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✫: Why you began RPing.

I actually started RPing when I was in high school in my freshman year. We didn't even know it was called roleplaying back then. A friend of mine and myself had this special notebook we would trade back and forth during lunch because we didn't have classes together and we would write and change hands again over the course of the school day. :3 We started because we both had this concept with a pair of our OCs and wanted to co-write basically! I've never looked back since uwu

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Would you date seto or seto

Yes 👀

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'' Is the gremlin making some trouble today? '' for mokuba.

"Nah man, just been sulkin' n my studio all day. Painting won't turn out the way I really want it to and it's been bumming me out."

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How about penetration while having a sword or dagger upto your throat. Dirty talk. Rough, commanding, dominating.

"Oh my god." His pen slipped from his fingers after a sudden fumble and he slapped the sketchbook on his desk with a dull thwap, turning to the grey being with a wide-eyed expression. His blush had spread over the bridge of his nose.

"Excuse you!"

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So swordplay with fingers in your ass, gotcha

He snorted but his cheeks betrayed him, flushing slightly. "Yeah well. Shuddup." He coukd think of.... Several scenarios.

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It is so a sword kink! You want to get pinned down with a sword up to your throat and a sword/knife handle up your ass.

"See the first part you are spot the fuck on," Mokuba replied languidly, erasing a few graphite marks and resketching them in pen a little differently. Grey eyes looked over at an equally grey form. "But the second part is entirely, wholly, completely wrong."

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So about that sword handle up butts-

"It's not a sword kink fuckoff." He's just straight up ignoring the grey while he sits in his computer chair, fringe clipped out of his eyes with two red crossed bobby pins, end of a pen resting against his lip as he looks over the sketchbook lying against his propped up knees.