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THE VAMPIRE LESTAT | "Detroit"
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ᝰ🚬 𝚉𝙰𝙲𝙷𝚁𝙿 .ᐟ RANDOM APOCALYPSE/POST-COLLAPSE SETTINGS PROMPTS. CHANGE ANY PRONOUNS IF NECESSARY. SOME MATURE THEMES MAY BE PRESENT.
a school playground slowly rusting in place.
a suburban home fortified with scrap metal.
a watchtower with no one inside.
a shopping mall overtaken by small factions.
a food court turned into a mess hall.
a gas station bathroom that hasn't been cleaned in years.
a checkpoint with no guards, just signs.
a bridge where tolls are paid in supplies.
a rest stop with warning signs written by survivors.
a college campus serving as a neutral zone.
a building that's always warm inside.
a reservoir poisoned beyond repair.
a lighthouse no longer lit but still inhabited.
a shelter where no one sleeps anymore.
a holding cell scratched full of messages.
a community that doesn't allow newcomers.
a fog bank that never fully lifts.
a slaughterhouse repurposed for food processing.
a field of abandoned vehicles, doors open.
a visitation room sealed off.
a suburban street where the lawns are overgrown but the houses still stand.
a highway littered with luggage.
a meat locker without power.
a hospital morgue used as cold storage.
a city park where tents outnumber trees.
a boardwalk splintering into the sea.
a school hallway lined with old notices.
a tunnel where lights occasionally turn on.
a rooftop garden feeding dozens.
a tunnel packed with stalled traffic.
a river carrying chemical sheen.
a cult compound hidden in farmland.
a city skyline with darkened windows.
a water treatment facility barely holding together.
a high school turned into a settlement.
a neighborhood where power flickers on for one hour a day.
a church sanctuary converted into storage.
a city district cordoned off permanently.
a power plant shut down mid-cycle.
a city where the dead outnumber the living.
a water source guarded with lethal force.
a ranger station with half-burned maps.
a sermon hall full of bunk beds.
a small town radio station broadcasting once a day.
a factory running on manual labor.
a customs office ransacked but intact.
a research facility with doors welded shut.
a broadcast station hijacked by unknown voices.
a bus depot repurposed for sleeping mats.
a control room frozen at the moment of failure.
a military base stripped of insignia.
a department store used for storage and sleep.
a radio tower broadcasting nothing but static.
a subway station used as long-term shelter.
a street that no one crosses anymore.
a coastline where something washes up regularly.
a tunnel used only during daylight hours.
a greenhouse producing mutated crops.
a chapel with candles burned to stubs.
a submerged subway entrance.
an operating room frozen in time.
a bell tower that still rings in the wind.
a firing range littered with shell casings.
a world that kept going when it shouldn't have.
a burial pit on the outskirts of town.
a hazmat tent collapsing in on itself.
a hand-cranked phone exchange.
an emergency room lit by lanterns.
a beach with warning flags that never come down.
a data center humming long after meaning is gone.
a quarantine ward with no exits.
a freezer that should be empty but isn't.
a city block where time seems stalled.
a cemetery where new graves are unmarked.
a cul-de-sac gated off with abandoned cars.
a shrine built from scavenged relics.
a white room stained beyond recognition.
a motel where every room tells a different story.
a train station used as a checkpoint.
a signal that stops when approached.
a hospital with only one functioning floor.
a farmland scarred by fire and drought.
a zoo where only some animals remain.
a beach where ships sit stranded offshore.
a hospital ward where beds remain made.
a settlement built atop ruins without asking what's underneath.
an aquarium running on borrowed power.
a highway broken into segments by barricades.
a quarantine zone marked with faded tape.
a forest where nature is reclaiming roads.
a daycare center filled with dust and toys.
a town that pretends nothing happened.
a firehouse with empty engines.
a grain silo used as a lookout tower.
a nursery ward with empty cribs.
a grocery store stripped bare except for dented cans.
a forest where animals no longer flee humans.
a crematorium running nonstop.
a laboratory where plants grow through cracks.
a pharmacy guarded day and night.
a farmer's market operating on barter.
a farmhouse surrounded by graves.
a military checkpoint no one returns from.
a campground overrun by feral animals.
a settlement that smiles too easily.
a cult compound that insists the world is fine.
a movie theater turned into communal housing.
a rail yard full of rusting cars.
a courtroom burned from the inside.
