#limlnal

[wrathfulpup]

💧 (Father Sarah :)c here 2 be corrupted)

send 💧 for the roles to reverse (my muse receives oral)

Miles hadn't told Enya about his plan. No, no no... He couldn't risk her trying to sabotage it or attempt to poke holes in what he thought was an absolutely perfect and flawless plan.

He was fully aware of the 'opening and closing times' of confession, but Sarah was so kind and sweet; Miles knew he wouldn't turn a poor soul away, especially one who seemed to be in such desperate need of him.

So, he arrives at the church just before it is due to close, keeping his head down and moving with urgency-- but paying enough attention to know he has been seen by the Father-- before slipping into one side of the confessional.

He had to bite back his giddiness once concealed, taking a deep breath, before he forced his eyes to start welling up.

[violeteyedkiller]

@limlnal​  Funny how age does not always mean maturity.

   “To say the least.” 

[an-ordinary-roach]

@limlnal​

“Sourced? Like to make the bone taffy and blood gummies ethically sourced?? I mean yeah, they wouldn’t have a product if it wasn’t.” ....”Or do you mean you want the source of these people if ya wanna buy it? I’m confused-”

[ashenheartx]

@limlnal

Asmoedus, fresh out of a club, (and in a host remarkably similar to himself in physical appearance--except a shorter hair, rounder in the face, and hazel green eyed) was a bit inebriated. Little bit rumpled. Smelled a little bit like the acrid sweetness of illicit substances. Was very...Hm...silly would be a word.

He had made the not so bright decision to walk home. Hosts tended to have sturdy legs to appreciate. All he had to do was keep from being ‘disorderly’ in public. We’ll see how that goes.

Especially when he wondered up to a BIG BRICK HOUSE of a man at random to ask him a very serious question with a slight lean into their space to speak in a loud whisper,

“How many twinks simp after you on the daily?”

[wiildhearrted]

@limlnal

You’d think she’d be used to this by now.  With as social a creature as she’s always been, even though her son inherited his father’s shy demeanor for the most part, once he’s made a friend, that boy is all Nikki.  Hell on wheels, into mischief and ready to wrestle.  It wasn’t any different now as Nikki approached with Keenan perched atop her shoulders.  As soon as the young wolf spotted Sarah and his son, he was squirming to be put down.

“Okay, okay!  Christ, kid.  You’re gonna give me a black eye kickin’ like that,”  she’s laughing, hoisting her son up and over her head to set him down so he can run full speed at his friend.  A sigh.  She’s going to have to start watching that soon.  He’s already getting so much faster than normal kids his age, so much stronger.  It comes so randomly, though, as his body gets him ready to be able to shift for the first time.  Once she’s finally close enough, she greets Sarah with a wave.

“Little guy’s been bouncing off the walls all day waitin’ to get here.”

[welcometoriddle]

@limlnal​

     It was their lunch break, so Alli was headed towards the gas station nearby to get a snack. Though they couldn’t help but notice the giant man walking towards them, likely just out for a walk as well. They didn’t plan on engaging with him at all, but of course as their luck would have it, they felt a vision coming on.

     Stopping mid step, their eyes flashed behind their dark glasses, but they tried to hide it at least a little by bowing their head so their sun hat would shade them. It was a small vision, nothing dire thank goodness, but of course... It was still ominous. Especially when they spoke so clearly. “The curb ahead is worn, be careful...” The vision had been of the man stepping on a cracked part of the concrete, the old stone giving out and causing him to trip and roll his ankle.

[heliinx]

limlnal

What if I think of /you/ as food-eats? :)

“Me-me? Food-eats? I am most holy-holy, try to bite-eat and I will take teeth-fangs and tongue!”

[sunnystiches]

@limlnal

Oof, I might have to order more fabric, but I like a challenge.

Need a stitch fixed, big fella?