#pris' musings

[booksofadventures-archived]

Merlin's eyes fluttered open after what felt like it could have been decades, more likely it had only been moments or hours for him. To be honest you'd think he'd be used to it by now, sitting up and stirring from whatever slumber had overcome him.

"Arthu---"

He stopped, something was wrong. They had been in the forest before, but it was winter in Camelot. He had been hunting, well helping while Arthur and some of his men were hunting - he was just there to carry things for the prince.

But this foresty area, it felt more alive, freeing. Like magic flowed here in a way it had not in Camelot for years at this point, not that Merlin had anything but Gaius' tales of old to go by.

Before anything though, he cupped his hands and muttered something quickly, a language old and known to the young warlock. His eyes glowed that quick flash of gold and he opened his hands to see the blue butterfly flutter away from them now.

A rustling in the brush, caught Merlin's attention however as he scrambled to his feet. Eyes darting about to look for anything he could use should he need to or even for what or whom had caused the rustling in the first place.

"Hello?"

{ a starter with merlin for @pri-rp }

[goldenthreadstories]

Link wasn't fully sure what had drawn him to this place, other than the need to look for somewhere to rest for the night. In the last hours of twilight had he stumbled upon the old shop.

A ruin of what it once was.

But something other than the Malice that seemed to infect the very presence of this place, seemed to emanate a sort of power that had drawn him here perhaps.

Right now he's looking for a way safely inside. There looked to be a window, a little grimmed up but he could just about manage to get there. A little hop, skip and a jump.

He would wipe away at the grime with his sleeve, trying to clear the dirt away to look inside and make sure he had a safe route.

When something from inside caught his eye, a slight gasp his eyes are transfixed on the glass case, with what looked to be a mask inside of it. He's going to carefully open the window and make his way inside, being extremely careful as he does so.

@pri-rp liked the starter call

[serandipity]

@pri-rp continued from here

She had not realized anyone other than her original master could see her if she was awake. However, it was not out of the realm of statistical possibility. They were the same soul, weren't they?

Fi stands in front of him, heels clicking on the stone floor of the ruined Temple of Time. She takes a minute to assess him before answering his question. Her first observation is that he is ever so slightly taller. She has to look up at him.

Fi finds this slightly strange.

"Based on the sensation you describe, I believe there is a 90 percent chance it is your soul recognizing me from a past life. Even after so many centuries and reincarnations, you are still my master." Fi responds, before tilting her head to the side.

She then approaches him, before finding their height difference annoying and allowing herself back into the hair, circling around him, inspecting every inch of him, noting all the differences in appearance-- physical or otherwise.

"My designation is Fi. I am the spirit that dwells within the Master Sword-- the Sacred Blade you now wield. However, normally you would not be able to ascertain my presence. What an odd anomaly. However, I do not think I am displeased by it," Fi explained, "Regardless of the life you now live-- you are still my master, and I am happy to see you."

[dxsole]

😕 WE'RE ALL UNHAPPY HERE | @troublesomecousin

There's the sharp inhale, nose running along the length of the small mirror that was being shared by those in those little corner of the party— she can't recall who invited her or how high-brow it was, but her brother ensured her face would be kept out of the papers.

Roy was always true to his word but still managed to make his promise feel like blackmail. Regardless of the swinging blade threatening to come down that was Roy De Winter, Pris focused on the task at hand— getting as high as she could so she can forget, even for a moment, that she was a De Winter.

"You don't...?" Sharp chin juts out towards the coke, the one beside her seemingly content with whatever he was smoking. "You probably should." Sinuses rattle as she sniffs, Pris' head shaking momentarily. "This party is so dead." Instinctively smooths out her hair. Appearances meant everything.

"And everyone is so stupid." Except her, apparently.

[pri-rp]

@muses-and-odd-fashion “…I’m sorry, Hometown? Funky ass name, but I’ve heard worse. I’m Wool, by the way, pleasure to make your acquaintance” Finally dropping the ‘playful rizz’ or whatever the fuck that was, Wool formed a bright smile at Kris, wooden prosthetic arm outstretched to shake hands. Typical politeness, at least he’s pretty friendly, if a bit weird

"Small town." shrug from the teen. they're not in politics, that's their neighbor's job. They're just a student. "Kris." Not much of a talker, apparently. They take the hand loosely for a non-committal shake though.

