I love my kohai. She starts off so sweet and then terrifyingly clings to my face.
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I love my kohai. She starts off so sweet and then terrifyingly clings to my face.
Kissed [/ think of it as a "Welcome home" kiss~]
Send ‘Kissed’
and I’ll generate a number from 1 to 45 to determine where your muse has kissed mine and how my muse reacts!
Nape of neck
Mordecai was playing his video games as he normal did. So into the game, he nearly jumped in surprise when arms wrapped around his neck from over the back of the couch and a kiss was place right below his hairline where his small ponytail exposed.
The cerulean male sighed softly before he paused his game, chuckling. “Hello to you too.” He smiled, reaching behind to lightly ruffle the soft, purple locks. “Whats up?”
Maro was humming a tune while waiting in line at the coffee shop, twirling his white cane with his fingers. He was doing that until he felt it come into contact with something soft. Something soft like a tummy.
...Oh shit, he hit someone.
'holy shit, shit! i'm so sorry! are you okay? did i hit you too hard? oh man, i'm so sorry!'
Starrk was confused on somethings in the human world. Why would anyone want to spend hours playing videogames, when you could sleep? To the Primera it made no sense, but he had seen it often in his observation, at least in those he was able to go near, which hadn't been many. He was still too strong.
"...Who's there?" he asked, hearing someone approaching his sleeping place.
purple-haired-garbear replied to your post
-casually wiggles way onto Senpai's lap- I do~ uvu
//Did you want to plot or just wing things, Kohai?
You keep liking my posts. But I would rather you reply to them
Little Garry wanders into the shop curiously
"Greetings, little one! How can I help you today?" Mikiri cheerfully asks. Hey, wait, this kid looks familiar.....
"Even Dirtier!"
Send me "Even dirtier!" and I will generate a number for what my muse will say to yours.
“Let’s be a little more adventurous.”