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Sigyn smiled a little, happy to know everything was well up there. "That is very nice to hear. I am glad you all are doing so well." She giggled a little. "Crazy, a bit chaotic, even. But I love it. Mortals are so interesting."
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"It is as strong and as mighty as it has always been. Odin would be proud of his troops." She ran a hand through her hair and tore off her chest plate. "And how is Midgard?"
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1: Neck Nibble
2: Nipple Nibble
3: Licking Whipped Cream Off Body
4: Sucking A Body Part
5: Kiss With Tongue
6: Inner-thigh Kiss
7: Scratches
8: Hair pulling
9: Jawline biting
10: Belly-button Kiss
11: Tongue teasing
12: Striptease
13: Groping body part
14: Suck Along the Hips
15: Shower Kiss
16: Spooning
17: Naked massage
18: Pearl Necklace
19: Hand job
20: Any of the Above
21: Oral Sex
Send me 'I want the K' and I'll generate a number (NSFW version)
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"I know, I know. I'll try to keep out of it as much as I can."
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Sigyn looked up at her own hair, then back at Darcy. "That's a bit harsh. But it sounds interesting… I may have to give it a try. Where might I find that sort of book?"
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"It’s like wanting to wipe out certain traits in people to improve the race over all. Kind of like killing off all redheads so they no longer exist." she gestured idly.
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Sigyn tried to contain the sounds that wanted to escape her mouth. He was so passionate that it made her melt into his arms. When his lips pulled away from her own, she gasped for air. Gently, she let her fingers play with his raven locks as a breathy laugh came from her. "I did not think you really thought this much of me, my king." she said with a small grin.
A noise of sheer longing comes from him as she reattaches her lips to his. His arms slide up and behind her back, pulling her against him. It is he who breaks the kiss this time, though, and he lets his forehead rest against Sigyn’s shoulder. “I did not think it would require this much self control to kiss you, darling.”
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"I don't feel like cooking tonight… We should go out."
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Whether it be for a one night only AU, a seasonal 1x1, or a group roleplay, feel free to use any of these. Some are dark, some are spooky, and some are simply for fun. Enjoy!
The Picture of Dorian Gray - Just as in the novel, your muse possesses a portrait that chronicles all their nefarious behavior while their bodies remain unblemished and ageless.
Gotcha - A group of friends play Ghosts in the Graveyard in an actual graveyard. While in the dark, your character’s shoulder is gripped from behind and they immediately assume the role of “ghost” in the game. They run into the friend who was “it” and learn that person never tagged them.
Hansel & Gretel - Two characters follow a trail of Halloween candy, assuming some trick-or-treater must have a hole in their bag, but it leads inside a house no one has been known to inhabit for decades.
Well, isn’t that bloody typical? - A character who is actually a vampire goes around town entering various costume contests, hoping to win a little extra cash, and is offended when people with clearly fake fangs and stereotypical costumes win instead.
The truth will out - Your muse’s reflection starts revealing their true thoughts and feelings in public (i.e. your character avoids looking at their crush but the reflection stares; they smile politely at their rival but the reflection rolls its eyes or cracks its knuckles menacingly; they pretend to be interested in what a person is saying but their reflection falls asleep).
Tricks are a treat - A couple of usually friendly ghosts decide to have a bit of Halloween fun. They find teens using a Ouija board and make it spell increasingly melodramatic or menacing messages, grateful that the mortals can’t hear how hard they are laughing as they do so.
Frankenstein - Your muse lost the love of their life in a tragic accident. Unable to let go, they toiled for months on end as they searched for a way to bring life back into their eyes. Two years later, they have a breakthrough. However, what they failed to account for was that, while they could reanimate the body, what they could not bring back was the soul.
Be careful what you wish for - Your muse throws a coin into the fountain at the mall and wishes for their ideal partner, giving a very detail-specific list of traits. When the clock strikes midnight that same night, there is a knock at the door. They open it and come face-to-face with someone who matches their description to the letter. Just one problem: their dream date has been dead for fifty years.
A burning question - Your muse invites the person they like over to carve pumpkins. They agree to meet on your character’s front porch. Your muse has set one aside for the other person, but their crush arrives to find your character surrounded by SEVEN pumpkins, all turned away where they cannot be read. The crush asks what they could possibly need with seven pumpkins, but your muse’s answers are vague. When their crush finishes their pumpkin, it’s finally time to put a candle inside each one. They light the wicks and then your muse turns their cluster of pumpkins around to spell: Will You Go Out With Me ?
The Caller (in honor of my mascot) - Your muse begins receiving calls from the past. Believing that much alone took convincing, but things take a harrowing turn when the conversations become threats and people start going missing. There’s a chance this phantasmic messenger is not long gone after all, but waiting in the shadows for their chance to strike the fatal blow.
