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❧ and/or ☄

Send me ❧ for a text that was about my muse, but was meant to be for someone else.

Send me ☄ for a text that was supposed to be deleted, but was accidentally sent.

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Text for someone else (Jessica):

[txt:] u know what u can just have your ice cream and have a nerd party

[txt:] im revoking you of your horse rights

-A few minutes later-

[txt:] wait shit dont pay attention to that last text i didnt mean to send it to you

Text that was supposed to be deleted:

[txt:] Jay asked if I wanted a puppy today and i said i needed to ask permission and this was gonna be a text asking for permission but then i realized that I’m an adult

Text for someone else:

[Tim moved his other hand to gently rub and massage Brian’s hip as he continued his slow pace of stroking him]

Text that was supposed to be deleted:

[Tim pulled back cupping Brian’s cheeks]

I love you so much..!

Text for someone else:

A-ah..nnh…m…more..

[He choked out breathlessly. His body was already so sensitive after that, and Tim was dragging out noises from him that he didn’t even know he could make.]

Text that was supposed to be deleted:

[Brian grinned and mimicked his actions, pressing his hands gently against his cheeks.]

I love you too!

Text for someone else:

[Tim bit his lip and moved his hand back to circle his thumb teasingly over Brian’s tip]

Text that was supposed to be deleted:

[Tim laughed softly and pecked Brian’s lips]

Text for someone else:

Please..

[He gently ran his nails up Tim’s back and across his shoulders desperately.]

Text that was supposed to be deleted:

[He pressed a gentle kiss against his forehead.]

Nerd.

Text for someone else:

[Tim sat up and began to gently nip at Brian’s jaw line and neck]

Text that was supposed to be deleted:

M’ not a nerd.

Text for someone else:

T-Tim….

[Brian whimpered.]

Text that was supposed to be deleted:

Yeah you are.

Text for someone else:

[He began to trail the nips down Brian’s neck to his shoulder and collar bone, still slowly teasing him]

Text that was supposed to be deleted:

No I’m not.

Text for someone else: Tiim..ngh….please…more.. Text that was supposed to be deleted: Yeah, you are.

Text for someone else:

[Tim hummed softly and sighed a little before patting Brian’s thigh]

..up

Text that was supposed to be deleted:

[Tim frowned]

Text for someone else:

[Brian bit his lip, moving as he was told to do and whining quietly.]

Text that was supposed to be deleted:

[He pouted at him.]

Yeah

Text for someone else:

[Tim slid out from under him]

Lay down

Text that was supposed to be deleted:

[Tim pouted back and shook his head]

Text for someone else: [He leaned back until he was laying down on the bed obediently.] Text that was supposed to be deleted: Tiiiim.

Text for someone else:

[Tim crawled on top of him and pecked his lips]

Text that was suppose to be deleted:

Text for someone else: [Brian bit his lip and squirmed in faint impatience.] Text that was supposed to be deleted: Why not?

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5.my muse masturbating

Tim’s hand jerked back as he stared at Brian with wide eyes. His face was completely red as his chest quickly rose and fell.

Tim pulled away from the kiss slowly and smirked at Brian. “Want me to or not?”

Raising an eyebrow, he bit back a partially devious grin. “Yeah, go for it.”

Tim bit his lip and shifted a little. “O-okay…um..” He glanced around his room before going over to the window and making sure the curtains were covering it. He then proceeded to walk over to his bedroom door and lock it.

Brian shifted around on the bed while he watched and waited patiently.

Tim looked around the room. “Uh…” He hung his head a little glancing around the room again. “..I don’t know how..”

He tilted his head. “As in…?”

Tim wrung his hands and kicked his foot on the ground. “…this.”

”..You don’t have to do it, you know..”

"But.." Tim dug his nails into his hand biting down hard on his lip.

Brian raised an eyebrow. “Tim, you’re gonna hurt yourself if you do that..”

He took in a deep breath through his nose and let it out slowly. “What do you want me to do?” His hand shook a little as he held his grip.

He slowly slid off of the bed, approaching him with a worried chirp. “I want you to tell me what’s wrong. You seem upset…”

Tim set his gaze to the floor not looking up at Brian. He chewed his lip and shifted a little. “It’s just…”

"It’s just what…?"

Tim sighed and wrapped his arms around his torso digging his nails into his arm. “N-nothing..”

"Tim, tell me...please?" He lightly grabbed his wrist, tugging his hand away from his arm.

Tim, please take the money. You can't just... stop buying food or other things just to pay your bills. I have a lot more money than I need... You need it a lot more than me.

I don’t need your charity, Brian. I’ll be fine, plus I already sent out applications so I’ll only need to do this for a month or two. I can take care of myself. I don’t need help.

[Tim nodded]

Alright.