a car dealership lot full of vehicles that will never run again.
a room where the air feels wrong.
a classroom where desks are still arranged.
a town square with a hand-painted notice board.
a roadside diner reopened as a trading post.
a subway line rumored to still be active.
a field where nothing will grow.
a community garden protected by fencing and watch shifts.
a courthouse with overturned benches.
a clinic offering experimental treatment.
a laboratory abandoned mid-experiment.
a greenhouse powered by jury-rigged solar panels.
a bunker sealed from the inside.
a memorial wall scratched into stone.
a police station stripped down to concrete and bunks.
a courthouse flying a tattered white flag.
a skyscraper occupied only on lower floors.
a tunnel flooded and sealed off.
a funeral home repurposed as housing.
a parking garage filled with stagnant water.
a prison where some cells are still locked.
a flooded downtown navigated by boat.
a well sealed with concrete.
a public library running on donated generators.
a parking garage housing livestock on the lower levels.
a message board nailed to a telephone pole.
a lab where failed cures are catalogued.
a gas station converted into a shelter.
a barn reinforced with steel doors.
a solitary wing no one enters.
@etherealsinners || 100 non-verbal prompts || accepting!
∗ 53﹕ sender buys receiver a drink at a bar . ( from desire )
whiskey sloshes against the sides of his glass as the bartender nudges it across the counter with a red tipped nail. unexpected but not unwelcome. quizzical look tossed her way yields a nod in desire's direction. dean's gaze follows the lead and connects with the sender's. glass raises and tips forward in a toast towards them. gratitude and bewilderment mingled with just a little bit of a self-assured grin on the edge of his mouth. hello there.
amber liquid warms the inside of his mouth and throat on the way down. settles in a comfortably numb pool in his belly. glass in hand, he stands and makes his way towards the sender. "hey.. thanks. think it's some kinda social law that i offer to return the favor." unless this drink comes from a person who tracked him down on purpose? then.. well. that can get a little weird and/or not so good depending on why.
answer to that mystery to be seen.. the hunter claims the empty seat beside them.
"name's dean.. and yours?"
it was often the self-assured facade of confidence that drew desire into their bubble of curiosity. weighed down by a certain fractious lust for an existence that might walk among side mere mortals, feeding not only on their wants but instead feeding on the very quarrelsome nature that would begin to bleed into desire should they allow it to take form. this isn't to say they aren't adeptly aware of their current company. that rumours hadn't often sprung up in the endless just as much as they did with those that resided in heaven and hell but this was a mere fraction of compliance to their own curiosity and nothing else. something to wave in the face of their brother, how he'd squirm at he idea.
they laugh and it may appear to fill the room, not on purpose but with an edge of something. as if it would take but a second for them to tip things over, to have the whole occupying body reacting but they think better on such ridiculous and theatrical acts. instead embodying a familiar echo of humanity, a smile and the tip of their own glass pressed to their lips so they might take a long drink.
"loa...the rest will come in due time. " it isn't said to sound evasive but flirty almost. tempting the hunter to seek out further interactions, to unwrap the truth piece by piece. " you'll have to earn it first, dean."
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❛ I’d burn down the whole world if it meant you’d look at me the same way again. ❜ ( from lorcan )
LEVELS OF TOXICITY accepting
The words made his jaw tighten, his eyes fixing on Lorcan with a steadiness that left no room for misinterpretation. Klaus held his ground with his shoulders squared and his expression tight in that way that usually came just before something unpleasant.
“That." Klaus said, voice low and measured. "That is precisely why this ends here.” The admission scraped its way out of him, every syllable forced rather than offered. Klaus didn't enjoy attachments. He never had. They grew quietly, took root before he noticed, and by the time he did, they were already capable of becoming weapons against him.
“I will never look at you that way again." He continued with his eyes never leaving Lorcan’s. “Whatever it was between us. Curiosity, weakness, sentimentality. Whatever you would like to call it.It was a mistake. And mistakes are not something you revisit hoping they will somehow become something else.”
His fingers curled at his side, betraying the restraint he was forcing on himself. This was the part he despised with the honesty, the exposure and the need to cut something off before it grew teeth.
