𓂃𝕬𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔯𝔦𝔬𝔫 .ᐟ
@astralfiend.bsky.social
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Scribed by 𝒢ℯ𝓇𝓂 | #BG3RP #Astarion
[MDNI ; 21+ themes ;
Adult Mun ; Transmasc Muse]
PFP by feyspeaker
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Scribed by 𝒢ℯ𝓇𝓂 | #BG3RP #Astarion
[MDNI ; 21+ themes ;
Adult Mun ; Transmasc Muse]
PFP by feyspeaker
Pinned
#germㅤᵕ̈
I don't have a ton of muse for Astarion at the moment so for the time being I'm gonna be over on @devioussniper.bsky.social ; if any of you are into zombies or okay with crossing verses I'll see you there too 🫶
I don't have a ton of muse for Astarion at the moment so for the time being I'm gonna be over on @devioussniper.bsky.social ; if any of you are into zombies or okay with crossing verses I'll see you there too 🫶
November 4, 2024 at 7:27 PM
#germㅤᵕ̈
I don't have a ton of muse for Astarion at the moment so for the time being I'm gonna be over on @devioussniper.bsky.social ; if any of you are into zombies or okay with crossing verses I'll see you there too 🫶
I don't have a ton of muse for Astarion at the moment so for the time being I'm gonna be over on @devioussniper.bsky.social ; if any of you are into zombies or okay with crossing verses I'll see you there too 🫶
Reposted by 𓂃𝕬𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔯𝔦𝔬𝔫 .ᐟ
// I left bc of the constant drama. Everyday was a call out post. There were so many stolen OCs with popular writers and I couldn’t stand it. Then there was also the bots and creeps in the bg too. I was just done.
November 2, 2024 at 3:22 PM
// I left bc of the constant drama. Everyday was a call out post. There were so many stolen OCs with popular writers and I couldn’t stand it. Then there was also the bots and creeps in the bg too. I was just done.
There could have been a smile trying to come across Astarion's face at Gale's suggestion of brighter things, and truly, he almost hoped that he had seen it, because soon enough the walls came flying back up to block out that hope.
He couldn't do that to himself.
. . .
He couldn't do that to himself.
. . .
𝘓𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮. . .
Gale wants to say, reminiscent of one of his romance novels.
Maybe dip the vampire with a damn rose in his teeth or something.
But this is reality.
The bird is long gone, yet Gale can feel its absence on Astarion’s face.
;
Gale wants to say, reminiscent of one of his romance novels.
Maybe dip the vampire with a damn rose in his teeth or something.
But this is reality.
The bird is long gone, yet Gale can feel its absence on Astarion’s face.
;
He lets the moment carry on, perhaps longer than he should. The quiet . . . Save for the breeze, the distant shuffle of other things father into the brush. The sun peeking through the canopy above their heads, warming his skin in a way he had nearly forgotten.
Its too long. It must end.
. . .
Its too long. It must end.
. . .
November 1, 2024 at 9:12 PM
There could have been a smile trying to come across Astarion's face at Gale's suggestion of brighter things, and truly, he almost hoped that he had seen it, because soon enough the walls came flying back up to block out that hope.
He couldn't do that to himself.
. . .
He couldn't do that to himself.
. . .
♯𝒢𝑒𝓇𝓂
Bsky please please please add drafts so I don't have to rewrite replies every time I get interrupted at work and forget about them 🙏
Bsky please please please add drafts so I don't have to rewrite replies every time I get interrupted at work and forget about them 🙏
November 1, 2024 at 9:03 PM
♯𝒢𝑒𝓇𝓂
Bsky please please please add drafts so I don't have to rewrite replies every time I get interrupted at work and forget about them 🙏
Bsky please please please add drafts so I don't have to rewrite replies every time I get interrupted at work and forget about them 🙏
' Its almost impossible to picture any of you settled down off this wretched little path we're on . . .
I suppose 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦 looked much different to you than this.ᐣ '
I suppose 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦 looked much different to you than this.ᐣ '
Makes me miss home…
Hard to enjoy Hallow's Eve without a hearth to curl up to.
