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This blog is...
now archived for various reasons. Nothing anyone did. Just wanted to organize things better. My New blog can be found at… You guessed it!
https://moirafreed.tumblr.com/
This blog is...
now archived for various reasons. Nothing anyone did. Just wanted to organize things better. My New blog can be found at… You guessed it!
https://moirafreed.tumblr.com/
As a note...
Now that this blog is archived I’m going to be gradually unfollowing people.
Not anything any of you did. I just want to ensure everything is cleaned up as much as possible so that I can concentrate on the new blogs.
Besides I need to follow people on the new blogs anyways. So there’s a good chance I’ll be following you anyways, just not on here.
This blog is...
now archived for various reasons. Nothing anyone did. Just wanted to organize things better. My New blog can be found at… You guessed it!
https://moirafreed.tumblr.com/
This blog is...
now archived for various reasons. Nothing anyone did. Just wanted to organize things better. My New blog can be found at... You guessed it!
https://moirafreed.tumblr.com/
downloadingsoul:
8.21.13.1.14 ∆ Had Moira voiced her thoughts, she’d have struck a nerve in the droid and lost the chance for an assistant that didn’t need to eat, drink, or sleep. Yet she remained oblivious to the other’s inner dialogue and simply listened. The offer came so abrupt she wasn’t certain if it could be trusted. Had she not been the one to initiate a conversation, she’d have feared the doctor’s colleagues discovered what he’d kept hidden from them. Her distrust wasn’t entirely off the table yet however. In fact, weren’t it for her current job and the slums she resided in, she’d have declined already.
It’d be nice if she could see these stars people spoke so fondly of.
Taking the note, she analyzed the list, made calculations and accessed her built in wifi and gps to pinpoint every errand’s location. “If I get the funds for a Uber, I’ll have it done an hour from now.” Going by car would be much faster than using public transport. The highways were only accessible to a select group after all. “I’m a machine, Dr. O’Deorain, whether I want to be or not. I learn significantly faster than the average human and I never tire. You’ll want to keep me as an assistant a week from now.”
Tilting her head Moira considered Andre for a moment before nodding in acceptance, and transferring funds. It was a fair request, and she had the money. It wasn't as though she was poor with the job she had after all, and as she hardly lived a life of excess being a workaholic... well if Andre simply took the money and left it would be far from the largest risk or the largest loss she'd ever had.
Lips curving into an intrigued smile Moira took a puff off of her vape. It was fascinating how the android spoke. Few if any droids expressed anything like a desire to be other then a machine. Most didn't seem conscious enough to have such an opinion. Of course that made the inquisitive side of the tall woman come out. “Prove it. Give me an idea of your potential. Impress me.” Standing Moira nodded towards a nearby coffee shop.
“I'll be in there. Hour and a half passes, and I'll be gone. Also just as a note. I'm not known for my politeness, but rather being blunt and matter of fact. Some would say to the point of rudeness. I had one assistant that insisted on taking everything I said as a personal attack they left. Don't bother coming back if you can't handle me telling you that the coffee sucks, and the messages you took didn't include enough information so do better in the future.” Raising a hand Moira waved, and headed into the shop to sit and do a bit of work while waiting for the droid.
Contemplating...
Doing a reorganization of my blogs, and moving Moira and Sombra to their own main and side blog.
I just realized
I am really behind on responses, and have kept people waiting for a week+ on a few things. Sooo…
I’m sorry all! I will try to catch up as soon as possible.
Move-In Day
drorah-walks:
“I enjoy games myself,” D'rorah assured Moira when she responded defensively about her Pokemon catching. "I like that this one encourages people who might not otherwise do so to get out into the world. And as you say, it seems easy enough to play between classes or whatever.
Once Moira slipped the phone away, D'rorah continued on to the car.
“I thought we could start with Target,” she suggested. "They usually have a good mix of things. I am open to suggestions, however.“ The car chirped quietly as the doors unlocked. D'rorah slid in behind the wheel and fastened her seatbelt, checking the mirrors and waiting until Moira was safely inside before she began backing out of her parking spot.