“I know exactly where this sort of devotion ends.” Klaus said flatly. “And I will not be apart of that fallout."
there was something almost vicious in the way in stung. the way his presentation only sought to make lorcan freeze as if pleading with his own inner workings not to fight it, not to beg or to belittle everything he was for someone so easily willing to allow their past to dictate them because lorcan couldn't judge klaus. his own past left a bitter stain wherever he went, reminders of his own flaws. his own attempts to push the people that mattered away until they hated him or saw the bitter illusion that lorcan wished to project. he remains grounded, as if internally reminding himself that if he remains as such the words won't touch him. they won't affect him if he pretends there is a shield between them both, deflecting each cruel reminder of why he'd chosen to come here in the first place.
his features unmoving, lips moving in a way that might suggest some desire to interject but he doesn't. his eyes mirror only a slight change, a sadness. a betrayal. his weaknesses always so easy to capture through the way he looked at a person, it was the only falter now. the only sense that klaus's words might be causing any sort of infliction. he'll laugh finally, as if that is the final part of the facade fractured. as if he's finally stood there staring at the original with all of himself laid bare.
" a mistake..." it causes another laugh, one that only seems to turn into something more angry. vicious, an echo of the shared traits he could only blame on his own father. if there was one word to trigger such a change, it was that. it was feeling as though the beliefs he had about himself were all valid. real. he barely takes a moment before he interjects finally, eyes remaining locked on klaus' gaze. fingers digging into his own palm so hard that someone unused to the feeling might flinch. he nods and then laughs again but this time at klaus. " you're a coward." " do you think I don't see it ? do you really think you're so invulnerable to any sign of fear, of showing any reminiscence of humanity? " all questions but they don't necessarily require answers, instead it's just lorcan staring down the barrel of a gun pleading that it hurt him in some physical sense because that might be easier than this.
" an echo of everything you're trying not to be, only reflects the harder you try to push. "
⋆｡‧˚ʚ💋ɞ˚‧｡⋆ 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮
𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 - send ‘reverse’ for the sender and receiver to swap. adjust wording as needed!
[ fever ] sender presses the back of their hand to receiver’s forehead, brows knitting with quiet concern
[ medicine ] sender sets alarms on their phone just to make sure receiver doesn’t miss a dose
[ blanket ] sender layers blankets over receiver, adjusting them until they’re just right
[ soup ] sender blows gently on a spoonful of soup before offering it to receiver
[ water ] sender holds the glass steady, murmuring encouragement until receiver takes a sip
[ hair brush ] sender carefully brushes receiver’s hair back, slow and soothing
[ ice pack ] sender wraps an ice pack in a towel and presses it gently where it hurts
[ temperature ] sender wakes up in the middle of the night just to check if receiver’s still warm
[ pill ] sender places medicine in receiver’s palm and waits until they swallow it
[ quiet room ] sender dims the lights and turns everything down low so receiver can rest
[ slow ] sender stays at receiver’s pace, arm ready in case they stumble
[ bandage ] sender changes the bandages carefully, apologizing even when it doesn’t hurt
[ lap ] sender lets receiver rest their head in their lap while they stroke their hair
[ night watch ] sender refuses to sleep deeply, listening for every shift or breath
[ warm cloth ] sender presses a cool cloth to receiver’s neck or wrist
[ cough ] sender rubs slow circles between receiver’s shoulders through every coughing fit
[ carried ] sender helps receiver move, taking more weight than they should without complaint
[ pain ] sender distracts receiver with quiet stories or memories until the pain dulls
[ soft voice ] sender speaks more gently than usual, like anything louder might hurt
[ held ] sender sits behind receiver, arms around them so they don’t have to hold themselves up
[ protective ] sender stays curled close even after receiver falls asleep
[ food ] sender convinces receiver to eat “just a little more” with a smile
[ stay still ] sender gently stops receiver from pushing themselves too hard
𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞
❝ hey. i’ve got you. ❞
❝ don’t rush. we’re not going anywhere. ❞
❝ let me do it for you, okay? ❞
❝ i know it hurts. i’m right here. ❞
❝ you’re allowed to rest. i promise. ❞
❝ just focus on breathing. i’ll handle the rest. ❞
❝ you don’t have to be strong right now. ❞
❝ tell me where it hurts. i’ll be careful. ❞
❝ i’m not leaving until you feel better. ❞
❝ i’ll stay up with you if i need to. ❞
❝ it’s okay to lean on me. ❞
❝ shh… you’re safe. ❞
❝ i’ve got time. all of it’s yours. ❞
❝ you don’t have to say thank you. ❞
❝ let me take care of you. ❞
❝ you’re doing really well. ❞
❝ i’m right here. breathe with me. ❞
❝ don’t apologize. this is what i’m here for. ❞
❝ rest. i’ll wake you if you need anything. ❞
❝ even like this, you’re still my favorite person. ❞
"That's a very roundabout way of saying yes."