October 31, 2024 at 3:19 PM
' Its almost impossible to picture any of you settled down off this wretched little path we're on . . .
I suppose 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦 looked much different to you than this.ᐣ '
I suppose 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦 looked much different to you than this.ᐣ '
Hard to enjoy Hallow's Eve without a hearth to curl up to.
October 31, 2024 at 1:50 PM
Hard to enjoy Hallow's Eve without a hearth to curl up to.
He lets the moment carry on, perhaps longer than he should. The quiet . . . Save for the breeze, the distant shuffle of other things father into the brush. The sun peeking through the canopy above their heads, warming his skin in a way he had nearly forgotten.
Its too long. It must end.
. . .
Its too long. It must end.
. . .
A breeze captures the air, carrying leaves away with the pretty yellow bird. But none of these things take his attention away from the ethereal man in the center of it all.
A part of him hopes Astarion notices. Though, if he does, Gale isn’t brave enough to 𝘭𝘦𝘵 him notice.
;
A part of him hopes Astarion notices. Though, if he does, Gale isn’t brave enough to 𝘭𝘦𝘵 him notice.
;
For a moment, if he noticed Gale's presence at all, he didn't let on.
The bird twitters and he listens with rapt attention, until the creature notices it's growing audience and takes from his hand as quickly as it had come.
His gaze is locked in the direction it had gone, expression fallen.
The bird twitters and he listens with rapt attention, until the creature notices it's growing audience and takes from his hand as quickly as it had come.
His gaze is locked in the direction it had gone, expression fallen.
October 30, 2024 at 6:06 AM
He lets the moment carry on, perhaps longer than he should. The quiet . . . Save for the breeze, the distant shuffle of other things father into the brush. The sun peeking through the canopy above their heads, warming his skin in a way he had nearly forgotten.
Its too long. It must end.
. . .
Its too long. It must end.
. . .
He slipped up. He can only admit that to himself, of course . . . Silently, in his own mind. There is a tension that Astarion holds in his shoulders long after Gale seems to have dosed off, almost . . . 𝘈𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘥 to be perceived any further by the other man.
He didn't want to care.
. . .
He didn't want to care.
. . .
There’s no point in pushing any further. So Gale settles down against the pack again, albeit thoughtful.
Astarion wouldn’t go out of his way like that for an “asset”. He’s made that abundantly clear…
Strange change in behavior.
;
Astarion wouldn’t go out of his way like that for an “asset”. He’s made that abundantly clear…
Strange change in behavior.
;
He is 𝙣𝙤𝙩 meeting the wizard's eyes. 𝘗𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘰.
' You are . . . An asset. Does that settle your mind enough.ᐣ Or need you pick apart my mind.
Because I will warn you, that is a 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘴 road, and I do not consider it open for common travel. '
' You are . . . An asset. Does that settle your mind enough.ᐣ Or need you pick apart my mind.
Because I will warn you, that is a 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘴 road, and I do not consider it open for common travel. '
October 30, 2024 at 5:54 AM
He slipped up. He can only admit that to himself, of course . . . Silently, in his own mind. There is a tension that Astarion holds in his shoulders long after Gale seems to have dosed off, almost . . . 𝘈𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘥 to be perceived any further by the other man.
He didn't want to care.
. . .
He didn't want to care.
. . .
He is 𝙣𝙤𝙩 meeting the wizard's eyes. 𝘗𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘰.
' You are . . . An asset. Does that settle your mind enough.ᐣ Or need you pick apart my mind.
Because I will warn you, that is a 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘴 road, and I do not consider it open for common travel. '
' You are . . . An asset. Does that settle your mind enough.ᐣ Or need you pick apart my mind.
Because I will warn you, that is a 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘴 road, and I do not consider it open for common travel. '
“…. you would do all of that, for me?” Gale’s brows pinch, “I thought I was just a pest to you.
And that’s putting it kindly.”
He lifts his head to look at Astarion, visibly confused.
And that’s putting it kindly.”
