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(from @rezroleplays) Chili kept his eyes trained on May as she bent over the bed, stroking himself as he watched Korrina press the strap-on dildo into her soaked womanhood, a wicked smirk adorning his lips, "How's that?" His question comes as he tilts her chin up to look to his face, his cock only inches below her gaze as he slowly strokes himself.
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May let out a loud moan, clutching the bedding as Korrina slides the strap-on inside of her primed and ready pussy, panting softly as the plastic stretches her, filling her. Fuck, they’ve been teasing her for what felt like hours, and all she wanted to do was hit that sweet release.
“Feels so good Chili...” she moans up, blue eyes tilting up to look into his red orbs, watching as he stroked himself. “I think your cock might feel better if it was in my warm, wet mouth though..”
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“So, do I get a goodnight kiss?” Chili cheekily asks May.
Stages of Relationships! (Accepting/specify muse)
That cheeky grin of his almost does her in immediately as they stood outside her apartment, her blue eyes meeting his bright, playful red with a raised brow. They’d been seeing each other off and on, and she slowly found herself falling under the gym leader’s spell.
“Hmm... depends, do you think you’ve earned it?” she teased, leaning up on her toes to him, her breath tickling his lips before she grinned, closing the gap between them and kissing him softly.
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🌹 "According to my research, these are your favourite! Though, I wasn't able to deduce which colour were..." he held up the rainbow bouquet, "So I collected one of every colour I could find!"
Send 🌹 to give roses to my muse! Send Reverse 🌹 for your muse to get roses!
She accepts the bouquet with a chuckle, admiring all various coloured roses in her hand. “This is amazing Clemont, and you did your research well.” she tells her friend, she’s still entertained by how he went out of his way to collect every colour there was.
“These will look amazing in my gym! The bright colour will blend with the bright atmosphere. Though I’ll have to invest in a sturdier vase, I want to preserve them after all!”
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“ what scares you more than anything ?”
Lusamine raises her unoccupied hand theatrically to her chest, gawking. “What a scary question!” Then she indignantly raises her glass to her lips, taking a long, indulgent sip. “And I was having such a pleasant evening…”
The complaint aside, she soon sets her drink down on the table before her and– dutifully– begins to answer.
“Well, of course any mother’s worst nightmare is losing her children… My babies, my beautiful little ones… They are so beautiful– Oh, I’ve shown you the pictures, yes? Yes, I believe I did. In any case, if anything were to happen to them– Why, I would–…!”
That train of thought is quickly derailed; suddenly, there are tears in her eyes.
“I wasn’t there when Lillie… When it happened, I’ve… I’ve been a terrible excuse for a mother, I know, it has been… difficult, you see, ever since their father…” Somewhere in the fog of her mind, it seems to occur to her that she is babbling. Sniffling, she shakes her head. “Even so…!”
She dabs artfully at one eye, then reaches out a hand to pinch Clemont’s cheek.
“Oh, you understand! Surely you have children of your own by now…”
#nutsandlightningbolts#v: ultra space needs moms#Pokeani Lusamine is a weepy drunk and no one can tell me otherwise#crying openly as she forces a perfect stranger to look at Gladion's baby pictures#and then she's like 'I do not recall doing such a thing...' if anyone dares to address it the next day
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Vanilla or Kinky?
“Do you really think I can pull off being kinky? I’ll leave that for you all to decide.”
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"I could swear you're living two lives with how badly you've down with this," Clemont lightly admonished, putting a cool towel over the young lady's head, "You need to make sure you keep your temperature down. A fever like this can easily turn if you don't try to conserve your strength and devote every resource in your body to fighting it!" The inventor quickly took a thermometer-like device that he quickly dabbed to her ear, "Thankfully your vitals all check out. You should be better soon!"
MY MUSE IS BEDRIDDEN. WHAT DOES YOUR MUSE DO TO TAKE CARE OF THEM & HELP THEM COPE?
“I guess you can say that, Clemont.” She felt nervous, the thought of Clemont figuring out the double lives made her suddenly shrink for a moment as she felt her fever worsening. Please don’t make the connection. Not yet. She worried with her lip drawn in, biting it as she glanced away for a mere moment.
