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dusting off my nutty little moira; like this post for a starter.
dusting off my nutty little moira; like this post for a starter.
"Breaking shit so you have to clean it up. Duh."
"Always a pleasure," she repeated levelly and bent to carefully retrieve the broken pieces of the glass plate. A thinly veiled insult followed. "It's times like these that you remind me so much of your dear mother."
"I was just admiring your feather duster," Mason said with a grin.
Moira glanced at him with sex bored eyes and a ghost of a smile as she brought the duster down the center of her chest. "You like it?"
send one for my muse's reaction.
"I love you."
"I wish you loved me."
"Everyone can tell you love me, it’s obvious."
"I just wanna give you the love you never had, why won’t you let me?"
"I want to hold you like no one else has, love you like no one else has, and make you mine in ways no one else ever will."
"I would kiss every last one of your scars away if you would let me."
"I know your scared, but I promise I’ll protect you."
"I just want you to be mine, and me to be yours."
"Can I just hug you?"
"I’ve never met you, and this is totally crazy, but wow I really like you."
"So….you free tonight?"
"You know I’m totally free tonight if you wanna do something…"
"Can I keep you?"
"Kiss me before I go."
"If this is goodbye, I have to know what you would’ve done if I had confessed to you sooner…."
"You look really beautiful/handsome in that."
"Did it hurt? When you fell from heaven, I mean."
"Wow, I’ve never seen an angel before…"
”You’re the hottest person in this place.”
“I saw that. You just checked me out.”
"You’re cute, but I bet you’d be even cuter moaning my name and begging me for ‘it’."
"Aw, your so cute. How about I buy you a drink?"
"Can I get a picture with you? Cause when I tell my mom/dad about this, he’s/she’s gonna want proof that I saw an angel."
"Hey, can I get your number?"
“*wolf whistle*”
"I wanna fuck you."
"You look so cute in that skirt~."
"I love your outfit, but I think it would look better on my bedroom floor."
"I just want a chance to love you."
"I just really like, you?"
"I don’t know! Okay? I don’t know, I just…I just like you…"
"God, you look beautiful squirming like that."
"I wanna bite you, I wanna bruise you, and I wanna take you. Right here, right now." “Oh darling, I’m going to break you.”
"I wanna bite you, I wanna scratch you, I wanna bruise you, I wanna make you scream for me."
"I just want you to be mine."
"Just let me have this, this moment where we’re still us, please?"
"If you don’t love me, can’t you pretend for just a minute? Just let me have this, just for now, please…"
"When you leave me tomorrow, and I’m alone in this bed, I’m gonna wonder if you let people see all those bruises and bitemarks on your skin. I’m gonna wonder if they all know your my good little boy/girl or if they think they can have you, and that your there’s for the taking."
"Be a good little boy/girl for your master."
"Be a good little boy/girl for your mistress."
"Don’t hold it in, don’t bite it back. I wanna hear your voice, or I’ll stop."
"Shhh, shhh. You don’t want them to hear you, do you?"
"Bad boy/girl, I told you to stay quite until I said otherwise."
"Aw, your so cute when your begging."
"Get on your hands and knees and beg me."
"I really wanna get you home and out of all those clothes."
"Strip. Now."
"Mm, I might just leave you tied up, get you all hot and excited, then not do anything at all."
“What do you think you’re doing?”
Put "Oops!" in my askbox
I’ll use a random number generator and respond to…
1. Your character walking in on mine naked. 2. Your character walking in on mine on the toilet. 3. Your character walking in on mine having a tea party with stuffed animals. 4. Your character walking in on mine in the shower. 5. Your character walking in on mine waking from a nightmare. 6. Your character walking in on mine kissing a stranger. 7. Your character walking in on mine making a shady transaction. 8. Your character walking in on mine in a revealing costume. 9. Your character walking in on mine in bed with someone. 10. Your character walking in on mine being attacked by a masked assailant. 11. Your character walking in on mine waiting in bed for them. 12. Your character walking in on mine singing at the top of their lungs. 13. Your character walking in on mine watching pornography. 14. Your character walking in on mine in the middle of a mental breakdown. 15. Your character walking in on mine piss drunk. 16. Your character walking in on mine having a heart attack. 17. Your character walking in on mine having an embarrassing fall. 18. Your character walking in on mine throwing up. 19. Your character walking in on mine masturbating. 20. Your character walking in on mine… [mun’s choice]
Sent me "Finders! Keepers!" To claim my character and have them tied up
“You do not live; you are not allowed to die. You drift between earth and death which seem, finally, strangely alike.” — Louise Glück
"Want to give me a hand?"
----after a long sleep i'm baaaack~ jump in my askbox if you maybe wanna do somethin'!
--captainperoxidespike
The minx's eyes are all over the man in the long coat. He's dead, that much is clear by his pallor alone, and most certainly new. Fresh meat. But by the look in his eyes she wonders if she has that backward.
"You lost?"
——boop feeling especially moira-y tonight. like for a starter y/y? or message me for some fun plotty times!
”I…—-“
“Fine. I need a drink.” She stood then, moving to the liquor cabinet and quickly downing a glass of whiskey.
The minx sat still, fingers lazily traipsing the lace collar of her uniform as a honey slow smile grew on her lips, interfered only by pearly white teeth that bit into the flesh. "Liquid courage?"
First person to say 'Master' owns my muse as a slave for five days.