a closed starter for @inkshadow featuring tamsin.
"ready for a good time?" the full smile on tamsin's lips hopefully looks easy-going enough, if only because they've both hyped up this sort of casual hangout for a little while now.
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a closed starter for @inkshadow featuring tamsin.
"ready for a good time?" the full smile on tamsin's lips hopefully looks easy-going enough, if only because they've both hyped up this sort of casual hangout for a little while now.
@distantxdaydreams sent 14b for tamsin and tba.
tamsin already felt wrecked. stuffed in both holes, the sharp sting of her hair being tugged – it was almost too much. almost. she loved it though, if the moans and whimpers that freely flowed from her lips were any indication. “oh my god,” she whined, walls clenching tightly around his cock. she was doing her best to push herself back against him but it hardly seemed necessary, the way he was thrusting into her was hitting all the right spots to have her eyes rolling back into her head. “shit – just like that, harder. please, please. don’t stop.” her words had almost turned into incoherent babbling at this point, making sense definitely wasn’t high on her list of priorities.
a closed starter for @inkshadow featuring tamsin.
"sorry i haven't visited. i've been… away. but i'm back now! and i brought friends."
a closed starter for @luckydime based on this post featuring tamsin.
as part of her 'travel writing' tamsin often found herself covering events and the such in the cities she stopped around in; hitting up a concert wasn't anything new. what was new was the person on the stage ending up being the same one she'd spent a very heated half hour with earlier on in the night. it was only made more awkward when she was taken backstage for the 'exclusive interview' portion of her evening. "failed to mention you were the main event," she commented smoothly, even if she hadn't asked. there was just no avoiding the elephant in the room.
a closed starter for @ctrldchaos featuring tamsin and graham.
"hey!" was that too enthusiastic of a greeting? tamsin didn't know but the second it left her lips it left her internally cringing. it had been easy enough shooting messages with graham back and forth and she hadn't felt too worried about actually meeting up with her. until now, that was. the few other times they'd spent time together had been happy little accidents and there was something in her that felt — embarrassed by the idea that she was going out of her way to see her. swirling the straw around in her drink, she took a rather hefty sip and then offered a smile. "how are you? you look good."
a continuation of here for @vacillatcs
"i mean... i don't know, really." tamsin does know, she's only lying to cover the fact she doesn't want anymore flowers. the single gesture already has guilt that she doesn't want to be experiencing filling her. "i guess i've never really thought about it," she shrugs, "since no one gets them for me, y'know?"
a continuation from here for @coquetties
"don't get me wrong, cindy. you're nice and all—" this wasn't a very goodbye since tamsin was really no good at goodbyes. typically, she avoided them and dipped at the first chance she got. she thought cindy deserved a little better than that, though. she hadn't wanted to hurt her by running off but now she wondered if that would've been the easier thing to do. "there's just a lot out there i've got to see, you know?" her attempt at reasoning comes with a thin, tense smile. "it wouldn't be fair for me to keep things going with you."
continued from here for @angclnumber
"successful?" tamsin snorts, "that's suggesting that she can do something right..." she lowers her voice for that, at least. she knows making enemies in this place probably isn't a good idea but holding her tongue is something she isn't good at. poor rave is stuck with dealing with the brunt of her need to speak all the time. "if i'm going to die out here, it is not going to be because of her — we'll have to take shifts sleeping if her glares become any more threatening."