( text ) : if i open my eyes, my head will explode. that hungover.
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[Text] How long can you keep your eyes shut?
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( text ) : if i open my eyes, my head will explode. that hungover.
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[Text] How long can you keep your eyes shut?
solelycan replied to your post
"Hm?"
"Oh, don't mind me. Just, y'know, returning the stares."
solelycan replied to your post:"I don’t know a single person here…"
"I… no, I don’t have a pack. Me and my brothers were… lone wolves, I guess you could say. No pun intended, heh. An’ me? Outgoing? Well, not the first thing I’d consider myself to be. "
"Curious. I've known only a handful of your kind without a pack. Either way, you talked to me, which is quite the achievement when you are not a client. What's your business here, anyway?"
solelycan said: Sounds like someone got their self-esteem shot to bits.
Am I ugly?
¯\_(ツ)_/¯
[ Collar Bone Kiss. ]
This was... new. The adrenaline was new. His heart hadn't pumped like that since his last hunt -- a hunt with a worthy prey. Hunt for sport. Devin took a moment to collect himself, bending over with his hands clasping his knees; regaining specs of his humanity with every inhale. It wasn't until he turned around, that he'd noticed the small trickles of blood rising from his companion's skin. He shook his head, knowing the wound was from something simple -- probably a sharp branch stuck in their way. Devin took a piece of his tattered clothing, ripping it to size as he drags the cloth along the wound. Larger than expected, no doubt. A wound like that would definitely need stitches -- medical care. He was definitely no doctor, but he could try. Dogs did have healing powers. As he removed the cloth, Devin took a lean down and gently pressed his lips against the skin. His fingers wrapped Dom's arm to steady himself before he pulled away -- redness in his cheeks. "I should... Is that a bird?! Holy shit, let's go get it!"
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Send me a “¯\_(ツ)_/¯ ” and I’ll use a random number generator to see which kiss my muse will give yours. 37. Hair Kiss.
Some days are worse than others.Some are hard on her.Some are hard on him. She’s never fond of those days, not whenshe sees the sullen look in his eyes and thecreases in his brow, knotted up tight. She knows the feeling, and he knows that she does.
He’s sitting silently when Erin reenters the room, his elbows on the table, a tension forever taut in his shoulders. Two steps, and she’s behind Dominic. Organic arms wrap around him loosely, slowly, not to startle him, and lips press against the back of his skull, its kiss lost in his short hairs.
Some days are worse than others. And those days are the ones where she sticks around.
[ Muscle worship?? ]
GUYS SEND ME ANY KINK AND I’LL RATE IT
Scale: fuck no | no thanks | eeeh | not sure | I’d give it a shot | sure why not| omfg yes | there go my pants | holy fuck take me now
Liam wouldn't mind receiving it, but he is indifferent towards this kink. He loves the whole male body, which is beautiful also because it varies in shape and size; muscles really doesn't matter to him sexually, though he can appreciate them in a body and uses his strength during the intercourse.