[He craned his neck a little to see the multiple dogs scurry up the stairs]

[He couldn’t help but giggle as Balto jumped up to press her paws against his chest, turning his head away with muffled laughs when she started covering his cheek with licks.]

Ah- gross, Balto! Down, down…!

[His tone was lighthearted, but firm enough that she dropped back onto all fours. Meanwhile, the other three dogs were swarming around him. Toby had even decided to be a bit adventurous, peering into Brian’s room to see what was going on.]

[Tim smiled and laughed softly as he watched the other. He moved his gaze down to Toby who was wagging his tail and looking back up at him]

[Toby barked and jumped up, pressing his paws against his knees with a bit of a stretch.]

[Tim set the box back down and bent down a little to pat Toby on the head]

[He yapped softly, tail wagging quickly as he nuzzled Tim’s hand slightly.]

[Tim continued to pet the puppy and smiled down at him laughing softly]

[With a few more barks he dropped back down onto four legs and rolled over.]

[Tim looked down at him knitting his eyebrows before giving in and sitting down and began rubbing the dogs stomach]

[His tail thumped loudly against the floor as Tim started rubbing his stomach.]

[Tim laughed softly and continued to rub the puppies stomach]

[The sound of a door shutting came from down the hall, and within a few minutes Brian was standing in the doorway with a wide grin on his face.] Cute~

[Tim looked up at Brian before looking back down at Toby]

He is, yes

I was referring to both of you, of course.

/[muffled loud meowing at the front door]/

Masky knit his eyebrows. He wasn’t sure if he should check what that noise was or not since Tim was at, what he called, work. Slowly moving off the couch he stalked over to the door, and opened it slowly peeking out the crack of the door. ”..HEllo?”

A dark-furred cat was sitting just outside the door, immediately standing and approaching Masky once he opened the door. He gave another loud meow, looking up at the other intently.

Masky stared at the cat for awhile before bending down and slowly picking it up by under its arms. He turned inside and kicked the door shut behind him. "YOu’re SO CUte."He smiled before holding the cat close to him, obviously over his fear.

He immediately purred and nuzzled up to him, pleased with the response he had gotten. Maybe this would be easier than he had thought it would be. It would be a lot easier if his eyes looked the same…maybe they did? He had no idea…Masky would have to recognize him if he noticed them, wouldn’t he?

Masky hummed softly to himself as he shuffled down the small hall to his room. He lightly tossed the cat onto his bed and turned around to close the door. Turning back, Masky crouched down on his knees and stared at the kitten for awhile. "…SO SO CUte.."

Hoody waved his tail, reaching out to gently pat the tip of his nose with his paw.

Masky giggled softly and gently took the others paw between his finger and thumb. He squeezed it multiple times watching as the claws went in and out.

Meowing again, he shifted closer and rubbed his face against his hand.

Masky bit his lip and squealed softly before scooping the cat up and pressing his face in its belly.

He let out a softer sort of purr, nuzzling his head.

Masky giggled before setting the cat back down on the bed. "S-SOrry…YOu’re SO CUte…!"

He just twitched an ear and pat his cheek with his paw.

"Oh come on, you look cute"

4. A sexy nurse’s outfit

Tim stared at Brian with wide eyes and knit eyebrows as he tugged at the bottom of the overly short formfitting dress. His face completely red.

Tim pressed a small kiss to the top of Brian’s head.

Brian allowed his eyes to close, getting hit with a sudden wave of exhaustion.

Tim cuddled down against Brian, closing his eyes as well.

It didn’t take long for him to fall asleep, head against his neck and arm around his shoulders.

He hummed softly and slowly rubbed Brian’s back.

Barely audible chirps and trills came from his chest with each breath he took.

He smiled to himself and hugged Brian closer.

Brian instinctively nuzzled against him with a content hum.

Tim kissed the top of his head.

His feathers puffed out a little.

"You're safe, I've got you." (illness themed rp starter thing B) )

Tim’s body shook and shivered as he looked up from his position on his living room floor. He hadn’t realized Brian had come in.

Slowly pulling away, he curled back up in Brian’s lap before hacking and almost convulsing.

Brian was a lot more than just concerned now, chirping and hugging him in distress. He whined and turned to Hoody, ordering him to get a bottle of water. “I should get you into my room…I still don’t understand why you’re so sick…I mean, why is it affecting you so badly? Hhh….”

Tim was breathing heavily as he murmured. “I don’t know…it-it might b-be Masky…c-causing it..”

"Oh…I..still don’t know how to help.."

Tim squeezed his eyes shut and clenched his jaw whimpering loudly.

"You still don’t want any water..?" He asked as Hoody returned, bottle in hand.

Tim slowly opened his eyes again and glanced up at Brian. He wasn’t even sure if he could talk through his splitting headache.

