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[sanguinisa]

@osculumabmor gets to have some fun ;;

She's so pretty, with her pink hair and her sweet face. Pretty, pretty Grier, on whom Nan had hung her world view. It was only natural that she seek Grier out when she got like this. Nan's base urges overcame her, a vicious cracking of bones turning her into a beast worthy of the name Bhaalspawn. She'd prowled around camp, seeking out anyone who could be slaughtered, but the only bodies she found were allies, necessary for the fight ahead. Once they defeated the Netherbrain, they would be little more than fodder, but for now, it left her frustrated. Restless. Unsatisfied.

Grier's tent wasn't large enough to accommodate her new bulk. Nan didn't even bother trying. Instead, she reached in, wrapping a hand around the woman's waist, and dragging her out into the open. Saliva dripped from her toothy maw as she brought her face close to Grier's, yellow eyes burning with desire. Fulfill my needs, they said. Be my prey tonight. It was not a request.

[archaeval]

@eritvita ;

His eyelashes flutter, that genial Knowing of his own breadth and body placed upon full display to hath her dazzled, wooed, offered 'pon a silver platter the truest Beauty couldst Roland ever possibly gander. "Thou art Beautiful, Ruby," murmurs he, and reaches he to touch the bones of her cobwebb'd wrist; to rub his thumb gently, manipulatively, 'long the delicate veins what hide there. He leans fully into her grasp, and dost borne his eyelids at half-mast. "Wilt thou kiss me, oh Librarian?"

She is an old creature, one too comfortable in her books and corridors, and Roland is still new. For all the years she has known him, it is dwarfed in the loneliness in which she once reveled.

And so there is a catch in her breath as he touches her the delicate skin of her wrist. His touch burns. She knows why. She is afraid of why.

She leans down all the same, but does not close the distance between them, frightened as she is. Has anyone been so close in all her time in the archive? Has anyone touched her thus and lived? "I could devour you whole," she whispers, and there is longing on her tongue she'd forgotten how to taste.

[echomancerforhire]

whar'ya doin' with that skull? ya duggerin' it!? (cont'd)

No, it didn't feel like riding a bike. No, this was a shameful thing to do, creeping like a thief in the night to unlock this door for Mnemonic. No, he wasn't hoping to impress her at all. And no, he certainly was not enjoying it. At all. The cocksure grin he gave her as the lock pick slipped easily into his fingers was...just for show. Yes. "I wasn't always a choir boy." August said with a half-smile, focusing mostly on working the lock open slowly, patiently. "I...spent a lot of time with a man that I thought was good, and he wasn't. And while there, I...did and learned some shameful things. And because it made him happy, I got really, really good at them."

Click. There it is. He smiled, and looked up to Mnemonic as he packed up the kit, and opened the door for her. "Apres vous."

No, it didn't feel good to be breaking and entering again. At all.

@mindxthief

[ruralmcd]

@storyborn asked: [ 📲 • sms ] —— i gave you my number so you could text me punk 😛 (hazel)

[sms] Sorry. [sms] Kind of passed out as soon as I got home.

[lifeofaninstigator]

@experimentalfma continued from here "I'm fine," he replied, clearly unbothered by the whole unusual situation. He pushed himself off the table and joined Ed's side. He took the hand not holding the bouquet, violet eyes meeting golden. "I just wanted a chance to show you how much you mean to me. I've never taken you out, and it's about time, you know. You deserve to be taken out somewhere nice from time to time, right?"

He wasn't so sure about that. Greed might think he was fine, but he was acting differently. There was something strangely familiar about Greed's behavior, but Ed couldn't quite put his finger on it. Sure they had gone out plenty of times but not like this. And they had always had fun doing the things they did. While he didn't need something like this because he knew how Greed felt about him, Ed couldn't deny that he was pleasantly surprised by the gesture. It felt like a date, something they had never done before.

Then Greed's eyes met his and Ed couldn't help but smile a little. He loved it when Greed looked at him like that. "Alright, I'm game. Let's go out and enjoy ourselves."

[leondxs]

@icangiveyouanything | cont. (x)

Leondas stirred at the scent of something tantalizing, awaking entirely when he heard a voice speaking to him. Eyes snapped open. Before he could find himself startled by Shade's sudden appearance, he was entranced by the mortal being dangled before him. His pupils shrank.

Silently he watched the human being held so precariously - hypnotized. His stomach grumbled and his teeth ached in his gums. A clawed hand began to reach for it, but ultimately paused.

Surely he was not being given such a treat - not without a price. His features hardened as he finally pried his gaze away, scrutinizing Shade carefully as he wiped a bit of drool from his lip.

❝ What sort of game are you playing at? ❞

[rxcklxssabandonx]

continued from here ; @thefvrious

"it's not the gay thing." there's a beat, a moment that seems to hesitate and linger in the space between them. "it might be the gay thing." donny isn't even really sure he knows. he brings his drink up to take a sip, lets that thought and that silence settle before he shrugs. "i think it's more the fact that i didn't join the family business and went into my own thing. despite the fact that i run a company now that makes tons of money. publishing isn't what my parents pictured for me. it's not stock trading, for sure."

[leatherfangs]

@eritvita ;

It's important to remember that Liddy can occasionally take things seriously. The last time she looked this stern, her animal crossing island went down in rating because she put furniture in the wrong place. Today, however, she levels that glare at Roland's reflection in the mirror. "Roland, baby," she says. "If you make me wear that powder blue lipstick, I'm not making you dinner."