SFW/NSFW themes, Minors & Taboos DNI
PFP by 🎨somnimagus.
Mun is 21.
Letting the last halo fly off his finger, scattering into golden motes.
“ Inferno tends to stay in their lane if we're talkin' metaphysics, but a lotta demons are out for +
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Letting the last halo fly off his finger, scattering into golden motes.
“ Inferno tends to stay in their lane if we're talkin' metaphysics, but a lotta demons are out for +
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That aspect alone has some coming back for more.
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Merely a dark remark on her end. Snickering some, and taking another giddy sip from the Whiskey derived mixture Rodin made for her.
That aspect alone has some coming back for more.
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“ That's my guess. They don't poke much into other realms outside of the World of Chaos — +
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Attention eventually given to the glass. Happily taking it, taking a cursory sip, while waiting to see what Rodin would say.
“ That's my guess. They don't poke much into other realms outside of the World of Chaos — +
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ㅤㅤ“None, none at all. Besides, I promised myself to never use it if I am feeling ... under the weather, let's say. Safer that way.”
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The sharp sounds come to an end, Rodin pouring an ethereally amber beverage into a whiskey glass. She asked for a surprise, so all she had to +
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Resting grace of her features giving way to humorous laughter.
❝First time I've heard them classified in such a way.❞
Attentive crystalline gems remained focused on the fallen angel's effortless movements all the while.
“ You're damn right! ”
Undoing all the held bottle caps at once, their colorful contents are poured into the shaker seemingly all in sync.
“ Rogues, mercenaries, the supernaturally inclined, or even just folks of interest are who I leave the gates open to. ”
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The sharp sounds come to an end, Rodin pouring an ethereally amber beverage into a whiskey glass. She asked for a surprise, so all she had to +
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❤️+🔁+🖼 to see how Victor internally reacts to seeing your muse!
❤️+🔁+🖼 to see how Victor internally reacts to seeing your muse!
“ You're damn right! ”
Undoing all the held bottle caps at once, their colorful contents are poured into the shaker seemingly all in sync.
“ Rogues, mercenaries, the supernaturally inclined, or even just folks of interest are who I leave the gates open to. ”
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Gleeful tittering.
❝Good, I like that.~❞
Morrigan then descended back to her seat.
❝So who comes around here regularly? It doesn't seem like an establishment open ta the general populace, fair ta say?~ ❞
“ You're damn right! ”
Undoing all the held bottle caps at once, their colorful contents are poured into the shaker seemingly all in sync.
“ Rogues, mercenaries, the supernaturally inclined, or even just folks of interest are who I leave the gates open to. ”
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ㅤㅤ“It truly is a marvel in weapon engineering, 𝘪𝘧 that is the correct term.
It has been in my hands for decades, has cut down hundreds of enemies, and showed no rust or has broken down even once. I must thank you for your expertise.”
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Naturally, something as dangerous as this is in wise hands. ”
Naturally, something as dangerous as this is in wise hands. ”
Naturally, something as dangerous as this is in wise hands. ”
#TangoTuesday
#TangoTuesday
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Arm then retracted, and index finger tapping thoughtfully against bottom lip.
❝Anything with Whiskey. Other than that? Make it a surprise.~❞
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On the other hand, I'm not good at starting or approaching, even more with characters/stories that I'm more unfamiliar with. Thankfully, that can be changed.
What do you think is your greatest strength and weakness as an RPer/writer?
On the other hand, I'm not good at starting or approaching, even more with characters/stories that I'm more unfamiliar with. Thankfully, that can be changed.
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fₗₑₑₜᵢₙg 𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕤 𝒈𝒐 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚
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fₗₑₑₜᵢₙg 𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕤 𝒈𝒐 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚
Gotta love intergalactic conflict.
. . . Is it strange that he's imagining himself with luscious hair all of a sudden? For the briefest of moments, Rodin's visage looks like his mind went and ran off in search of Narnia.
“ —— My bad, ending having a lil' daydream of bein' at the salon. +
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. . . Is it strange that he's imagining himself with luscious hair all of a sudden? For the briefest of moments, Rodin's visage looks like his mind went and ran off in search of Narnia.
“ —— My bad, ending having a lil' daydream of bein' at the salon. +
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