A walk in someone else’s shoes - Several characters are in search of unique costumes and decide to sift through some old boxes in the attic. They select their attire and go to the party as planned, but the spirits of those who wore the garments years ago take over and people begin noticing bizarre differences in their personalities.
Freaky Friday - Your muse wakes in a body that is not their own, wearing clothes that are covered in blood. Where is their original body? Whose are they inhabiting now? What has this person done, and will your muse be the one to pay the price?
Hocus Pocus - Your muse is one of three witches resurrected by a virgin lighting the Black Flame Candle. If they do not wish to be dust by sunrise, they will have to hunt down enough sources of vitality to preserve their temporary youth and beauty.
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send my muse one of the following to see how they react:
[text]: What the hell are you saying? [text]: Does that mean you aren’t coming back? [text]: Oops, I brought spandex instead of leather. [text]: Come on if you’re coming. [text]: Are we going to do this or what? [text]: Tell me now..so how often have you had sex dreams about me? [text]: Don’t get too comfortable. [text]: S.O.S. [text]: Do you have to text me at three in the morning? [text]: Shouldn’t you be sleeping? [text]: Is that you’re way of saying you miss me? [text]: Is there something I should know? [text]: Party. My house. Tonight. Bring Alcohol. [text]: Is that suppose to be a threat? [text]: Haha, no. I’m not giving it back. [text]: Time for someone to go grocery shopping. [text]: I’m not going with you to see that. [text]: EMERGENCY: BRING ICE CREAM [text]: Send me another picture like that and see what happens. [text]: Is teasing me the only purpose of this conversation? [text]: Soo..does that mean you feel the same way? [text]: Just admit it..you missed me. [text]: I was hoping you would go with me. [text]: You’re dead meat. [text]: How do you feel about a threesome? [text]: Maybe I just feel like spending my night with you. [text]: We are not going there.
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Sigyn hit him playfully as she heard the words come from his mouth. "Language, your highness." she teased with a small laugh. His body was cold as he held her, but it was more comforting than anything. She placed a kiss gently on his neck. "That sounds lovely." She was going to say something else, but a handmaiden seemed to be calling her. She sighed. "I just want to stay right here. Why must they fit me now?"
"I didn't know you could do that." (queenoffidelity)
"I can do many things," he smiles, letting the flower that he held in the air float towards his new fiance. "A beautiful rose, for a beautiful woman."
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Sigyn chuckled and rolled her eyes. "But I thought it was bad luck to see the dress before the wedding?" She rested her head upon his chest and sighed. "I hope everything goes alright."
"I didn't know you could do that." (queenoffidelity)
"I can do many things," he smiles, letting the flower that he held in the air float towards his new fiance. "A beautiful rose, for a beautiful woman."
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smokingladiesman submitted:
Disney’s tribute to Robin Williams at the end of Aladdin.
That’s… actually really beautiful. Well done, Disney.
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Photos Of Animals And Their Parents That Will Melt Your Heart
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Sigyn nodded a little. "Yes, of course. I'm also rather good at distractions, and finding hiding places if you need someone to track the way… I can also tend to the ones who have been wounded. I won't let you down, I promise you, dear Raven."
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Sigyn raised a brow. "I'm afraid I have not been informed about these eugenics things you speak of. Would you care to explain?"
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"And Eugenics." she snorted, shaking her head. "Can’t forget that."
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Sigyn's blush grew deeper as she laughed a little. "Can you imagine our wedding night? I imagine you will turn into some sort of animal." she teased with a grin. "But yes, I will admit… That was quite lovely." Her lips went back to his and brushed against them gently before kissing him once again, ever so softly.
Taking a deep, gasping breath of the fresh air, he returned her smile with a bright, beaming grin of his own. Nuzzling his nose against hers, he hums in satisfaction, his hand squeezing her gently from its spot on her waist. “Wow…” He breathes, giggling like a lovestruck teenager. “That was… That was amazing, darling.”
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She smiled weakly, letting her thumb stroke his cheek. "You don't have to worry about that, now do you?" Sigyn cooed before pressing her lips to his forehead. "Though, I must say I am not excited for the fitting of my dress."
"I didn't know you could do that." (queenoffidelity)
"I can do many things," he smiles, letting the flower that he held in the air float towards his new fiance. "A beautiful rose, for a beautiful woman."
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Sigyn heard a voice come from behind her, though she was afraid to see as to who it was. So, she stayed where she had been standing as she answered the question. "I am afraid I have gotten lost. I need a sense of direction, and then I promise, I will be out of your hands."
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"Someone certainly appears to be far from home," Loki said with a small smirk as he emerged from the shadows. "Why have you come to me?"
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