#clem interactions.

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@mcltiples asked: 📐 + Angel Dust 8' { For Clementine }

this is absolutely deranged

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@mcltiples asked: Gently, Angel Dust bites at the cheek of Clem's face. He's wasted and he doesn't really know what he's doing. But he finds it funny, laughing as he pulls away.

"Ow! Angel, Jesus, you have shark teeth," Clementine complained, raising a hand to her cheek. Despite her protests, she had a smile on her face. She had more friends in death than she did in life -- actually, that was sad, never mind. She didn't want to think about that. "You're gonna give me tetanus."

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@genreslutty asked: clothed .   to  make  my  muse  come  while  fully  dressed . from Colette to Clem - genreslutty

Clementine was struggling to keep her composure in the dark theater hallway. Whatever chance she had at catching the end of the show was long gone, but she couldn't find it in her to care -- not when she had someone's hand underneath her dress.

She didn't even know her name. That was usually an unspoken requirement for a hookup, but exceptions did exist, especially when it happened so suddenly. And to think, she was annoyed by being stood up just an hour before.

"F-Fuck, I -- ..." she panted, trying to find a place to hold onto. Her body was growing warmer by the second, and she was worried she was going to attract too much attention if she made the noises she wanted to. Quickly she pulled Colette into a kiss, knees buckling as she came.

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@therealricksanchezpleasestandup

"FUCK! Dude, I'm so sorry!"

The crowd was pulsating despite the fact one of the performers kicked someone in the face. Clementine was the newest guitarist in the band and she knew she was on thin ice already. They had already gotten on her for missing practice; the only reason she was still in was because she had the skills to make up for it.

She jumped off the stage, leaving her guitar behind and her bandmates pissed. Whatever, it wasn't like she was getting much money from the gig.

"Are you okay? Shit, you're bleeding like crazy." Street medic training hadn't covered this sort of thing. She ripped part of her already-short crop top off, balling it up to press to his nose. "Sorry, I know this hurts."

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@defactomatriarch asked: “  how much insect essence do you think are in every square inch of chocolate?like just how many cockroach guts have i consumed with my hershey’s? ”

"Not enough if you ask me. You ever eaten a real roach, no chocolate?" Not that Clementine had, of course. She definitely never got curious when she was feeding her variety of creatures... "Honestly? They're just kind of cheesy, sour sort of. Not great. Oh shit, you ever had chocolate-covered bugs? The worst part is the chocolate, actually."

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OPEN.

"I keep thinking about Anne when she was a baby." Clementine raised her glass to her lips, resisting the urge to bite down on the edge. "My mind just keeps going back to how long it took for her to realize that no one was coming for her when she cried, or at least not the person she wanted. If I could, I would fucking kill my mom -- but that would be too merciful, I think."

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@sheldoney; x

"What?" She half-smiled, bemused, before looking up. Oh. "Oh shit, I didn't even notice -- people do this outside of movies? Damn, that's crazy." Standing on her tiptoes, she reached up to pluck it right off the hook it was on, turning it over in her fingers. "Not even real. Not exactly what I would call romance-inspiring..."

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@sheldoney asked: “What the hell was that? Did anyone else hear a parakeet, or am I going crazy?” (For Clem)

"Oh, yeah, that's Anne's bird. The shelter I work with got an injured cockatiel and she begged me to help rehab it." Clem scrunched her nose at the thought of the bird. As an Animal Person, she was supposed to like all animals, but... something about birds. They freaked her out. "She's probably feeding Tallulah -- that's what she named the bird. Want to see?"