Brian looked at Hoody and mumbled something about aspirin, to which he nodded and walked off again. “You need rest..”

Tim groaned and shook his head.

"Tim, at least promise you’ll try.."

He seemed to debate it for a little before sighing. “F-fine..”

"Thank you...I'll sleep with you, if you want?"

✿

20: upside down kiss

Tim looked over at Brian who was staring at him a little worried and a little confused. He wasn’t sure how to explain why he was hanging upside down from his ankle from a tree. It wasn’t his fault. Reaching out and cupping Brian’s cheeks, he pulled him closer pressing their lips together firmly.

Brian let out a surprised sound as he felt Tim’s lips pressed against his own. He leaned into the kiss, albeit still worried.

Tim’s foot was numb and his ankle was throbbing, but he didn’t care when he felt Brian return the kiss. A small hum came from him as he tilted his head a little deepening the kiss.

He reached up to cup Tim’s cheek, the other hand moving to tug at the knot around his ankle.

Tim jumped a little when Brian tugged at the rope, and he pulled back. “Don’t!”

Flashing him a questioning look, he bit his lip. “I was just gonna untie it…why not? How and why did this even happen?”

Tim swallowed hard before lifted an arm to point at his roof. “You see that giant branch? Yeah, well I was trying to get that down before it made any real damage to my house and I was using this,” He pointed to the rope tied around his ankle, “to try and get it down. Something happened and I fell off the roof, into this tree, and somehow tied by this rope.”

Brian frowned, knitting his eyebrows together for a moment as he thought. “Oh…I see. But then why don’t you want me to untie you? I could help get it down..”

Tim looked down at the ground. “I don’t wanna break my neck..”

"I’m not gonna let you fall. I promise."

Tim gave a weary hum looking back up at Brian.

Grabbing his sides gently, Brian flapped his wings and jumped into the air so he was holding Tim upright under his arms, eventually switching to one arm to hold him as he reached out to tug on the rope again.

Tim was practically clinging to Brian as he lifted him. He watched as Brian tugged at the rope attached to his leg.

Within minutes, the rope was loose enough to tug off with relative ease. He let go of it and dropped down to the ground carefully. “See?”

Tim huffed and stumbled a little before wincing.

Brian quickly jerked forward to grab him, picking him up to prevent him from putting weight on his ankle. ”S-sorry..”

Tim leaned against Brian a little. “D-don’t apologize.”

"Mnn...could've been more gentle about that, though.."

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14. my muse wrapped in blankets, shaking and bruised

Brian jumped when he heard the door open, head snapping over to look at where Tim now stood. He relaxed a bit, but only let out a quiet breath.

Tim shrugged. “Hopefully, soon.”

Masky purred loudly as he continued down the road. Leaning up, he pressed a kiss to Hoody’s cheek.

"Yeah, hopefully…" Brian bit his lip before pulling the the blanket around Tim as well as himself. He tugged Tim closer, cooing loudly as he pressed against him.

Hoody grinned and giggled quietly, returning the kiss.

Tim curled up around Brian and kissed his forehead, humming softly.

Masky reached up and gently pinched Hoody’s cheek. "WAnna RAce? NO WIngs."

He made a sound of approval, grinning.

"Sure. Yeah, I won’t use my wings."

Tim sighed contently hugging Brian close.

Masky nodded, smiling. "GOod-GO!"He took off in a full sprint towards Brian’s house.

”..maybe I fell or something…the bruises…aren’t that bad, are they…?” He mumbled suddenly.

Hoody was taken by surprise, but quickly began running after him, his longer strides allowing him to catch up with Masky a bit easier.

Tim shook his head. “They’re really bad actually. I highly doubt it was just a fall, Brian.”

Masky bit his lip and ran faster, trying to stay in the lead.

Brian frowned and bit his lip as he looked over his arm, which was unsurprisingly covered with bruises as well. “Oh…” - Hoody slowed down a little to let Masky get ahead.

Tim frowned as well. “..sorry.”

Masky skidded to a halt and glared at Hoody.

"Why are you apologizing?"

Hoody slowed to a stop as well, and flashed him a questioning look. "What?"

Tim shrugged. “Because I feel bad?”

Masky put his hands on his hips. "DOn’t SLow DOwn JUst BEcause I’M SLow. WE’re RAcing. NOt SEeing WHose NIcest."

"You shouldn't feel bad...It's my fault, not yours..." - /"Fine, fine."/

❧ and/or ☄

Send me ❧ for a text that was about my muse, but was meant to be for someone else.

Send me ☄ for a text that was supposed to be deleted, but was accidentally sent.

