LIFE SAVER

An Indie FANDOMLESS OC. Played by Rachel. Originally on ofsurgery. Please Read Rules & About before rping.

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okay everyone, i need a fresh start with this blog. instead of going through the hassle of putting this muse on my mulit or revamping her completely, i’ve just decided to put her on a sideblog. she will be now available there. follow backs would probably be through my multi livesunfold. thank you for your support; me and marisa can now be found heartsurgecn.tumblr.com

[heartsurgecn-a]

okay everyone, i need a fresh start with this blog. instead of going through the hassle of putting this muse on my mulit or revamping her completely, i’ve just decided to put her on a sideblog. she will be now available there. follow backs would probably be through my multi livesunfold. thank you for your support; me and marisa can now be found heartsurgecn.tumblr.com

[heartsurgecn-a]

okay everyone, i need a fresh start with this blog. instead of going through the hassle of putting this muse on my mulit or revamping her completely, i’ve just decided to put her on a sideblog. she will be now available there. follow backs would probably be through my multi livesunfold. thank you for your support; me and marisa can now be found heartsurgecn.tumblr.com

[heartsurgecn-a]

okay everyone, i need a fresh start with this blog. instead of going through the hassle of putting this muse on my mulit or revamping her completely, i’ve just decided to put her on a sideblog. she will be now available there. follow backs would probably be through my multi livesunfold. thank you for your support; me and marisa can now be found heartsurgecn.tumblr.com

[heartsurgecn-a]

withoutapprcval‌:

@heartsurgecn liked for a starter.

It was Ella’s idea to drag her here and though Drizella wanted to fight, even she couldn’t disagree the fact that something in her spine definitely needed checking. Blow after blow her back took, whether it was being slammed into concrete by a magical blow or being thrown down a well…something had to have cracked. Walking was fine, the pain was easy enough to ignore most of the time…except for the random, erratic influxes of pain that wracked her body at the most inconvenient of times. She was mumbling to herself, heels tapping against the chair’s legs when the door opened and a familiar face walked in. 

“Hey there, Doc. Missed me?” She muttered almost sarcastically, rubbing a hand over her temples.

Marisa had stopped trying to predict who or what she was going to see each day. She knew that each day was going to come with it’s own set of challenges and that no two patients would be the same. Even if she saw the same patient over and over again, it didn’t mean that she could always provide them the same kinds of care. That what may have worked in the past may not work again. But she loved her job and wouldn’t change it for the world. She felt as if she could truly make a difference in someone’s life. She looked up at the chart at the sound of Drizella’s voice. “Oh, you’re back. What brings you in this time?”

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heroicxrealm‌:

“There are not flights out?” She wanted to go home, leave this annoying dorm for her slightly less annoying guard’s quarter. Although that one didn’t come with the added bonus of sleeping beside Marisa, she still liked the bed. “I’m sorry, Mars. I know you wanted to get home sooner. I’ll call the airlines and see what I can do about this. Maybe we can get you a helicopter or something.”

“No, and Daddy doesn’t want to send a private plane to come get us either. He’s too scared because of the storm. And I get that. I don’t want to risk my life or anyone else’s just to fly in this weather.” She sighed softly and rested her head on Emma’s shoulder. “At least I am stuck here with you. I could only imagine what it would be like if I was all alone.”

[selfsaving]

A  FUCKED  UP  KISSING  MEME  bc  who  needs  soft  kisses  when  you  can  have  This   !

(   send  me   ‘  💔  ’   to  generate  the  angsty  way  that  our  muses  kiss.  feel  free  to  specify  a  number  or  who  is  kissing  who  if  you’d  like.   )

a  kiss  when  it’s  not  wanted.

a  kiss  when  it’s  not  allowed.

a  violent  kiss.

a  bloody  kiss.

a  lying  kiss.

a  kiss  as  a  warning.

a  kiss  on  an  injury  your  muse  gave  to  mine.

a  kiss  on  an  injury  my  muse  gave  to  yours.

a  kiss  accompanying  your  muse  injuring  mine.

a  kiss  accompanying  my  muse  injuring  yours.

a  drunk  /  drugged  kiss.

a   ‘  goodbye  ’   kiss.

a   ‘  please  ’   kiss.

an   ‘  i’m  sorry  ’   kiss.

an   ‘  i’ll  be  back  ’   kiss.

a  kiss  to  gain  control.

a  kiss  to  give  up  control.

a  kiss  that  draws  blood.

a  kiss  with  tears.

a  kiss  that  won’t  be  remembered.

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storiesxtold‌:

Emma was rather surprised when Marisa accepted her dare. She thought she would brush it off again and that would be that, but here she was going along with it. “Seriously?” She stood and removed her jacket before sitting on the edge of Marisa’s bed. She pat the spot next to her softly. “Come here.” She was suddenly a little nervous about her ability to perform with such high stakes, but she didn’t let it show.

