Apr 1, 2023
I've been waiting six weeks for this order to arrive - how hard can it be to ship magical stretchy yoga pants which give you a bubble butt an item of clothing to a small town in Maine?
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I've been waiting six weeks for this order to arrive - how hard can it be to ship magical stretchy yoga pants which give you a bubble butt an item of clothing to a small town in Maine?
Here he’s yours do as you wish. Tease him. Use him go for it
He’s bored. Might fight somebody who knows. Could be you.
Or he wants attention. Could be either.
open to females || some kind of secret affair, ya know || muse is dash
“what are you doing here?” dash grabbed her arm and hurriedly pulled her in before shutting the door behind her. she wasn’t supposed to be here but he couldn’t say he was that disappointed to see her. it had been nearly two weeks since they’d found time for each other. and he'd been pretty close to saying ‘fuck it’ and risking it all just to see her. apparently, she was feeling the same, and a lot ballsier than he would be. dash couldn’t deny that turned him on. “didn’t we say no house calls?” he asked, backing her against the wall and caging her in with his arms. he grinned down at her and shook his head. dash lived alone so they were hidden away from prying eyes behind closed doors but the same couldn’t be said about her journey over. “tell me no one saw you so that i can kiss you...” he murmured, leaning in towards her.
My job duties should not include ‘midday calls from clients when routine sex play goes wrong.’ I don’t know why I’m his emergency contact or why he didn’t realize he’s allergic to body paint, but here I sit in the emergency room on my damn day off, with a manchild covered in neon glow paint and a serious rash.
Fantastic.
So anyone know what the hell all this weird graffiti on the sidewalks is? Been seeing it all over town. Doesn’t look like any language I recognize, and I recognize plenty. Heard some people saying it’s just kids messing around, but I dunno, doesn’t seem like that to me.
All right students and other new arrivals, just a few reminders.
First of all, clothing is to be worn if you are in human form and in a public area on campus.
Second, I do not actively monitor this dash system. Not a fan if I am honest. However other staff and faculty are regularly on the dash. If anything gets relayed back to me of concern, disciplinary measures are possible. So conduct yourself appropriately, at least if you have your public settings on.
Lastly, all Familiars, aside from Security Staff must be off campus by the conclusion of the Witching Hour.
Do not test me. I am in no mood for nonsense.
“I wonder if the stupid Christians are finally going to apologise for copying and stealing Yule from us?”