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anothermuseanotherday replied to your post: I wanna make a new boy, give me fc suggestions.
Top boy or bottom boy
Surprise me, hoe
@anothermuseanotherday
“How much would it cost me to get you to leave me alone for a week?”
( ✉ → sms ) im not DRUNK waht amkes you thijnk that [remember that time Casey was drunk af and FDR found his scars and then Cas tried to lock himself in the bathroom. REMEMBER? Well he’s drunk again HAHAHAH angst maybe or not YOU PICK IDC]
[text; Straight Boy] Because you’re typing the same way someone with a speed impediment talks, dumbass.
[delayed text; Straight Boy] Please tell me you’re not alone.
@anothermuseanotherday closed starter:
His stepfather had told him that he should take a job in the castle if he could. It was good money since the Shadow Prince had it hard keeping his people to work for him. Tommy still didn’t get why, but people were afraid of a man they had never seen in their life. For as long as Tommy could remember there had been a Shadow prince, a figure of fairytales and wild imagination. And now he had to bring him his food.
For several days in a row he had wheeled the cart in front of the door, only to replace it the next day and so on. He helped in the kitchen to prepare the meals and brought home his money like a good son would. He had been thinking of running away for some time now, away from his overly worried mother and a stepfather who only saw competation when looking at Tommy and his brother.
One day Tommy wheeled the cart for the door... and it was open. That had never happened before. Curiosity got the better of him and the young man pushed the door open a little further... only to come face to face with someone who could only be the prince. “I’m... I’m so sorry, your majesty I... I didn’t mean to... I...” Tommy stuttered as he backed away. “It won’t happen again.”
i see your busy // closed
@anothermuseanotherday
Sky could hear the other coming from the first step inside the front door. Did that stop him from what he was doing? No. He was still naked, spread out on his bed comfortably with his hand wrapped around his cock. And when his door opened? Sky offered up a smile, one hand bent behind his head as the other stroked his length. “My little bird, so nice of you to stop in.”
Aandag didn’t know where to look first. He didn’t particularly feel like he was interrupting, no, it felt more like he was being welcomed in. Feeling the heat rising on his cheeks he pushed a hand through his hair and shyly wandered towards the bed. “Would you like a hand sir-- or a mouth?” He offered, stopping at the foot of the bed and offering a remarkably innocent smile.
Mine- Knox + Sky
@anothermuseanotherday ( + ) As much as Sky enjoyed laying with Knox as he slept, sometimes he became too restless. Unwilling to wake him up he slipped out of bed and made his way into his art room. He was sitting on a still in front of a large canvas and had a paint brush in hand. He almost didn’t hear Knox getting up and moving around, though he did hear him come into the room. He didn’t glance away from his painting, not even when Knox’s arms wrapped around him. “Did I wake you?” He asked after a second, turning some to look at him.
“Nah... I woke myself,” he said, voice still slow and thick with sleep. He had his arms wrapped soundly around Sky’s torso, and nuzzled his face to that broad, muscled back. Knox was still warm from lying in bed. Sky was cool to the touch. He’d been up a while. “You okay?”
texts || Evie & Abel
[text; You-Know-Who] Hi. Did you know that today really, really sucks? [text; You-Know-Who] Follow-up question: Want to come to a hotel with me for the night? And maybe tomorrow night? And maybe forever and ever? But definitely for tonight. [delayed text; You-Know-Who] I’m going whether you do or not. Just wanted to see if you want to come with.
@anothermuseanotherday
“Yo, munchkin. You been staying out of trouble while I’ve been gone?”