Marisa was nervous as well. She couldn’t believe that she had agreed to this. But it felt like it was too late now. She wanted this, wanted to finally understand what the big deal about sex was and did believe that Emma would show her. She tried to push her nerves aside wanting to enjoy this as much as she could. She sat next to her friend and gave her a soft smile. “It’s like you said. How am I supposed to tell someone what I like if I don’t know what I like. And when will I ever get the chance to do this with someone whom I trust as much as you again?”

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I got a new theme for this blog. I mostly like it, but does someone mind telling you what you think? 

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storiesxtold‌:

Emma didn’t want to push Marisa into anything she didn’t want to do, but she didn’t want her friend to miss out on this. She could tell it was something Marisa was considering, but she wasn’t sure if her friend would go for it or not. “It doesn’t have to be weird. There’s no timetable for liking or not liking women.” She couldn’t deny the small deflate in ego when Marisa said she had never thought of her that way, but she knew that already. “I just… I don’t want you to miss out on this kind of experience and you’re never going to know just how much fun you can have during sex unless you start somewhere. Why not start with me?”

Marisa knew that Emma had a point. If she didn’t learn to enjoy sex now, she would never learn how to enjoy it later. Besides she trusted Emma and knew that Emma would make this enjoyable. She just had to get out of her own head. She took a small breath and looked up at her roommate and friend. She just had to take a risk in her life for once. Why not start with something she was sure to enjoy? If it made things awkward between them, well they never had to speak of this again. She nodded and gave a soft, shy smile. “I.. I accept your dare.” She nearly whispered, too afraid to speak any louder for fear of ruining the moment.  

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storiesxtold‌:

Emma wasn’t entirely sure what had come over her, but now she felt this intense desire to show Marisa what real pleasure could be like. “I’m entirely serious. Look, you obviously aren’t doing things right down there and there’s no way you’re going to be able to tell a guy how to do it to you right if you don’t figure out how you like it. I’m simply offering to help you figure that out.”

Marisa is still in a state of shock. She is confused why Emma would even offer this and even more confused at herself for not denying that she didn’t want this outright. How could she even consider this even for a second? It would ruin hers and Emma’s relationship, that much she was certain of. She bit her lip and thought about it for a second before she responded. “I... but I’ve never thought of you or another woman that way before.... wouldn’t it be weird to start now?”

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storiesxtold‌:

Emma didn’t think she could be more surprised about this answer from Marisa until she heard the other girl ask if she could give herself an orgasm. “Yeah. Yeah you can definitely give yourself one.” Emma nodded. “Okay we need to do something about this.” She moved onto her knees next to Marisa. “I dare you to let me attempt to give you your first orgasm. Purely for science and your pleasure of course.” She surprised herself a little in her boldness, but she couldn’t let her roommate and crush go on not knowing the pleasure she could experience.

Marisa’s eyes widened instantly and she looked at her roommate once more. Emma wasn’t serious was she? She knew Emma had been with women before, but never really thought much of that. Marisa just saw herself as an unlovable person who would probably end up alone because of her dedication to work. She would be okay never having pleasure in her life, because she’d have all her other dreams come true. She licked her lips, her eyes never once leaving Emma’s. “What? Wait... are you being serious?”

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weallhaveastorytotell‌:

From the moment they had met Emma had been attracted to her roommate. But as they had gotten to know each other she had realized Marisa was straight and that there was no chance between them. Of course that didn’t mean her crush had gone away. Now they were sitting around and she was learning intimate details about her which was better than nothing. At least that was what Emma told herself. She raised her brows in surprise at the answer to her most recent question. “Never? Like really never? You’ve never even given yourself one?”

Marisa could already feel her cheeks redden as she thought over Emma’s question. She wasn’t the type to be open about sex and certainly never liked to talk about it. Was it because she was doing it wrong? That she never could enjoy herself? She bit her lip shyly and looked down, away from her friend. “I... wait, you can do that?” She was raised in a Catholic home where masturbation had been considered a sin. She had since left her Catholic teachings behind, but still found it hard to touch herself, but maybe she should have a change in attitude.... “No... I’ve never had one.” She admitted again.

@storiesxtold​

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🎄 {Emma}

12. our muses snowed in together due to a snow storm

Marisa had been looking forward to going home. She missed her family and missed her people. But because of her late final - that she couldn’t change - there only ended up being one remaining flight out to her home. There was a storm supposed to come in later and she assumed she’d be able to get out of there in time. But unfortunately the snow had other plans and had come in a full three hours early. All flights were cancelled and the princess was stuck at her school until further notice. Luckily for her she had her roommate around there to keep her company. She gave Emma a soft smile as she handed her some hot chocolate. “Well, looks like it’s just you and me until the snow clears.”

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i keep thinking to archive this blog and put her on my multimuse, but the last time she was on a multimuse she never got rped with and just ugh sigh... why am i so indecisive, in other news, hi! im alive and am gonna be on the rest of the night! 

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