Oct 27, 2024
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send me ' i need you closer ' for an erotic drabble where our muses are experiencing each other's bodies, or a 'i need you now' for an erotic drabble where our muses are advancing their urges.
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your very own Disaster Stone.
Send in a 🔮 or simply the word Orb if an image doesn’t appear for you, and I, the Nightmare Knight, shall trap your soul in a crystal prison, designed in such a way to encapsulate your entire identity.
... Just kiddin. Mostly. But you do get a free orb out of the deal. Use it as a decoration. Paperweight. Whatever. I am not your dad.
You're lost. There is no escaping this forest or the endless sorrow it brings. You run till it's pure agony, you scream yourself raw. But the trees are endless and you are alone--so painfully alone. No one is coming for you. Only the spirits remain. Following you. Surrounding you. Watching you. But don't worry. As rotten corpses rise, flesh-stricken bone fingers seize at your clothing, your long locks, your OWN skin, forcibly dragging you into an open grave. Soon you will never be alone again...
Send my muse a dream and they will react to having it!
When they do wake up, it’s on the floor, desperately trying to throw a pair of hands off of them.
“It’s me! Anda, it’s me, calm down–”
One of their hands grabbed onto his arm with a frighting amount of force, out of reflex… but this was a living hand, warm to the touch and firm.
“It’s me.”
…The arm was let go of, and the hand went to their leg (or lack thereof) instead. Not dragging, not in pain…
“You can open your eyes.”
And they did, observing that they were tangled in sheets and in a heap on the hardwood flooring of their bedroom. Their wet, stinging eyes fell on the mage next, who pursed his lips a bit in response.
“…Are you alright?”
“Ugh…”…“…Had, a… uh…”
Still shaking, it wasn’t easy to articulate how horrible that dream was. Trying to recall it only brought another terrified little sob, and a futile attempt to press on their face to stop crying.
“I heard you fall from the hallway, and came in to check on you. Or whoever else you happened to let in through the window.”(”No, just… me.”)
Two hands steadied them upward, looking them over. No bruises…
“Let’s go downstairs. I’ll make you some tea.”“You don’t, um… You can go back to bed. It’s okay.”“Not bloody likely. If I couldn’t sleep before, this wouldn’t help at all.”…“Come on. I’ll turn on the lights.”
Coffee!
What is a упырь?
“Lucifer? You’re praying to the wrong angel now silly boy, you’re in my domain now.”
“It’s okay though, if you get on your knees and beg for it I might forgive you.”
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change pronouns as needed!
“I’ve come a long way, surely I deserve some sort of backstory.”
“At the age of 8, I swore off love.”
“How can you be a hero if you’re not wearing any pants?”
“Now, if you’ll excuse me, we have to go get freaky.”
“There’s gonna be some pretty legendary hero-ing happening around here pretty damn soon.”
“Never start a marriage with a kidnapping. Promise me that right now.”
“Oh, poop! I’ve got gravy on my tummy flowers!”
“You’re talking to the professor in the art of manhood. And I’m gonna give you a makeover!”
“I’ve only ever hugged one man in my life, and it was the day my father died. I squeezed that rotten bastard to death.”
“Nice beard. I’m talking about her, of course, but the facial hair is nice as well.”
“I can tell you want to bail. I’ll give you five seconds to bail.”
“Is this your way of building my confidence? You’re just going to humiliate me all day long?”
“What on god’s flat earth is going on?”
“If you’re developing a conscience, then you’re no good to me.”
“I think the reason I’ve been so difficult lately is that I was villainizing you so I felt better about myself.”
“Attention, donkey turds!”
“How could someone so small tell such a big lie?”
“I love you--as much as someone like me can love anyone.”
“I mean, yes, she’s beautiful, in a perfect-skin-perfect-hair-perfect-body sort of way. If you’re into that sort of thing.”
“A hero doesn’t have feelings.”
“I don’t want to have a bleak life anymore.”
“If you eat that last danish I will reach into your throat, pull it out, and beat you to death with it!”
“Your breath reminds me of the time I found my uncle’s body in a well.”
“Speaking to you is one of my favorite things to do.”
“Little guy time between frenemies burnt by the same flame?”
“Why do you always have to poop on the party?”
“Everyone! I’m going to kill my brother! Drinks are on me!”