How long can they live without sex?
12. Would you consider your muse to be kinky?
13. What’s their favorite sex position(s)?
14. What’s their least favorite sex position(s)?
15. Tell us about their sex fantasy? Things they want to try and do, but haven’t yet.
16. Describe the way your muse’s moan during sex. (Example: are they loud, are they quiet, etc.)
17. How long can they last before they cum?
18. If your muse can have sex with anyone right now, who would it be? If your muse has a partner, who would they invite to have a threesome with?
19. Give us a sexcanon about your muse that not many people knows about.
20. Are they proud of their kinks? Is there a kink they’re too ashamed to share?
21. How old were they when they learned about sex?
22. How does their foreplay go down?
23. Is your muse dominant or submissive or both?
24. How does their afterglow look like?
25. Wild card: ask any nsfw questions you’re curious about for my muse.
wclfgirl:
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐃 her to the brim was so palpable, she believed it could be seen by the naked eye. That the witches who used an unborn fetus to lure in the illusive hybrid to New Orleans, could see the fog of fear that rose from the soles of her feet to the bridge of her nose, nearly suffocating her when in his presence. The memories of that night would have flooded her sensitive senses, if not for the mistrust she had in the man. What should have begun and ended in a single night, had now followed them, carving their paths straight to the French Quarter. This wasn’t how she expected her time in the city to be. “A room for me?” She repeats with a scoff in her breath. “It’s awfully forward of you to presume I would need you to get a room. I have one just above Rousseau’s that suits me just fine for now.” Resolute in her stance, this changed nothing for her. Her pursuit was finding her family, not building some new one with Elijah Mikaelson of all people. “And who’s to say I’m even keeping this? I have choices that don’t include being barefoot and pregnant in some pretty gilded cage, picked and prepped by you.”
The sigh that came from the original hybrid’s lips was dry. He had known when he’d said it that she would find some issue with his words. Hayley Marshall was a strong woman. Perhaps too strong, it occurred to him. However, strong during a pregnancy was a good thing. Especially considering this pregnancy was thusfar one of a kind - the first of it’s kind. The child of a hybrid and a wolf? It was unheard of. Hybrid in general, however, were unheard of. That was why this pregnancy, this child was so intriguing to him.
Still, Elijah raised a hand to touch her cheek gently. “You don’t have to keep the child.” He said, his tone not unkind. “But even you know how important family is to me, Miss Marshall. So you will have the child.” If he had to put her in a sleeping spell for the next nine months to ensure she did, he would, but... Elijah certainly didn’t wish to do that. He took a breath. “Or rather, I’d very much like you to.” Was this him being nice? “I can force it to happen, but I’d much rather you decided on your own to be a part of it. What you do after the child is born, well that’s entirely up to you.”
heavenslcst:
She’s come to know these moments as recital days. Allison and her brother showing off for their Mom and Dad in one event of another, most times she just grinned and bared it. Sometimes, she even enjoyed it when they did something Allison excelled it but piano … was never going to be one of those. Thankfully, Elias worked out a system for this. He did most of the work, the gifted artist, while Allison hit one key every other beat or so and did her best not to rest her arm against the edge as they played. It seemed to go over well enough, Elijah even gave them a compliment, sort of.
A sigh of relief left Allison as she gave Elias a look. Her brother only smirked and then disappeared to go make some tea, the kiss ass. She watched him leave, planning on just sticking around until he returned until Elijah called her over. Silently, the girl rose and then sat beside her Father on the opposite chair. “Nothing’s wrong” She answered, though the speed of her reply gave more away than she hoped. “I’m just … waiting for Mom to get back. She said she was going to teach me some new spells and there was just some stuff I wanted to talk to her about”
Stuff. That was the word he had grown to learn meant women issues. Or, at the very least, things she was uncomfortable speaking to him about. Her body. Boys. Anything even vaguely relating to clothing or makeup. Honestly he was usually glad she neglected to make him her confidant on these issues, but today... Allison looked quiet and uncertain. As if whatever was wrong was something she wasn’t even sure was wrong.
