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New blog can be found @reliantisms !
New blog can be found @reliantisms !
considering archiving this count and starting fresh! does anyone remember me? lmao.
Guess who just remembered her login info? Me. It's me.
rolls onto this blog after 500 years.
eyyyy.
🍵 (Not sure if you're still accepting but I really wanna rp with you!! 0w0 )
Abel pauses, eyebrows furrowing as if he expects this to have a punchline.
When it doesn’t he swallows air, cheeks turning a bit red. ❝ I would not be
opposed to spending more time with you, Selene. For all the time we spend
working together, I honestly know very little about you. ❞ He smiles, reaches
over and gently touches the other man’s wrist. ❝ Let’s change that. ❞
[ sighs, starting to feel like i’m becoming less & less welcome in this community.
maybe it’ll pass? i just feel unneeded. ]
thisfighterkicksass:
“Any worse and I would’ve figured you to be a part of the floor any second.”
He lets Abel brush over his lips, have a little taste before he decides he doesn’t want to play this game. A hand over Abel’s cheek, fingers curling back into pale, blond strands and Cain has a hold of Abel at the base of his head and is pulling him in. The kiss is hard, hungry, and boarding upon animalistic and dirty. Abel’s not the only one that’s been left a bit wanting and a bit lonely it would seem.
Things never stay sweet & gentle with Cain for long----not that it’s something
that really bothers Abel. Fingers thread through his hair and pull him close.
Heat of another is such a simple thing, though Abel never would have guessed
it would be something so precious to him. Wrapping his arms around Cain’s
waist, he presses against the other and sighs when their lips do part.
“Cain----stay with me.” The context even he is not so sure of.
thisfighterkicksass:
“What’s the matter, sweetheart? Need a little attention?”
“----oh.” He pauses, smiles a little as his cheeks turn a light
shade of pink. “Nothing’s the matter, Cain---- I was just thinking.
Did I really look that mopey?” To which Abel smiles and brushes
his lips against Cain’s.
He has Abel pressed against the wall as he kisses him, slow and languid and absolutely filthy. By the time he breaks away to breath, he realizes that he's even harder now, cock trapped painfully in his pants. "Fuck. Wish I had more time. I gotta go," he says, voice raspy, "But I'll see you tonight." It's a promise. It's something to look forward to. He leans in for one last kiss and then slips out the room.
He’s left breathless, cheeks flushing as he lets Cain’s hand slip from his. “Cain----” He pauses, collects himself as he tries to concentrate on anything other than the warmth pooling in his stomach. “Stay safe.”
Send me “🍵” for your muse to ask mine out for a coffee date.
“ Mind if I sit next to you? Phobos is being a pain
in the ass. “
when you want ship partners but are too terrified to ask zzz
also go add my bering idefk what ill do w him dominates
indie starfighter rp blog for commander bering.
i made a bloge for bering i
don’t know what im doing
god bless
“ I was trying to sleep----what do you need?”
i’ve seen a lot of opposing opinions w/ the whole sending in meme things if you reblog them and all----
some people, like me, are vastly paranoid about being annoying. or a burden. especially sending in meme shit to people i do not know gives me anxiety attacks.
it’s legit not that i’m trying to disrespect you or be a massive thundercunt.
i just am absolutely mortified at the thought of inconveniencing people or making them feel obligated to interact with a shitlord like me.