#leighasks

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☆ (Harper and Leigh; @mxrvelouscreations

𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐚 ☆ 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢'𝐥𝐥 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝟏-𝟐𝟓 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐰 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧, 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐢'𝐥𝐥 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝟐𝟔-𝟓𝟎 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲'𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞/𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲'𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠. our muses out to lunch they wake up in space

Harper lift his arm up to check on his watch, he would be their just in time, of course. So there wasn't much to worry about. But, he still liked to know he was on time. He couldn't wait to have lunch, honestly. After working as much as he already had today, it would be nice to get out, and meet with Leigh as well. Needless to say, he wasn't expecting anything out of the norm to get in the way of him and meeting with her. However, someone unknown agency had had other plans. As he had passed by a alleyway just before arriving, someone had grabbed him from behind, jabbing something into his neck. The next thing he knew he was waking up on the floor of a white room feeling a bit hung over.

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'➳♥ (Harper and Leigh; @mxrvelouscreations

Send '➳♥' and I'll generate a number 1-34 for where my muse will kiss yours

Harper leaned down, letting a breath out, his hands on her knee's, spreading her legs open for. Taking his left hand from one he lowers his head the rest of the way down toward her groin, he moves his hand back to toying with the folds of her wet cunt, spreading them over the moist flesh. Removing his hand he drags his tongue up along her walls, flicking it slowly off her clit a moment later, pausing before placing a kiss more to the side, lingering for a moment, before nuzzling into her leg and then pulling his head back he sits up, away from her, his fingers going back to massaging and playing with her clit, like before.

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💔 (Harper from Leigh; @mxrvelouscreations

Send "💔" (or "unwell") and I'll use this generator to write a starter where my muse is injured/sick.

Clumsily his right hand reached out, saturated in blood, he catches himself against the wall. Looking back, Harper makes sure he isn't followed, before forcing himself forward, his other hand pressing against a vicious open wound, hidden behind his blood stained shirt. He swallowed, chills running up his spin as he forced himself just a little more moving his his hand down the wall he pressed the button to the doorbell, hearing it ring inside. Then, dropping onto his knee's, drops of blood splattering on the doorway, he gasped, catching himself with his right hand before he could fall completely to the ground "Leigh... Help..."

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[ CHECK ]  for sender to show up at receiver’s house because they haven’t been heard from in a while only to discover receiver is recovering from major injuries.  (Leigh to Harper; @mxrvelouscreations )

even more injury memes

Hearing someone at the door he winces moving to get up from the couch where he had been resting. Straightening up his shirt Harper moved toward the door, which had been very painful to do. Unlocking he brought it half open, peaking outside. Though seeing who it what he gave a sigh of relief "Leigh...Hey. Sorry- I've been quiet, haven't I?" He asked, pulling away he opened the door, glancing outside for a moment before waving her in, hoping he wasn't showing off that he had been badly injured in some attack/fight, recently.

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025. a graveyard in the dead of night, wind howling through the trees . (Leigh to Za; @mxrvelouscreations )

🌙 * ― 𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒

It was cold, and creepy, as you could possibly imagine a graveyard to be. Za was not a good man, and to add to that, he hung out in these such sacred places only for wicked intentions. As a Lich, he could resurrect that dead, and one could assume that this was why he was currently stalking about in a graveyard. He paused upon detecting an uninvited presence.

Za disappeared from where he had been seeing over his deathless minions finish with their task. Only to reappear somewhere in front of them, walking out from the dark "Hello." Stopping to take her appearance in he brought his hands to hold behind his back "Graveyards closed to visitors at this time. You should probably come back tomorrow." Not that it mattered to him what she was out here doing, in any case. A cold gaze sized her up.

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🔳 (Leigh to Harper; @mxrvelouscreations

send me 🔳 for my muse to give yours a nickname in my muse’s first language.

Harper's not really one for nicknames, but if he were, he would probably call her something like "Lolly" or "Lollipop." he also only know's English, unfortunately ahha