___

Text for someone else (Jessica):

[txt:] u know what u can just have your ice cream and have a nerd party

[txt:] im revoking you of your horse rights

-A few minutes later-

[txt:] wait shit dont pay attention to that last text i didnt mean to send it to you

Text that was supposed to be deleted:

[txt:] Jay asked if I wanted a puppy today and i said i needed to ask permission and this was gonna be a text asking for permission but then i realized that I’m an adult

Text for someone else:

[Tim moved his other hand to gently rub and massage Brian’s hip as he continued his slow pace of stroking him]

Text that was supposed to be deleted:

[Tim pulled back cupping Brian’s cheeks]

I love you so much..!

Text for someone else:

A-ah..nnh…m…more..

[He choked out breathlessly. His body was already so sensitive after that, and Tim was dragging out noises from him that he didn’t even know he could make.]

Text that was supposed to be deleted:

[Brian grinned and mimicked his actions, pressing his hands gently against his cheeks.]

I love you too!

Text for someone else:

[Tim bit his lip and moved his hand back to circle his thumb teasingly over Brian’s tip]

Text that was supposed to be deleted:

[Tim laughed softly and pecked Brian’s lips]

Text for someone else:

Please..

[He gently ran his nails up Tim’s back and across his shoulders desperately.]

Text that was supposed to be deleted:

[He pressed a gentle kiss against his forehead.]

Nerd.

Text for someone else:

[Tim sat up and began to gently nip at Brian’s jaw line and neck]

Text that was supposed to be deleted:

M’ not a nerd.

Text for someone else:

T-Tim….

[Brian whimpered.]

Text that was supposed to be deleted:

Yeah you are.

Text for someone else:

[He began to trail the nips down Brian’s neck to his shoulder and collar bone, still slowly teasing him]

Text that was supposed to be deleted:

No I’m not.

Text for someone else: Tiim..ngh….please…more.. Text that was supposed to be deleted: Yeah, you are.

Text for someone else:

[Tim hummed softly and sighed a little before patting Brian’s thigh]

..up

Text that was supposed to be deleted:

[Tim frowned]

Text for someone else:

[Brian bit his lip, moving as he was told to do and whining quietly.]

Text that was supposed to be deleted:

[He pouted at him.]

Yeah

Text for someone else:

[Tim slid out from under him]

Lay down

Text that was supposed to be deleted:

[Tim pouted back and shook his head]

Text for someone else: [He leaned back until he was laying down on the bed obediently.] Text that was supposed to be deleted: Tiiiim.

❖

5.my muse masturbating

Tim’s hand jerked back as he stared at Brian with wide eyes. His face was completely red as his chest quickly rose and fell.

Tim pulled away from the kiss slowly and smirked at Brian. “Want me to or not?”

Raising an eyebrow, he bit back a partially devious grin. “Yeah, go for it.”

Brian shifted around on the bed while he watched and waited patiently.

Tim looked around the room. “Uh…” He hung his head a little glancing around the room again. “..I don’t know how..”

He tilted his head. “As in…?”

Tim wrung his hands and kicked his foot on the ground. “…this.”

”..You don’t have to do it, you know..”

"But.." Tim dug his nails into his hand biting down hard on his lip.

Brian raised an eyebrow. “Tim, you’re gonna hurt yourself if you do that..”

He took in a deep breath through his nose and let it out slowly. “What do you want me to do?” His hand shook a little as he held his grip.

He slowly slid off of the bed, approaching him with a worried chirp. “I want you to tell me what’s wrong. You seem upset…”

Tim set his gaze to the floor not looking up at Brian. He chewed his lip and shifted a little. “It’s just…”

"It's just what...?"

Tim, please take the money. You can't just... stop buying food or other things just to pay your bills. I have a lot more money than I need... You need it a lot more than me.

I don’t need your charity, Brian. I’ll be fine, plus I already sent out applications so I’ll only need to do this for a month or two. I can take care of myself. I don’t need help.

[Tim nodded]

Alright.

[He craned his neck a little to see the multiple dogs scurry up the stairs]

[He couldn’t help but giggle as Balto jumped up to press her paws against his chest, turning his head away with muffled laughs when she started covering his cheek with licks.]

Ah- gross, Balto! Down, down…!

[Tim smiled and laughed softly as he watched the other. He moved his gaze down to Toby who was wagging his tail and looking back up at him]

[Toby barked and jumped up, pressing his paws against his knees with a bit of a stretch.]

[Tim set the box back down and bent down a little to pat Toby on the head]

[He yapped softly, tail wagging quickly as he nuzzled Tim’s hand slightly.]

[Tim continued to pet the puppy and smiled down at him laughing softly]

[With a few more barks he dropped back down onto four legs and rolled over.]

[Tim looked down at him knitting his eyebrows before giving in and sitting down and began rubbing the dogs stomach]

[His tail thumped loudly against the floor as Tim started rubbing his stomach.]

[Tim laughed softly and continued to rub the puppies stomach]