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“Don’t threaten me with a good time”

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“Don’t threaten me with a good time”
@gildedscripture asked: "you awake?" ursala for her gorl saoirse
Saoirse looks over at the door and smiles, “Why would I sleep that would be far too responsible of me.” She gets up and grabs her jumper pulling it on over her pajamas. “I was thinking middle of the night breakfast if you’re game. I can usually fall asleep after a big meal so what do you say?” She is already headed down to the kitchen and isn’t really waiting for a yes or no from hre friend. All she needs to know is if she’s making the meal for one or two.
"There's no shame in only doing what you get the most out of. Why would I waste time with what's not fun?"
Yes she's going to edit this conversation before next time she goes to confession. It's for the sake of the church.
“Excuse me? I have a delivery for... Usagi!?”
Ophelia quickly tucks her broomstick into her bag, looking around to see if she can find the customer that this order was for. This was the right place, right? They certainly ordered quite a bit of food too... Ophelia envied their apatite.
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“For once, Riddle, I’m not being melodramatic. Though broody is far more my style. I’m rather insulted you’d imply otherwise.” Maddox muses as he continues to skim the page of the book he’s been attempting to read for the past ten minutes. “Not to mention Mulciber is thicker than this book, breathes through his mouth and has no concept of personal space.”
@gildedscripture asked: “This was you?” from stepmomma giulia thoooo
Send “This was you?” for your muse find an old photo of mine.
she knew she shouldn’t feel bad about mentioning her mom in front of her stepmom. but she couldn’t help it, especially since she was the other person in the picture with sirenetta and her father. “yeah, it was my first halloween. mom thought it would be so cute to dress me up as piglet.” she pointed to her dad, who was holding her. “she even made dad wear a shirt to match me while we all went trick or treating.” she didn’t remember it but the picture always made her giggle.
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Diamánti’s time outside of the Underworld was supposed to be limited after her one of her last experiments with the mortals went wrong. Key word being supposed to. Her mother had shown her a few secret passageways ages ago, and there was always something fun or interesting to do with the living.
“Hello~” Diamánti practically sang to the first person she saw, jumping down from the masonry fence that surrounded whatever random cemetery she’d been dropped in. A small trail of glitter seemingly following her in the dim lighting. “Could you kindly tell me what they call this land, and what you do for fun here?”
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Wings of pure white feathers springing out of her back, with a dress just as pure. Layered as such for the front of the skirt to only be just above her knees, cascading to the back that floated behind her and barely touched the ground. Gold trim and jewelry sparkled, with pink ribbon criss-crossed all the way down her legs where they connected with simple flats. Her hair fully down, and a winged crown shaping her head - Okay, Kotori may have gone all out this Halloween. It’s not like it was just a one-off thing; she had gotten a photographer to take pictures of her in it for her fashion blog, them and the sketches alike being added to her portfolio. She planned to save and savor this outfit, and store it away until it was requested to be seen or worn for whatever purpose the future held.
But she also wanted to show off to Hedwig. At least a little bit. So she beams at the woman when she opens her apartment door, excitement evident while trying to keep the cute and sexy pose she just thought of, right now, on the spot. “Good evening, my blessed darling~” she cooed, giggling into her words as she waited for Hedwig’s reaction.