He lifts his head to look at Astarion, visibly confused.
Gale's suffering is obvious . . . The tension in his body, the warble in his voice.
The faintest touch of sympathy swims in the sparkling red gaze of the vampire looming above him.
He's sitting beside him soon enough.
' Well . . . I suppose only for now. But just so we're clear — you
. . .
The faintest touch of sympathy swims in the sparkling red gaze of the vampire looming above him.
He's sitting beside him soon enough.
' Well . . . I suppose only for now. But just so we're clear — you
. . .
October 30, 2024 at 4:36 AM
He is 𝙣𝙤𝙩 meeting the wizard's eyes. 𝘗𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘰.
' You are . . . An asset. Does that settle your mind enough.ᐣ Or need you pick apart my mind.
Because I will warn you, that is a 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘴 road, and I do not consider it open for common travel. '
' You are . . . An asset. Does that settle your mind enough.ᐣ Or need you pick apart my mind.
Because I will warn you, that is a 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘴 road, and I do not consider it open for common travel. '
For a moment, if he noticed Gale's presence at all, he didn't let on.
The bird twitters and he listens with rapt attention, until the creature notices it's growing audience and takes from his hand as quickly as it had come.
His gaze is locked in the direction it had gone, expression fallen.
The bird twitters and he listens with rapt attention, until the creature notices it's growing audience and takes from his hand as quickly as it had come.
His gaze is locked in the direction it had gone, expression fallen.
Gale watches with slight surprise that melts into softness— when he thinks Astarion doesn’t notice of course.
Beautiful…
The bird is nice too.
Beautiful…
The bird is nice too.
A small yellow bird perched on his finger ;
He's 𝒔𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈.
He's 𝒔𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈.
October 30, 2024 at 4:31 AM
For a moment, if he noticed Gale's presence at all, he didn't let on.
The bird twitters and he listens with rapt attention, until the creature notices it's growing audience and takes from his hand as quickly as it had come.
His gaze is locked in the direction it had gone, expression fallen.
The bird twitters and he listens with rapt attention, until the creature notices it's growing audience and takes from his hand as quickly as it had come.
His gaze is locked in the direction it had gone, expression fallen.
A small yellow bird perched on his finger ;
He's 𝒔𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈.
He's 𝒔𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈.
October 30, 2024 at 4:04 AM
A small yellow bird perched on his finger ;
He's 𝒔𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈.
He's 𝒔𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈.
Gale's suffering is obvious . . . The tension in his body, the warble in his voice.
The faintest touch of sympathy swims in the sparkling red gaze of the vampire looming above him.
He's sitting beside him soon enough.
' Well . . . I suppose only for now. But just so we're clear — you
. . .
The faintest touch of sympathy swims in the sparkling red gaze of the vampire looming above him.
He's sitting beside him soon enough.
' Well . . . I suppose only for now. But just so we're clear — you
. . .
Gale huffs and finds some shade under a tree to settle himself for a short rest.
It’s always the moment the body has time to rest when it hurts the most. And not just the orb… his back, hips, definitely the knees. The orb hasn’t been kind to his body, like a cancer slowly eating him away.
;
It’s always the moment the body has time to rest when it hurts the most. And not just the orb… his back, hips, definitely the knees. The orb hasn’t been kind to his body, like a cancer slowly eating him away.
;
Though most might appear shaken by Gale's words, there is almost a sad glint in the spawn's eyes.
' Let's certainly hope it stays that way then, shall we.ᐣ
As I suggested before - and I do not enjoy repeating myself - lie down . . . Please. '
' Let's certainly hope it stays that way then, shall we.ᐣ
As I suggested before - and I do not enjoy repeating myself - lie down . . . Please. '
October 30, 2024 at 4:01 AM
Gale's suffering is obvious . . . The tension in his body, the warble in his voice.
The faintest touch of sympathy swims in the sparkling red gaze of the vampire looming above him.
He's sitting beside him soon enough.
' Well . . . I suppose only for now. But just so we're clear — you
. . .