He was so nice to her, and through her fever delusion she felt herself wanting to tell him. Her lips parting as the damp towel was placed over her forehead.
“Ah... Clem... I don’t know... I mean... I feel like I should.. Tell you something...”
“I... Am... I’m Na...”
Her voice grew quiet as she had a coughing fit, her hand splayed across her chest. Her Gallade, watching everything unfold in front of him, stepped forward and nudged his arm in between Nancy and the Gym Leader. He did enough today, and the guard pokemon snorts and bows its head at the electric inventor, signalling for him to leave and to leave Nancy alone to recover and heal her voice some more.
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(as Connoisseursconfection) "I know you're one for natural remedies, so I hope you enjoy these fragrant herbal incenses!" Cilan placed the pan with the smoldering mixture at the far end of the room, "If this one doesn't meet with your particular tastes, I have three more blends that I've managed to acquire from a shop in downtown Striaton. They're reputed to have some of the most soothing blends from across the world! The way to health lies in the senses, and smell is a strong one to appeal to!"
MY MUSE IS BEDRIDDEN. WHAT DOES YOUR MUSE DO TO TAKE CARE OF THEM & HELP THEM COPE?
@connoisseursconfection
He must have seen the aroma satchel that had been attached to her waist, or the Cutieflies that were buzzing around aimlessly as if detecting some sort of distress. It mattered not that the man saw her this way, but Soleil was hesitant on accepting other herbal incenses from people she didn't know about. Who knows how they made it or if they took an 'amateur' class on how to create healing herbs which would end up turning poisonous or create deadly rashes.
Luckily her sense of smell was still keen, and she picked up the fragrance that the man had created. It smelled of something fresh, yet a hint of spice was added to it. As if highlighting some hidden potential within the herbs themselves. Was this man a cook?
There was something definitely familiar about it. Straiton, he said? She recalled something, actually. She had been there before- yes, the memory was there somewhere in her head when she used to live in Castelia City.
“It’s strange... I remember this smell. It smells like the fresh green grass and leaves from Pinwheel forest, except it has its own hint of smell to it. You- you’re from Unova, aren’t you?” The sickness she felt in herself was dwindling, which was perfect timing. She definitely had some questions to this green haired bartender-looking man in front of her!
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"Happy birthday Ritchie!" Clemont cheered as he burst into a room with an absurdly large wrapped box. He placed it on the table before him, tapping it with a proud hand, "I hope you enjoy this gift. Just... uh... unwrap it... before it starts vibrating... and before it lights the box on fire..."
“F-fire?!” What the heck was in there? Please, not another disastrous birthday present. He might just die for real.
Not wanting to disappoint Clemont, though, he quickly unwrapped the box.
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Man... this was definitely not the greatest time for your special Interpol Tech to malfunction. Something was definitely going on, his R0T0-Xtransciever was going all haywire. This was... definitely screwy going on here. R0T0M was definitely trying to figure out what the source of the problem as well, but man it wasn’t going easy. In fact, it was struggling to even keep himself in the device!
With a sudden zap, the Shiny Rotom found itself flying out of Nate’s Xtransciever, finding itself being attracted to a device nearby! Of course, Nate noticed, and chased after the pokemon as fast as he could. Unfortunately, he couldn’t keep up, and momentarily lost sight of his smartwatch-dweller. However, an explosion in the direction his pokemon prompted Nate to run faster towards where his pokemon was, and upon arrival, he was greeted with the sight of a destroyed device, a blonde nerdy-type guy with charred and frizzy hair, and his R0T0M spinning around in dizzyness.
“R0T0M! Ya alright?” Nate exclaimed, rushing over towards his pokemon, before turning to the man next to him. “Sorry about that. I hope my buddy didn’t do too much harm...”
#nutsandlightningbolts#this got longer than I expected but the setup was needed for this#I probably will be sticking to shorter responses after this
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Send me +/- and I’ll tell you one thing I enjoy about your writing, and one thing I think could be improved!
((Okay. So it should be no surprise that I adore you and your writing.