As if he's ever been the patron saint of outright honesty. If anything, he's impressed that Guy offers him anything without having to dig around in the wound himself. The one he walked in with. The one he could smell on him from miles away. A bandy legged foal with its legs still broken, chewing through the Talamasca shaped bit in its mouth, trying so very hard to buck its rider in favor of greener pastures...but there's only so much you can do with a pretty pair of broken legs, and the smell of blood is nauseating at best. He doesn't belong in the world he came from, but he doesn't particularly belong to the one he's currently in, either, which leaves him bucking his legs somewhere in the middle.
"Those Talamasca spooks teach you that? Or are you always this...evasive?"
it was easy to feel like the world was an impending reminder of the worst parts of your life. that laying those bare for anyone, let alone a person that might use them against you, was all but a blistering motivation for all of the reasons why he might avoid any full truths. why he might find himself dancing around the facts to avoid any vulnerability that the vampire could poke at or play with. trust didn't come easily and choice or no choice, it was hard to unwind himself into something that felt like he might be tipping the scales a little. that despite everything, jasper could likely already read him. could already see everything guy was trying to avoid and that only made him more defensive. more willing to play fire with fire, even if it meant he might get burnt along the way.
" do you always ask so many questions? " he chuckles, except there's a nervous edge to it. the way his eyes seem to linger on jasper for a long moment and then float away again. like he's fighting his subconscious an the questions it wants to throw at him. " you could just try and poke around - why bother asking ? " it's all thrown out defensively like he's daring jasper to admit something too, expect guy doesn't expect to be met with anything but evasion.
" i'm not the only one not being honest...am I? "
lorcan had always been good at this— at making lucian feel wanted. in fact not just wanted, but truly needed. like he wasn't just some constant string of fuck ups that made him a good mouth to use but nothing past that. with lorcan, it got easier to believe he might actually be something good something worthy of love. even in their complications, even in the mess of mistakes, lorcan had always been pretty steady on that part. it made for a lethal combination when him and gild held him together. and he feels it now, he feels it in the intimacy of a kiss, in the slow movements that ache of intent and meaning. that had purpose that is so much deeper than just a base need. it was a gift to be cherished by lorcan, and lucian had never been good at turning away from it when the light was shone on him.
though it makes him vulnerable too. makes him weaker, more open. which in that moment, meant a shaky gasp— a watery, glassy look to his eyes when he peered back up at lorcan and a tightening in lucian's chest that clung, squeezing at him.
"am i not reason enough?" it's a thought that slips through before he can stop it and it echoes of a pain lucian was good at not confronting, not bringing up when they stole these moments. it was too heavy, too weighted. and lucian is very quickly desperate to bury it, to not shift that balanced weight too much. he couldn't. he would not ruin this moment, fragile in their hands.
so perhaps he kisses lorcan a little rougher, a little deeper. hands at the side of his neck and into his hair. tugging, pulling him against him with biting kisses— with tongue that presses, seeking, tasting, familiarising all over again. as if he could ever forget. fang catches, pulling at lorcan's lip and it's a sudden, more distracting rush of taste and connection. something to smooth over his own insecurities and it has lucian rolling his hips forward, more firmly pressing lorcan to the wall.
"come upstairs with me. let me retrace every part of you with my tongue. i'll remind you what you've been missing."
there was a pain in it, as if he was often the wilting sunflower needing to stare directly at the sun and yet his being meant he burned. he felt the sting of it and not because lucian's love wasn't something lorcan felt gifted to experience but because there was so much of him now that felt unworthy. as if having untethered himself for so long might just have made things worse because he was stained by him, needed him in more ways than he dare admit now and the kiss had all but opened the flood gates to that. his eyes soften when he's faced with lucian's reflected pain, the pain that had often been the sole reason for the comfort that lorcan felt naturally drawn to. as if by loving lucian, there was a place to see that who they were wasn't some burden.
he shakes his head finally, lips pressed into a sad sort of smile. " you've always been enough and you always will be. " it's spoken in some whisper, not wishing to break the solace of the moment. the way the seriousness of his words might break the desire. the need to bury themselves amongst each other.
the kiss holds him there, pushing him into a more distracted state as if the only thing he can taste is the way lucian feels. the way his lips taste, how hungry it makes him the moment his hips roll forward and all lorcan can do is whine for more. some pleading look of lust spoken between each returned movement, letting go with lucian was different. a comfortable anchor laid bare in the middle of the ocean and lucian was often the only reason he could breathe. " only if you promise to kiss me like that again? " he adds more gently, hands clutching at either side of his waist as if to keep lucian exactly where he was - pressed against him and able to feel how much lorcan did want this.