...

Geeze, their hands are clammy.

[writingmeraki]

WHAT DO WE THINK OF THE NEW THEME OMG!!!

[miserycorde]

[[ Watching the new Vaati video and rotating things in my mind... I think Nepenthe definitely went into her duties misguided and idealistic, slowly gained an increasingly messed up and skewed idea of "mercy" the more she delivered it. And then did not realize she was falling into bloodlust until it was too late and she'd gotten Mohg's attention. Oops, indeed.]]

[galaxicide]

soft-boiled — does your muse have a soft spot for anything? if so, is there a reason?

𝒕𝒆𝒄𝒉𝒏𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒍 𝒎𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒅𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒑𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 / accepting / @techniiciian

Yes. Usually small critters like a true Disney princess. This is because Ben struggled to make friends as a kid. He did have a friendship with Poe Dameron during childhood, but Ben pushed Poe away because Snoke convinced him that Poe didn't really like him, and that Poe only befriended him for his namesake, which, of course, was utter bull.

So instead Ben spent a lot of time around small animals on Chandrila. They didn't require the same sort of effort that human relationships required, and he could vent to them without judgement or talk back. As an adult he remembers the comfort their presence brought him when he felt lonely. But although he has a soft spot for small animals, they also remind him of being a sad kid. So it's a double edged sword in that respect. I do think he'd have a pet at some point in his life, though.

[pri-rp]

The idea of him trying with Daisy, got a small laugh, but "by hard to get i do mean she'd use her bat to get a homerun and you'd be the ball sent flying. for your sake I implore you don't even try. You ah... don't seem sturdy enough to keep up with our sports." She's trying to be nice.

Peach is fortunately used to people... person. Picking out only what they want to hear. but... hmm. With a one track mind like that... "well, do you have a copy of Madam Flurries only movie, the Thousand Year Door? there's barely even ten in existence, but being a primarily stage actress it's an extreme collectors item. Considering the praise the show had, The film could be a grand hit... noone's sure why she only released the handful copies." It's said with poking a utensil into the... meal. Hm. The supper part might be... hard.

There's another small laugh as he talks about taxes though. "I do take my job seriously, that's for sure. Paperwork's no fun, but it does need done... taxes included. The garden is how I unwind, and why my kitchen is always stocked for when I get the baking bug. With hard to harvest ingredients like I like to use, it's quickest you harvest them myself. one crushed fire flower petal in a cup of hot chocolate will keep you warm all day! Or some ice flower petals in a smoothie in summer is the best way to beat the heat, especially after competing with friends."

"Oh, she plays hard to get, huh? I gotcha." He winks as he speaks, poking his utensil into the food and then not picking it back up as he leans on the table. "Yeah, the ladies in Ooo come crawling to me. I have to beat them back with a stick sometimes, you know? Because they... are always crawling to me?"

He clears his throat. Maybe she won't notice how lonely and destitute his house is if she doesn't look around too much.

"Yeah, supper! Great, and after that, why don't you and I watch a movie and get to know each other a little better?"

He does pause, though, from his tireless tirade of trying to get her to spend the night to raise an eyebrow.

"Gardening? Paperwork? Blah, that sounds so boring. Don't tell me you're one of those Business Princesses! All those girls wanted to talk about was taxes! Total snooze fest!" Hm... maybe this wasn't going to work. He just yoinked the first girl in a tiara he saw after flying all that way and called it good.

[fairy-angel222]

OFFICE SLUT! ᡣ𐭩 •｡ꪆৎ ˚⋅

—in which your boss toji catches you fucking your two coworkers gojo and geto

pairing: gojo, geto, toji x fem! reader

cw: foursome, breeding, degradation, praise, belly bulge, spit swallowing, fingers in mouth, face fucking, tears licking, slapping, fingering, cumming untouched, pussy eating

Being your colleagues’ cum dump was something you’d never expected. Ever since you started working at the office one year ago, your two coworkers Gojo and Geto seemed to have taken a liking to you.

Their constant flirting never ended, often finding yourself sandwiched between the two males with their hands and mouths on your body.

It didn’t take long for you to inevitably fuck them. Cooped up in your office during lunch hour as they took turns fucking you raw and filling you up.

