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[amurderofmuses]

🔺 (couldn’t find the right one)

[nexuschampion]

Hey Mikey. How’s it going?

“Pretty good! How about you? Hanging in there? Enoying  all the Power Hours? I haven’t had time to watch this week *whine*”

[nyc-mutants]

FOR MIKEY: 🧡Definitely Knots or Ovipositor? Spanking or Scratching? Ball Gag or Muzzle?

Knots or Ovipositor? So since we can’t choose neither I chose the one that seemed less weird? Not sure how I feel about someone trying to lay eggs in me. 

Spanking or Scratching? Please and thank you! Spanking can be so much fun, and I don’t mind being on either end of it. I do have the cutest butt, so yeah!

Ball Gag or Muzzle?Well, I mean, I talk a lot so you are probably going to need this just to keep your sanity. I doubt sex is going to make me quiet, probably make me talk more because I talk more when I am excited. 

[fearlessheartofasamurai]

🌠 - Would your muse make a wish on a star? If so, what would they wish for?

🌠 - Would your muse make a wish on a star? If so, what would they wish for?

I don’t really believe in wishing on a star, but it never really hurts to do it anyway. Sometimes it is nice to keep a wish in your heart or mind because it gives you something to work for. 

I would wish that the world was less harsh, less judgmental, maybe enough so that we could be free to live above ground. 

[honorboundandfearless]

Thank you for the follow back

Of course, any time. Feel free to participate in future memes and send in ask’s whenever you’d like.

[mikeys-place]

Ummm hi. I don't drink but can I still hang out?

Mikey smiled at the new customer, “absolutely! We have far more than just alcoholic drinks here! What can I get ya?”

[tri-point-bruiser]

Popped into my mind cuz I’ve been rereading the prompts with Nightwatcher and thinking how She would be the one to break the barrier of friend to more.

Crossing the Line

Another night of being a semi nurse to Raph had Lori all over his body. Back of his neck, a gash at his forearm and one on his knee. The first two were done as she fumed silently at him. She knew he was protecting others and doing what he felt was right for the innocent. But he didn’t seem to care for his own safety.

She kept looking at him as he sat on one of her kitchen chairs, her kneeling to get to his knee better. He always talked to her during these sessions, helped her concentrate on him and not the blood or wound. It felt normal again.

The tension had been there for months now. Ever since he kissed her after a guy hadn’t treated her well. They kept a distance from each other, feeling like any touch was burning them. She had gone back to treating him the same as before the kiss but her eyes constantly watched him more so than normal. She missed his touches, rare as they were before. They hung out but it always felt suffocating. The what ifs circling them as they watched a movie side by side but never touching.

The distance had her made her do more thinking than normal. What was he to her? She knew he was a close friend. Hell she had loved him for so long she knew it was one sided. Or so she had thought. The whole night after the kiss, she had almost called him, finger hovering over his name over and over. She hadn’t but she should have.

Her home wasn’t right without his presence and since he was always so busy it had been a bit since he came to her. Thus this was the first night they had talked for more than a few hours. He came to her and it almost made her cry. She didn’t want to lose her friend but she had to do something with these feelings she had for him. She had to tell him or show him.

Raph had finished his reason for being gashed up so bad. Stupid punks thinking they could steal from an old man’s family business. She admired him and his morals. But then she had to roll her eyes. Raph was once again saying he was sorry for doing to this to her and he should have gone home. Lori’s hands stopped and looked up at him. When had he leaned down? She swallowed harshly before speaking in a calm voice, one that would make him understand, “Raphael. You are more than welcome into my home. You know that. We are “she bit her lip at the next word, “friends.”

He opened his mouth and Lori shook her head at him, “No. Listen, I’ve missed you since the whole kiss incident.” His eyes had widened. “I wanted to call you about your day when you don’t come over. We haven’t talked in what felt like ages, like we use to. We hang out and yet there isn’t any fun. I don’t want to lose you. But things have to be said.” She took a strong breath and kept his eyes locked with hers, “something needs to be done.”

Pushing up, she moved swiftly, letting her lips rest against his. It wasn’t forceful? It was cautious, like she thought HE would break on her.

She pulled back, letting her green eyes meet his, “I have feelings for you, more than friends, Raph. I don’t want to lose you but I’m going to stop lying to myself. Hell. I love you Raphael. Nightwatcher, scales and all.”

This was it. No turning back, she stayed there, gently leaning on his legs that she had pushed up on, hovering near his face. Lori might have just ended her dearest relationship and that scared her immensely.

((This was touching, beautiful, emotional. I love it. I can totally see them having these kinds of issues. These moments where they are both too afraid to move forward and one finally breaking. It was gorgeous. I can easily see Lori breaking first every time because Raph, no matter what incarnation, is a stubborn butt.))

[amurderofmuses]

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its either: ☯︎  you’ve helped me improve my writing ∞  I hope we write for a really long time!

Either way. Yes. I hope we write for a really long time too! Also if I helped you improve you helped me improve. That is the great thing about RP if both people work at it, both people get better!