Rebel Moon — Chapter One: Chalice of Blood Dir. Zack Snyder
Santiago Cabrera as Aramis in THE MUSKETEERS 2.04 “Emilie”
ᝰ🚬 𝚉𝙰𝙲𝙷𝚁𝙿 .ᐟ RANDOM SUGGESTIVE DIALOGUE + ACTION PROMPTS. CHANGE ANY PRONOUNS IF NECESSARY. SOME MATURE THEMES MAY BE PRESENT. SEND "REVERSE" TO SWITCH THE ROLES OF SENDER AND RECEIVER.
DIALOGUE
come here, i just want you closer.
don't rush. i want to feel this.
you feel so good inside me.
i've been thinking about this all day.
tell me what you want.
you drive me absolutely insane.
i love it when you look at me like that.
don't stop, please.
i need you right here.
you're doing that on purpose, aren't you?
i can't stop touching you.
you feel perfect like this.
stay with me tonight.
i want all of you.
you make it hard to think straight.
look at me. keep your eyes on me.
i love the sounds you make.
you're being dangerous right now.
i missed you.. missed this part of you, too.
let me take my time with you.
you're warm. you're real.
i don't want this to end yet.
come closer. closer than that.
you feel like home.
don't tease me unless you mean it.
i like it when you lose control like this.
you're everything i want right now.
you're breathtaking when you're like this.
stay still, let me.
i love how responsive you are.
you're making this very difficult for me.
you don't know what you do to me.
say my name again.
can i come inside? please..
you feel even better than i imagined.
i want to hear you.
you're intoxicating.
i could touch you forever.
don't hide from me.
you're mine tonight.
you look incredible like this.
i love being this close to you.
you're shaking, i've got you.
you taste amazing.
i want you exactly like this.
i'm not letting you go yet.
you're taking me so well.
tell me if this feels good.
i love how soft you are.
breathe, you're doing so well.
i can feel your heartbeat.
i want to make you melt.
you're so beautiful it hurts.
stay right there.
i love when you get needy.
you don't have to be quiet with me.
you feel incredible under my hands.
i've wanted this longer than i'll admit.
you're all i can think about.
i want to savor you.
let me show you how much i want you.
you're making me weak.
i love being tangled up with you.
don't pull away.
i could get addicted to this.
you feel even better pressed against me.
you're driving me absolutely feral.
stay. just like that.
i love how you react to me.
i want to make you feel good.
you're mine in this moment.
you feel so right.
let me kiss you again.
you're intoxicating this close.
i love your hands on me.
you're impossible to resist.
don't stop touching me.
i love when you pull me closer.
you make me feel wanted.
i could stay like this forever.
you're everything i need right now.
i want to hear you come.
you're so warm.
let me take care of you.
i love when you relax into me.
you feel incredible against me.
i'm not done with you yet.
you're making this very tempting.
open up for me..
you're perfect right here.
i want you to remember this.
you're all mine tonight.
i love when you lean into me.
you make me ache.
don't hold back with me.
you feel amazing when you're like this.
i want to feel every part of you.
you're driving me crazy.
i love how close we are.
i don't want to stop touching you.
you're exactly where you belong.
let me feel you breathe.
you're making me lose focus.
stay with me a little longer.
you're everything i want right now.
i want you slow.
you feel incredible wrapped around me.
you're so responsive.
don't rush this.
i love when you look at me like that.
you make this feel so easy.
i want you close when you fall asleep.
you're intoxicating like this.
i love your warmth.
stay right here with me.
you make me feel wanted.
i want you to feel how much i want you.
don't go yet.
you're making me want more.
i love being like this with you.
you're everything in this moment.
let me hold you.
you feel so good against me.
i want to remember this.
you're breathtaking this close.
stay tangled up with me.
i love how you fit with me.
you're making me soft.
i want to stay right here.
don't stop touching me like that.
you're incredible.
i love how needy you get.
you feel perfect right now.
let me keep you here.
you're everything i want.
i want to make this last.
you're making me melt.
stay close.
i love your closeness.
you're intoxicating.
don't move.
i want you exactly like this.
you make me feel alive.
i love being wrapped up with you.
you're so easy to love like this.
you're everything to me right now.
i don't want to rush this moment.
you feel so right.
i want to fall asleep like this.
you're mine tonight.