The faintest touch of sympathy swims in the sparkling red gaze of the vampire looming above him.
He's sitting beside him soon enough.
' Well . . . I suppose only for now. But just so we're clear — you
. . .
Something about the faintest scent of mold that makes him feel 𝘪𝘭𝘭.
October 28, 2024 at 10:15 PM
Something about the faintest scent of mold that makes him feel 𝘪𝘭𝘭.
You need a BELL.
𝙂𝙊𝘿𝙎.
𝙂𝙊𝘿𝙎.
October 28, 2024 at 4:21 PM
You need a BELL.
𝙂𝙊𝘿𝙎.
𝙂𝙊𝘿𝙎.
Though most might appear shaken by Gale's words, there is almost a sad glint in the spawn's eyes.
' Let's certainly hope it stays that way then, shall we.ᐣ
As I suggested before - and I do not enjoy repeating myself - lie down . . . Please. '
' Let's certainly hope it stays that way then, shall we.ᐣ
As I suggested before - and I do not enjoy repeating myself - lie down . . . Please. '
The rogue’s little save makes him chuckle.
“Even if my talents were mute, you’d have the pesky issue of impending explosion to deal with as well.
The orb would not take kindly to its vessel demise. Or at least I presume this is the case.
I’ve never actually died before.”
;
“Even if my talents were mute, you’d have the pesky issue of impending explosion to deal with as well.
The orb would not take kindly to its vessel demise. Or at least I presume this is the case.
I’ve never actually died before.”
;
There's a moment where he actually almost hesitates, as though searching for something to say.
The expression on his face flattens before it becomes too obvious.
̀ Let's not get ahead of ourselves, hmm.ᐣ
. . .
The expression on his face flattens before it becomes too obvious.
̀ Let's not get ahead of ourselves, hmm.ᐣ
. . .
October 28, 2024 at 4:19 PM
Though most might appear shaken by Gale's words, there is almost a sad glint in the spawn's eyes.
' Let's certainly hope it stays that way then, shall we.ᐣ
As I suggested before - and I do not enjoy repeating myself - lie down . . . Please. '
' Let's certainly hope it stays that way then, shall we.ᐣ
As I suggested before - and I do not enjoy repeating myself - lie down . . . Please. '
Biiiiiiiig stretch.
October 27, 2024 at 11:47 PM
Biiiiiiiig stretch.
There's a moment where he actually almost hesitates, as though searching for something to say.
The expression on his face flattens before it becomes too obvious.
̀ Let's not get ahead of ourselves, hmm.ᐣ
. . .
The expression on his face flattens before it becomes too obvious.
̀ Let's not get ahead of ourselves, hmm.ᐣ
. . .
The sudden care causes him pause. No one else has seemed to notice when the affliction is bothering him… He rather likes it that way. The burden of his sickness should be his alone.
“Lie down? But we’ve only just started.”
;
“Lie down? But we’ve only just started.”
;
An odd feeling radiates from his belly ; his nostrils twitch upon the realization the acrid stench in the air had not been the coffee at all .
It was 𝘎𝘢𝘭𝘦 .
̀ Perhaps you should lie down . . .
We have the time for you to rest, Gale . ´
It was 𝘎𝘢𝘭𝘦 .
̀ Perhaps you should lie down . . .
We have the time for you to rest, Gale . ´
October 27, 2024 at 11:34 PM
There's a moment where he actually almost hesitates, as though searching for something to say.
The expression on his face flattens before it becomes too obvious.
̀ Let's not get ahead of ourselves, hmm.ᐣ
. . .
The expression on his face flattens before it becomes too obvious.
̀ Let's not get ahead of ourselves, hmm.ᐣ
. . .
An odd feeling radiates from his belly ; his nostrils twitch upon the realization the acrid stench in the air had not been the coffee at all .
It was 𝘎𝘢𝘭𝘦 .
̀ Perhaps you should lie down . . .
We have the time for you to rest, Gale . ´
It was 𝘎𝘢𝘭𝘦 .