He licked his lips and drew her into his lap. “Talk to me, little girl.” Elijah said softly, resting his forehead against hers. “You know I’ll not judge. And if it’s something uncomfortable, you can relish in knowing that I feel just as uncomfortable as you do.” The hybrid’s lips twitched. That ought to help, right?
"The last thing I'm interested in is having an entire group of people constantly in my business and an Alpha up my ass."
@wiickedmagic // from that wolf meme // if you find it you can send it
A smirk came onto his lips and the hybrid rolled his eyes. “You’re right. But the first thing you want is an Alpha’s…” he trailed off, deciding to be good. Elijah had been about to make a few very crude comments, but Adrienne was in a mood. Best not to aggravate it too terribly. “Well, how can I help you calm down a bit, pretty lover?”
"What's it like? Shifting?" ( from Allison )
@heavenslcst // from a meme I’m too lazy to find
“It wholly depends.” The Hybrid replied, his tone rather cautious because of whom he was speaking to. His little girl. He did not want to frighten her with the reality of what it could be. “It can be painful. Bones breaking and reforming. Mind altering to that of a canine. For most, it is. Very, incredibly painful. For me, however… it is swift.” Yes. Swift was a good word for it. “It isn’t forced like it is for most wolves. And any pain it brings is gone so quickly I almost forget I ever had it.” Elijah wet his lips. “The first time is the hardest.”
I hate everything. This job isn’t even worth having. Every bloody time I get a paycheque I just get sad. And I spend way too much time and energy on this job to have such terrible pay cheques all the time.
got-fire:
She couldn’t say much about his first statement, so delighted she felt about him knowing her foolish habits. Dear god, that kind of thing was probably what kept her human, somehow. Maybe a little spark of what she would be as a average woman.
Katherine liked to think that life hadn’t completely rotted her.
“So tell me, what your choice do tell about you?” She noticed the glances they got from some people around them. That was what Elijah’s aura would do, she thought to herself. Even if you didn’t knew who he was. And that was a particularity he had, differently from the other Mikaelsons. Klaus had a powerful aura, but it was an arrogant quality he would always use for his own benefit. Fear me. Obey.
Elijah wouldn’t have to kill anyone to get respect, Katherine thought. And that was one of the charmest things about him. Deadly, but civilized. What a combination.
Elijah ordered his coffee black. If that said anything about his personality it was that he was no-nonsense and didn’t waste time. If he was feeling particularly sweet one day, he might add one cube of sugar, but it was rare. He smirked over at her in response to her question as he led her into the coffee shop. “One regular...” Elijah glanced up to read the name of her concoction, echoing it aloud with a little frown. “Extra whipping cream for her as well.” He smirked over at Katerina. “And a regular black coffee.”
When he turned back towards her, Elijah quirked a brow. “You tell me. What does my choice say about me, Katerina?”
( @complicationspeaking | starter call. )
“I’m really not looking for trouble.” It was true - Rapunzel may have been an adrenaline junkie to an extent but she wasn’t a trouble seeker. And with all the Mikaelson drama going on, well… sometimes she just wanted to take a step back and not be involved. Which made her feel bad for admitting, but it wasn’t like she was the first priority in all of this. “If it’s fine with you, I’d like to just have my tea in peace. Can we do that, like civilians?”
Rapunzel wasn’t looking for trouble, and that was all well and good because neither was Elijah. Though he tended to have a penchant for it, all told, he didn’t exactly find the thrill in it. Not like his siblings did. He was just as content to have tea with a pretty blonde if she’d allow it. Sure, he had come up to her in the first place to figure out the who, what, where, when, how of why she was so close by and yet he hadn’t met her yet... but when she made her comments, his lips quirked up into a little smirk. “Of course. If you allow me to join you, I think you’ll find I’m the most civilized Mikaelson of the bunch, Miss...?”
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