ACTIONS
( fingers ) : for SENDER to lace their fingers with RECEIVER'S.
( lean ) : for SENDER to lean in until their breaths mingle.
( trail ) : for SENDER to trail their fingertips along RECEIVER'S arm.
( slow ) : for SENDER to press a slow kiss to RECEIVER'S mouth.
( waist ) : for SENDER to pull RECEIVER closer by the waist.
( body ) : for SENDER to press their body against RECEIVER'S.
( neck ) : for SENDER to nuzzle into RECEIVER'S neck.
( murmur ) : for SENDER to murmur softly against RECEIVER'S skin.
( cradle ) : for SENDER to cradle RECEIVER'S face in their hands.
( linger ) : for SENDER to linger close without speaking.
( back ) : for SENDER to stroke RECEIVER'S back slowly.
( firmly ) : for SENDER to hold RECEIVER'S firmly in their arms.
( guide ) : for SENDER to guide RECEIVER'S to their lap by the hips.
( forehead ) : for SENDER to rest their forehead against RECEIVER'S.
( sigh ) : for SENDER to sigh softly against RECEIVER'S mouth.
( cup ) : for SENDER to cup RECEIVER'S cheek gently.
( jaw ) : for SENDER to trail kisses along RECEIVER'S jawline.
( arms ) : for SENDER to wrap their arms around RECEIVER.
( tug ) : for SENDER to tug RECEIVER closer by their clothing.
( temple ) : for SENDER to press a kiss to RECEIVER'S temple.
( skin ) : for SENDER to linger with their lips against RECEIVER'S skin.
( chest ) : for SENDER to hold RECEIVER close against their chest.
( thumb ) : for SENDER to brush their thumb over RECEIVER'S lips.
( deep ) : for SENDER to kiss RECEIVER slowly and deeply.
( nudge ) : for SENDER to nudge RECEIVER closer with their knee.
( curl ) : for SENDER to curl around RECEIVER protectively.
( rest ) : for SENDER to rest their hand at RECEIVER'S lower back.
( lap ) : for SENDER to pull RECEIVER into their lap.
( collar ) : for SENDER to kiss along RECEIVER'S collarbone.
( hips ) : for SENDER to hold RECEIVER'S hips firmly.
( hair ) : for SENDER to brush hair away from RECEIVER'S face.
( press ) : for SENDER to press slow kisses along RECEIVER'S neck.
( nuzzle ) : for SENDER to nuzzle closer, seeking warmth.
( stroke ) : for SENDER to stroke RECEIVER'S thigh absently.
( still ) : for SENDER to hold RECEIVER still beneath their hands.
( kiss ) : for SENDER to kiss RECEIVER'S until they both breathless.
( trace ) : for SENDER to trace small circles on RECEIVER'S skin.
( heart ) : for SENDER to rest their hand over RECEIVER'S heart.
( brush ) : for SENDER to brush their nose against RECEIVER'S.
( wrap ) : for SENDER to wrap their legs around RECEIVER.
( hold ) : for SENDER to hold RECEIVER after climaxing.
( savor ) : for SENDER to kiss RECEIVER slowly, savoring it.
( cuddle ) : for SENDER to pull RECEIVER into a tight cuddle.
( cheek ) : for SENDER to rest their cheek against RECEIVER'S shoulder.
( pull ) : for SENDER to pull RECEIVER closer until there's no space left.
I usually stay away from adding too many game muses but I will be adding verso dessendra from expedition 33 because just wow. I am gonna be hyperfixated on this game for so long.
already apologising for being a little bit mia, I have three night shifts to work. we’re short staffed and have two people in hospital and a ridiculous number of levels on the ward.
working in healthcare is not fun at all these days.
will hopefully be able to be mobile at some point but if not I’ll be around after monday.
L. V., writing as you sleep