̀ Perhaps you should lie down . . .
We have the time for you to rest, Gale . ´
Interesting response, but Gale decides not to acknowledge it.
The subsequent teasing is met with an eye roll.
“Let’s just say, I wouldn’t have chosen it, if I’d indeed 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦."
Even a half elf would have been preferable.
;
The subsequent teasing is met with an eye roll.
“Let’s just say, I wouldn’t have chosen it, if I’d indeed 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦."
Even a half elf would have been preferable.
;
̀ That means I - ´
There is an audible click as his jaws snap shut, cutting off the thin whine of his voice .
A smirk appears instead .
̀ Pity you've the need for that sort of thing, isn't it .ᐣ
The 𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺 of your race must be a terrible pain . ´
There is an audible click as his jaws snap shut, cutting off the thin whine of his voice .
A smirk appears instead .
̀ Pity you've the need for that sort of thing, isn't it .ᐣ
The 𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺 of your race must be a terrible pain . ´
October 26, 2024 at 4:36 PM
An odd feeling radiates from his belly ; his nostrils twitch upon the realization the acrid stench in the air had not been the coffee at all .
It was 𝘎𝘢𝘭𝘦 .
̀ Perhaps you should lie down . . .
We have the time for you to rest, Gale . ´
It was 𝘎𝘢𝘭𝘦 .
̀ Perhaps you should lie down . . .
We have the time for you to rest, Gale . ´
Reposted by 𓂃𝕬𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔯𝔦𝔬𝔫 .ᐟ
. °• . 𖣔
𝔭𝔯𝔞𝔦𝔰𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔳𝔬𝔦𝔡 . . .
𝔭𝔲𝔩𝔳𝔦𝔰 𝔢𝔱 𝔲𝔪𝔟𝔯𝔞 𝔰𝔲𝔪𝔲𝔰
𖣔 . • ° . 𖦹 • .
𝔭𝔯𝔞𝔦𝔰𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔳𝔬𝔦𝔡 . . .
𝔭𝔲𝔩𝔳𝔦𝔰 𝔢𝔱 𝔲𝔪𝔟𝔯𝔞 𝔰𝔲𝔪𝔲𝔰
𖣔 . • ° . 𖦹 • .
October 25, 2024 at 11:44 PM
. °• . 𖣔
𝔭𝔯𝔞𝔦𝔰𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔳𝔬𝔦𝔡 . . .
𝔭𝔲𝔩𝔳𝔦𝔰 𝔢𝔱 𝔲𝔪𝔟𝔯𝔞 𝔰𝔲𝔪𝔲𝔰
𖣔 . • ° . 𖦹 • .
𝔭𝔯𝔞𝔦𝔰𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔳𝔬𝔦𝔡 . . .
𝔭𝔲𝔩𝔳𝔦𝔰 𝔢𝔱 𝔲𝔪𝔟𝔯𝔞 𝔰𝔲𝔪𝔲𝔰
𖣔 . • ° . 𖦹 • .
The cravings of a strong drink and a warm bed to nap in have yet to be sated .
October 25, 2024 at 10:16 PM
The cravings of a strong drink and a warm bed to nap in have yet to be sated .
̀ That means I - ´
There is an audible click as his jaws snap shut, cutting off the thin whine of his voice .
A smirk appears instead .
̀ Pity you've the need for that sort of thing, isn't it .ᐣ
The 𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺 of your race must be a terrible pain . ´
There is an audible click as his jaws snap shut, cutting off the thin whine of his voice .
A smirk appears instead .
̀ Pity you've the need for that sort of thing, isn't it .ᐣ
The 𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺 of your race must be a terrible pain . ´
“So that means you don’t, 𝘯𝘰𝘵 like me then?” He smirks and kicks a bit of dirt over the drink just to soothe Astarion.
Gale sighs and tries to rub the fatigue out of his face. It doesn’t work.
“I did 𝘯𝘰𝘵 sleep well last night. I don’t think I have slept proper since this whole thing started.”
Gale sighs and tries to rub the fatigue out of his face. It doesn’t work.
