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also because sideblog, caduceus is 7’ :’))))
how tall is your muse compared to jessie.
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also because sideblog, caduceus is 7’ :’))))
how tall is your muse compared to jessie.
tag drop. dynamics.
𝖎𝖛. ⊰ ❝ all our loves are hints and symbols: wordlessly he explains me to myself. › & sparkhe. 𝖎𝖛. ⊰ ❝ he was my first act of godhood; body resurrected to be mine. › & aschcregen. 𝖎𝖛. ⊰ ❝ i need your teeth in me to tell me my armour is just skin. only bones. › & batfall. 𝖎𝖛. ⊰ ❝ him: the sun kissing me with its golden mouth all the way. › & ignistelum / caleb. 𝖎𝖛. ⊰ ❝ so let me have this; her smile in the dark. our hands held up against softening light. › & nydoorn. 𝖎𝖛. ⊰ ❝ you become responsible forever for what you have tamed. › & luxoned. 𝖎𝖛. ⊰ ❝ of course i’m with you. i was with you before we were even born. › & diviinedevilry. 𝖎𝖛. ⊰ ❝ i wanted to curl them up one under each arm; heads on my chest. › & moondrrops + luxoned. 𝖎𝖛. ⊰ ❝ i have built a you within me; or you have. › & moondrrops. 𝖎𝖛. ⊰ ❝ we’re a team you guys ! › & mighty nein. 𝖎𝖛. ⊰ ❝ to the divine mischievous spark in you. › & chaos crew. 𝖎𝖛. ⊰ ❝ i built a god out of soot and called him adventure. › & artagan. 𝖎𝖛. ⊰ ❝ home has two warm hands and a heartbeat. › & caleb. 𝖎𝖛. ⊰ ❝ hiding places: in between your vertebrae and your shoulder blades. › & beau. 𝖎𝖛. ⊰ ❝ teach me the language of flowers; help me put down roots. › & caduceus. 𝖎𝖛. ⊰ ❝ it’s in the kindness of others we learn that homes are not made of brick but rib. › & essek. 𝖎𝖛. ⊰ ❝ kindness can be found in a field of flowers. in the flutter of wings. › & yasha. 𝖎𝖛. ⊰ ❝ i caught the star seed you left behind in my palms. i water it daily. › & molly. 𝖎𝖛. ⊰ ❝ mother make me a bird of prey so I can rise above and fly away. › & marion. 𝖎𝖛. ⊰ ❝ your father is only your father until one of you forgets. › & babenon.
tag drop. dynamics.
𝖎𝖛. ⊰ ❝ all our loves are hints and symbols: wordlessly he explains me to myself. › & sparkhe. 𝖎𝖛. ⊰ ❝ he was my first act of godhood; body resurrected to be mine. › & aschcregen. 𝖎𝖛. ⊰ ❝ i need your teeth in me to tell me my armour is just skin. only bones. › & batfall . 𝖎𝖛. ⊰ ❝ him: the sun kissing me with its golden mouth all the way. › & ignistelum / caleb. 𝖎𝖛. ⊰ ❝ so let me have this; her smile in the dark. our hands held up against softening light. › & nydoorn. 𝖎𝖛. ⊰ ❝ you become responsible forever for what you have tamed. › & luxoned. 𝖎𝖛. ⊰ ❝ of course i’m with you. i was with you before we were even born. › & diviinedevilry. 𝖎𝖛. ⊰ ❝ i wanted to curl them up one under each arm; heads on my chest. › & moondrrops + luxoned. 𝖎𝖛. ⊰ ❝ i have built a you within me; or you have. › & moondrrops. 𝖎𝖛. ⊰ ❝ we’re a team you guys ! › & mighty nein. 𝖎𝖛. ⊰ ❝ to the divine mischievous spark in you. › & chaos crew. 𝖎𝖛. ⊰ ❝ i built a god out of soot and called him adventure. › & artagan. 𝖎𝖛. ⊰ ❝ home has two warm hands and a heartbeat. › & caleb. 𝖎𝖛. ⊰ ❝ hiding places: in between your vertebrae and your shoulder blades. › & beau. 𝖎𝖛. ⊰ ❝ teach me the language of flowers; help me put down roots. › & caduceus. 𝖎𝖛. ⊰ ❝ it’s in the kindness of others we learn that homes are not made of brick but rib. › & essek. 𝖎𝖛. ⊰ ❝ kindness can be found in a field of flowers. in the flutter of wings. › & yasha. 𝖎𝖛. ⊰ ❝ i caught the star seed you left behind in my palms. i water it daily. › & molly. 𝖎𝖛. ⊰ ❝ mother make me a bird of prey so I can rise above and fly away. › & marion. 𝖎𝖛. ⊰ ❝ your father is only your father until one of you forgets. › & babenon.
