This is an independent RP blog for an OC named Whiskey, a genetically altered girl with the mannerisms and genes of felines. Mun & Muse 21+. Multi-verse & Multi-shipping. Blog is highly NSFW and triggering. Tags will be used but read mores will not. Don't like it, don't follow.
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Just so everyone knows, Whiskey has moved to my hub blog. Her URL is the same, just you won't be followed back by her, it will be drbubblesrp.
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Natalie Dormer - Esquire Magazine (November 2013)
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"Kujo, when have I ever earned something? I don't believe in that working for what you've got bullshit. I'll just fuck a new collar out of some sad sack looking to put their pecker in something pretty. How about I work the camera while you strip for the world to see?"
"You care a little bit, pretty kitty. Haven’t you been going on about wanting a new collar? C’mere and earn it. Work a day in your life."
#chewsxthings#pawing at: scratching post#This has nothing to do with her scars#nope#nothing to do with it#He may get drop kicked
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"I don't care how much money they are offering. You put that camera away."
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"You are completely fascinating, you know that right?" The cat leans closer, catching his eyes. "So human, but not. You almost even smell human." Her thought process not even touching the previous subject. "How human are you, though?"
"Clearly.Otherwise I wouldn’t have said that. Seems like you didn’t even pick up on m’teasin’,"
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"Oh look, it's picked up vernacular. That's cute." She pinches his cheek for a moment before turning away. "Didn't Rick teach you what teases are?"
"Didn’t your mother teach you not to put out so quickly?"
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"Didn't your mother teach you not to make false promises?"
"You name it and I can get it sweetheart— in a heartbeat."
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“Men still have trouble recognizing that a woman can be complex, can have ambition, good looks, sexuality, erudition, and common sense.”
"A woman can have all those facets, and yet men, in literature and in drama, seem to need to simplify women, to polarize us as either the whore or the angel. That sensibility is prevalent, even to this day.”
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"Well, before all this bullshit, I'd say a diamond necklace and enough Irish Cream to drown in. But I think we could work something out."
"What’s it gonna take for you to get your pants off?" Of course it’s a joke
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"You should have. I never know where you go on these little adventures." She sighed, but leaned into his touch. Warm palm against her cheek, then down to her back. "I just wanna make sure nothing's happened to you. Even if it's a little text of 'hello I'm alive, don't destroy the couch.' That would do perfectly fine." It seemed all her snarkiness had melted away for a single moment of actually admitting her fear.
"I know, I should have called." He was never the regretful type, or even the kind that was affectionate. He would be lying if he said he didn’t miss her every day. He runs his thumb across her cheek, with a smile forming on his lips that still had her taste on them.
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She couldn't help but whine when he stopped kissing her. That wasn't nearly enough for how badly she missed him. But then he spoke. The little quip being totally and completely Xavier. She couldn't help but smile up at him. Pressing her forehead against his. For a moment, she considered her words. Considered whether to snark at him. Or maybe drop the act. She ran a hand through his hair and sighed. Deciding to be totally genuine for a change. "I missed you."
He had been gone way too long he realized but he needed the time away. If he told Whiskey, she would have never let him go—he could have at least called. He knew that later they would probably get into a fight about him leaving but this was all he cared about right now. Taking a breath, he stopped looking at her eyes. “I like my welcome home present.”
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Caught up in his scent and taste, Whiskey whined as his lips pressed against his. Her hands tangling in his hair. Most days she would have protested to having her back against the dirty floor, but she couldn't think of anything other than Xavier right now.
Falling over into the cats embrace he realized he was missing something and it was her. Even on the floor he wasn’t going to stop kissing her—the taste of her lips was addicting.
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Not only was he remembered, he was missed. Whiskey practically knocked him over in greeting.
He’s been gone for so long. Will anyone remember him? It doesn’t matter.
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She plopped down in his lap once he removed the pack, pulling the first cigarette out and placing it between his lips. "There's a difference between contact and cuddling. Xavier, I rock your world and you just treat me like a hooker. I'll start charging if you don't cuddle me. And you've got one hell of a tab already racked up."
He caught the pack with ease, and opened it immediately. “It’s contact isn’t it? You should know how I am with contact.”
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