“I did 𝘯𝘰𝘵 sleep well last night. I don’t think I have slept proper since this whole thing started.”
〔 It is absolutely the coffee, if the way that he shuffles back from the puddle is any suggestion. 〕
Trust me, you wouldn't have the 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 to realize I didn't like you.
I do not tolerate nuisances.
Trust me, you wouldn't have the 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 to realize I didn't like you.
I do not tolerate nuisances.
October 25, 2024 at 4:01 PM
̀ That means I - ´
There is an audible click as his jaws snap shut, cutting off the thin whine of his voice .
A smirk appears instead .
̀ Pity you've the need for that sort of thing, isn't it .ᐣ
The 𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺 of your race must be a terrible pain . ´
There is an audible click as his jaws snap shut, cutting off the thin whine of his voice .
A smirk appears instead .
̀ Pity you've the need for that sort of thing, isn't it .ᐣ
The 𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺 of your race must be a terrible pain . ´
♯𝒢𝑒𝓇𝓂
I LOVE timeliness banter but I am also going positively batty for a deep dive full-on plot rp in dms right now. It's been almost a year since I've written with people ;w;
I LOVE timeliness banter but I am also going positively batty for a deep dive full-on plot rp in dms right now. It's been almost a year since I've written with people ;w;
October 25, 2024 at 12:49 AM
♯𝒢𝑒𝓇𝓂
I LOVE timeliness banter but I am also going positively batty for a deep dive full-on plot rp in dms right now. It's been almost a year since I've written with people ;w;
I LOVE timeliness banter but I am also going positively batty for a deep dive full-on plot rp in dms right now. It's been almost a year since I've written with people ;w;
♯𝒢𝑒𝓇𝓂
Full disclosure I'm leaning toward not having a mass informational pinned because I'm just writing solely based on vibes these days 🧍
My Astarion isn't chained to any specific storyline. My only hard NO is ascended Astarion. He's not interesting enough to me to write.
Full disclosure I'm leaning toward not having a mass informational pinned because I'm just writing solely based on vibes these days 🧍
My Astarion isn't chained to any specific storyline. My only hard NO is ascended Astarion. He's not interesting enough to me to write.
October 24, 2024 at 9:12 PM
♯𝒢𝑒𝓇𝓂
Full disclosure I'm leaning toward not having a mass informational pinned because I'm just writing solely based on vibes these days 🧍
My Astarion isn't chained to any specific storyline. My only hard NO is ascended Astarion. He's not interesting enough to me to write.
Full disclosure I'm leaning toward not having a mass informational pinned because I'm just writing solely based on vibes these days 🧍
My Astarion isn't chained to any specific storyline. My only hard NO is ascended Astarion. He's not interesting enough to me to write.
Is a little 𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘦𝘵 too much to ask for .ᐣ
October 24, 2024 at 6:13 PM
Is a little 𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘦𝘵 too much to ask for .ᐣ
Nothing more than a bite, I should think ...
〔 The eyes wander ;
A pale throat, the tiniest throb beneath taut flesh. 〕
Though ...
Perhaps a 𝘩𝘶𝘯𝘵.
〔 The eyes wander ;
A pale throat, the tiniest throb beneath taut flesh. 〕
Though ...
Perhaps a 𝘩𝘶𝘯𝘵.
- She grins, her eyes lighting up a bit. -
What are you 𝑐𝑟𝑎𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔 then ?
What are you 𝑐𝑟𝑎𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔 then ?
〔 A flicker amidst liquid red ;
a dancing flame. 〕
I couldn't agree more~
a dancing flame. 〕
I couldn't agree more~
October 24, 2024 at 4:55 PM
Nothing more than a bite, I should think ...
〔 The eyes wander ;
A pale throat, the tiniest throb beneath taut flesh. 〕
Though ...
Perhaps a 𝘩𝘶𝘯𝘵.
〔 The eyes wander ;
A pale throat, the tiniest throb beneath taut flesh. 〕
Though ...
Perhaps a 𝘩𝘶𝘯𝘵.