⊰ 𓆩☆𓆪 ❝ dom / domme sentence starters ❞ 𓆩☆𓆪 ⊱
SHE’D BEEN IMPATIENT ALL DAY, bubbling with energy that couldn’t be contained, ignoring time and again @nydoorn’s gentle reminders that she’ll be done in the garden soon, and then she’ll pay attention to her. it started off innocently enough, and she did try to let her work, sketching away while yasha tended to growing spurts and the saplings that will one day become their garden. but jester doesn’t do well with being ignored, and she knows that yasha knows that, attuned as they are to each other’s wants and needs. so the distractions grew bolder, until eventually she’d just ... decided to take matters into her own hands.
( and it’s good, of course, that their home is surrounded by fields and woods as far as the eye can see, so anyone happening upon them was unlikely, but still, the thrill of it is shiny in its promise. )
that was then. now, what feels like ages later but is probably closer to an hour, she’s lost track of time just as she’d lost track of orgasms. it’s no use, of course, trying to squirm away, hands fisted into the pillow because yasha’s told her to keep them there and she’s already in trouble as it is, but she tries anyway, tail trashing underneath her, wriggling in an attempt to get a little bit of respite. hands stop the attempt in its inception, one at the hip, the other snatching the tail, and the noise she makes is a sob, a whimper, no words able to even form beyond her name and a strangled ❝ please ... ❞
( meal ) : sender is eating out receiver, and grabs their hips to keep them in place when they try to squirm away
mini tag drop.
𝖎𝖛. — & ariensoul / caleb. ❝ him; the sun kissing me with its golden mouth all the way * 𝖎𝖛. — & nydoorn. ❝ so let me have this; her smile in the dark. our hands held up against softening light *
It’s difficult, at first, to determine what exactly her expression means. The woman was nothing if not a walking storm sometimes, quiet and brooding -- you could always feel it in the air when she approached. A lot of the others in the circus found it off-putting.
Mollymauk doesn’t mind, though.
He’s been searching for things to put a smile on her face the more they travel together. So far she’s enjoyed the wild tales he’s picked up on the roadside, or when he recounts the fuzzy memories of an evening full of far too much mulled wine. Dancing is nice, but only when the atmosphere is lively enough for the two of them to be swept away.
Then...the flowers.
He watches her as she regards the bundle of white flowers. For a moment he can see the storm clouds forming behind her eyes, gathering in the soft frown that melts into a smile when she catches his gaze. Something about how nice they looked, how she’ll hold onto them and press them. He can sense more, but...for now, he’ll let it go as he sits by her.
“ Thought you’d like them; they match your hair. “ Another smile as he gently leans into her. “ Couldn’t tell you the name of them, though. “
( 14 + 5 = 19. )
@nydoorn asked for an insight check!
yasha is 6’3 >:)
how tall is your muse compared to jessie.
@nydoorn liked the starter call !
IT HAS BEEN A LONG WHILE SINCE their little group has camped under the night sky, devoid of protection from the translucent dome that has become both safety net and comfort ━━━ but the fight had been harrowing, and make do they must. the light from the campfire casts long shadows over their slumbering companions, and jester is restless, hands twisting in the folds of her dress only to smooth the wrinkles out immediately. if she closes her eyes, she is alone with the dragon. another blink and water fills her lungs. ❝ hey, yasha ... ❞ a little subdued, but it’s easy enough to paste on her usual smile. her mind, usually quick as a whip, is grasping at straws looking for distractions. ❝ you’ve been in love before, right ?? ❞