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It's Sexual Sunday so...
send my muse inappropriate questions
flirt with them anonymously or not
try to make them blush
kiss them at random
send me terrible pickup lines
get my muse hot and bothered
Pretty much this is your excuse to do what you want to my muse and see if you can get away with it. So go crazy!
I completely forgot!
I forgot I had this blog. Would anyone be interested in me continuing with this one or should I just move her to a different blog?
Hey this is me doing standup!
ngl i was not expecting that
Send "Can I kiss you?" to see how my muse responds.
A Summary of Marvel Movies
Was that last one really necessary
fundamental rule of marvel comics, no one stays dead, except uncle ben.
Text Message @ Nixie
Meanwhile, Brent was in his skivvies, and not much else. It really wasn’t that cold, Nixie was just a pussy, honestly. He closed the door behind her, then leaned against it so she wouldn’t be too tempted to leave again. Not that he would hold her there against her will, but still. “But I have something you want. And it’s not ice cream, so don’t ask.”
She took her shoes off and walked over to the closest to put her coat and scarf away. Looking back over to him she cocked her head to the side and crossed her arms. "So, if it's not ice cream, what is it? I hope it's not your dick..."
Text Message @ Nixie
Lazy as he was, Brent still made the effort to get up off the couch where he’d been planted for the last hour or so, and moved to the door to let Nixie in. Boy, was she going to be disappointed to find that he really didn’t have any ice cream. Opening the door to a slightly shivering girl, he smirked and stepped aside. “I knew you’d come.”
Nixie had her coat pulled close and the scarf wrapped around her neck and part of his face so that she could keep some what warm. When the door was opened she rolled her eyes and walked inside, slowly taking off her layers of the warm clothes. "Shut up, I could always leave you know."
i warned her
it’s a shame the original caption for this is gone bc it was a really nice story. An author decided he wanted his 2000-ish word essay tattooed onto people, but only one word per person, if someone was to die, the story would be gone. It’s kind of amazing to think, imagine being that author and having a story that could never be read, yet it could be anywhere in the world. idk man I just think it’s pretty incredible.
"Shelley Jackson’s Skin project, a 2095-word story published exclusively in tattoos, one word each on as many willing volunteers, so it can never be read in its proper order, but just exists, pulsing, out in the world at all times."
do you realize what this is saying? you are part of a big story. if you were gone, the whole story would have something missing. this is great.
Text Message @ Nixie
Brent: But... sex.
Nixie: But...ice cream.
Nixie: Come open your door it's freezing outside.
Magician Zach King
The Ministry is going to be pissed…
Send "(─‿‿─)" to cuddle with my muse!
yet another unrealistic standard for women
Send Me "Fingers Through Your Hair" for My Muse's reaction to opening their eyes and finding their head layed back in Your Muse's lap, while Your Muse Strokes their hair..
My Muse Forgot To Lock The Door And Yours Walks In On Mine In The Shower. How Does Yours React?