Already, there was someone in a Corolla with their blinker on, waiting for the spot they were leaving. "And perhaps we can get dinner while we are out?” she added. "My treat. Consider it a “getting to know you” welcome gift.“ Such gestures of goodwill, in her experience, went a long way.
“I can be a bit work obsessed at times. It makes for a good way to remind myself to take a moment to just kind of get a breath.” Technically it was more like very work obsessed, but Moira loved her work so didn't see it as much of a problem.
Slipping into the car Moira nodded in easy agreement. “Target is fine with me. I'd rather go there then Walmart. As for dinner that sounds good. Also since you brought up food, I'm a pescatarian. Only meat I indulge in is fish. A lot of the time I'm very nearly a vegetarian for that matter. I don't particularly care what others eat though.” Giving a little shrug she glanced over with an easy smile.
“However if it's all the same to you I'd rather not end up at some steak house.” A faint teasing note was in Moira's voice, and deliberately so as she didn't want to make her new roommate feel defensive or anything. All the same... Moira really didn't like steak houses typically. At least not the cheaper chain ones that people she'd known would typically go to.
The corolla took their spot as quickly as possible barely waiting long enough for them to pull out. Moira scowled for a moment looking in the mirror to watch them. “They could have waited an extra second, and not risked getting paint scraped off of the bumper.” Shaking her head she settled back in her seat which did of course include pushing her seat back as far as possible before she glanced over to D'rorah.
“So why this college?”
Imagine your OTP exploring each others’ bodies, but not in a sexual way. Finding their different birthmarks, looking over each others’ scars and sharing the stories behind them, running their hands over one another and just appreciating the feeling of the other person next to them.
dirty talk .
“If we weren’t at this party and these people weren’t around, I would jump you right now…”
“What would you say if I asked you to go down on me right now?”
“It might sound greedy, but I need your cock so bad right now…”
“I wish I could control myself better around you, but when I see you, all I want to do is rip your clothes off and fuck you.”
“I need to feel you inside me.”
“Nobody has ever fucked me like you do.”
“Even when you’re in a bad mood, I want to fuck you.”
“I’m going to mark you as mine tonight.”
“When we get home, I’m going to make you orgasm so hard.”
“Knowing that you can completely overpower me makes me so crazy horny.“
“What would you prefer I wear tonight, a thong or panties or nothing at all?”
“Would you discipline me if I was acting bratty?”
“If these people weren’t here, I would be on my knees with your cock in my mouth.”
“I can barely concentrate; I just keep thinking about you grabbing me and taking me.”
“I’ve got a sexy surprise for you later…”
"I wish we could just stay in bed and have sex all day long…”
“I love it when you wear tight clothes.”
“Guess what color my panties are?”
“We need to meet after work; this horniness is killing me.”
“I just want to wrap my pussy around your cock.”
“I just want to wrap my ass around your cock.”
“You look so fucking hot in the morning.”
“I wore these panties just for you.”
“I feel so horny and helpless when you dominate me.”
“Tonight is going to be a lot of fun…”
“If you play your cards right, you’ve got some pleasure/fun coming your way.”
“Stop looking at me like that, it’s making me wet.”
“Stop looking at me like that, it’s making me hard.”
“Tonight we’re going to do what I want to do. But don’t worry, it’s going to be a lot of fun!”
“I’m going to make you scream and shout tonight!”
“It’s a pity we’re not in bed right now because all I can think of is feeling your body on mine.”
House O'Deorain. ((moirafreed))
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Reaper: We have got to find a way to cut down expenses.
Reaper: What can we live without?
Moira: McCree, probably.
The "You said I couldn't so I went ahead and did it" Squad
I love when people are genuinely excited about our plots/ships. I love when I’m not the only one who’s like “!!!” I love it. @ my partners you will literally never annoy me by being overly excited about our ships I love it so much.
Welp...
I have a Sombra now over at
https://booptheworld.tumblr.com/