But. This isn’t about adoration. It’s about the craft. I do really love the amount of detail you put into each paragraph. You put a lot of Clemont’s ideas and thoughts and you can use his body and his actions to convey his emotions without outright telling us what he’s feeling- this is great showing and not telling. Instead of telling us he’s flat-out excited, or nervous, or any emotion we get a flurry of text he’s speaking, or actions even, to show us how he’s feeling. Which is awesome.
One thing I did notice after scouring through your writing, was that many of your sentences have the same length and structure- most very long. While the content of what you write is amazing, the lack of sentence structure variation can lead to a sort of, mundane reading almost, and doesn’t add to the impact in the best way. And in the worst case scenario, it can even leave people a little lost and confused because the structure doesn’t match with the information you want to get across. I would play around with sentence structure (I’ve had this problem myself! But the opposite, all my sentences were super short! Still working on it!). If you feel a sentence getting long, or in hard mode when you feel yourself putting a comma in, think. Can this be one sentence or two? Or three? You do do this well in his dialog, so I know you can do it in his thoughts and actions as well! Play with sentence length too. If you’re wondering if something would sound better shorter, write it out. Look at it. Scrutinize it. Then decide.
As I said, you have a very good hold on showing and not telling. And your character has a lot of thoughts and a lot of tics and ways he reacts that make him very human and very real. I think that if you work on varying your sentence length and sentence structure you can only help aid him and any future muses in getting their point across!))
#nutsandlightningbolts#{writing advice}#{outofplans}#{answered}#((I hope you can get something out of this!))
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(from @rezroleplays) Chili to May: What's the dirtiest thing you can imagine yourself doing to Korrina while I watch?
“Oh... well if you aren’t allowed to participate, I say Korrina and I have some fun with toys. Dildos, vibes, whatever, and we look at you, and you can see how much fun two girls can get up to and how much pleasure is involved with when there’s no guys allowed...”
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K - What character has your favorite development arc/the best development arc?
Question meme! (accepting)
K - What character has your favorite development arc/the best development arc?
Oh, that’s a tough one. I think I’d have to say Lillie, I think. Her story in the game is fantastic, and more fleshed out than many, many characters.
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🥖 Clemont would never throw a baguette at Hima... but he is clumsy enough to trip and let his whole bag of them go flying into her.
Gotta catch ‘em all!
She scrambles, trying to collect the baguettes before they hit the ground. Catching one in her mouth when she runs out of limbs--yum!
Oh, but she’s forgotten poor Clemont, who’s faceplanted onto floor. Oh dear. But at least the bread is safe!
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((And OOC, I just wanted to say that for even as busy as you have been, getting to see you whenever you've been able to make it on has been a treat, and we're lucky as a community to have you here. You're such a positive influence, and I know I can say that many people adore your presence on their dashes, in their inboxes, and in their threads :D I hope that we can bring as much happiness as you've brought us in the coming year ahead! -hugs- ))
The year is coming to an End - Send the mun or muse something that you’ve wanted to say to them this year but didn’t have the chance to!
(REZ YOU ARE SUCH A SWEET BEAN I CANNOT!!!!! Thank you so much ofr your kind words and for always being such an awesome friend and amazing person! You are such an amazing person and the community is so lucky to have you and your supportiveness and light that you just give us all! You are such an amazing friend and such an amazing person and I’m sorry that I suck at messaging you but please know you are such an amazing person and I seriously adore your friendship and I’m glad we are friends!)
#offstage (ooc)#(rez you are amazing like words cannot describe how awesome and wonderful you are!)#nutsandlightningbolts#incoming frequency (asks)
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7. Pretended to be wounded just for attention.
The way the Salazzle was stretched across the ground– legs awkwardly splayed, serrated jaws clicking out a distress call (Oh, woe! What an awful predicament I’ve found myself in! Just dreadful! Ohh…)– communicated very clearly that she must have been wounded. Too clearly, in fact; any experienced trainer would imagine that a truly injured Pokemon would know better than to make so much noise.
When the stranger made his approach, she rolled over onto her back, exposing her pink-and-purple underbelly to the sun, and theatrically draped one claw over her eyes. With great effort, she exhaled; tendrils of smoke escaped her jaws with a hiss.
It wasn’t especially convincing.
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