Then it happened again.. and again. Becoming a regular routine for the two men to use your pretty cunt for their pleasure.

You were in your office once more, your blouse unbuttoned down to your tits which spilled out of your lace bra. Your pencil skirt bunched around your waist as you bounced on Geto’s cock. Your hands on his shoulder to steady yourself and your head falling back in a string of loud moans.

Gojo stood above you with his hand around your neck, his lips on your ear as he rasped degrading words into your ear. “Just a lil fucking slut aren’t ya? Good for nothing else but spreading those sexy legs f’ us.”

You mewled at his words, hearing Geto grunt deeply when you clenched down on him. His cock was piercing your insides so deep, slamming mercilessly into your gummy walls which each upward movement of his hips. “Fuck, this slutty pussy never gets tired does it? Fucking made to take our cocks.” Geto groaned, his breathing speeding up as his hands on your hips tightened.

“Nnh— S-sugu- ahh— Suguru,” you cried out, your brain slowly losing any train of thought as you were roughly fucked closer to your orgasm.

“Fucking slut, you like that?” Gojo grinned, “Like having your slutty pussy filled?”

You nodded, your body trembling as your stomach tightened, the feeling of Geto’s cock hitting your g spot with no stop becoming too much as you let out a high pitched cry.

Your eyes rolling back and your breathing heavy as you felt yourself near the edge. Letting out incoherent babbles that you were about to cum.

“Is our little slut gonna cum for us? Go ahead baby, you deserve it.” Geto breathed, feeling his own release nearing as you spasmed on top of him. Nails digging into his back as your pussy gushed onto him messily.

Your lips parted, Geto’s cock pace still relentless as he chased his own high. Short moans matching his thrusts while you rolled your hips back and forth. Gojo chuckled, kissing and sucking up your neck before biting at the lobe of your ear. Bringing his lips to yours to kiss you sloppily, squeezing the sides of your neck before his other hand pried your mouth open with his fingers.

A smirk on his face as he let his spit fall onto your tongue, landing two mean slaps to your cheek before his fingers were back to forcing his saliva down your throat “So pretty like this.”

You whimpered around his fingers, small tears welling in your eyes as the slender digits pushed deeper into your mouth. Your drool running down your chin and his hand when you sputtered.

“Hmm, that’s what i like to fucking see.” Gojo could feel his cock straining hard in his work pants. The bulging dent more than visible to your eyes.

“Shit,” Geto cursed, his cock twitching at the sight of you gagging on Gojo’s fingers when the white haired man began to thrust them in and out.

Letting out a dragged groan, Geto held you still on his cock, pumping ropes of his hot seed into you. “Fucking look at how this pussy’s swallowing my cum.” he mused, slowly pulling you off of him and watching as you clenched down on nothing. Preventing his cum from seeping out of your greedy cunt.

Geto scoffed with a smirk, landing a harsh smack to your folds making you mewl, his palm coming into contact with your puffy clit.

“Guess it’s my turn.” Gojo bit his lip, roughly pulling you off of Geto by your throat and forcing you down onto your knees. Freeing his rock hard cock while his fingers dug into your cheeks. His cock throbbing when you looked up at him through your lashes. “Open.”

You did as told, opening your mouth to allow the man to thrust into it. A loud gag sounding in the small office as he forced it all the way in. The outline of his cock prominent in your throat as you breathed through your nose.

Still keeping eye contact when he grabbed onto the two sides of your head and began fucking your face. Moaning and groaning loudly while watching you messily drool onto your tits. Your eyes blurry with tears as your throat was relentlessly fucked into.

Geto began to stroke his cock to the choked gags sounding in your throat with each slam of Gojo’s hips. Your own hand reaching down to play with your clit as your mouth was used for nothing but pleasure.

Gojo grunted, “Now would you look at that, cock hungry whore’s getting off to this.”

Your whine was muffled as you ruthlessly rubbed over the bud, Geto’s cum beginning to seep out of your cunt as you messily rubbed your clit from side to side. Your wetness coating the floor and your hand as you whimpered around Gojo’s cock.

Gojo groaned, pulling you off of his cock and to your feet. His tongue swiping over the tears collected on your cheeks. “Wanna cum in that tight pussy instead.” Roughly bending you over your desk and landing a slap onto the flesh of your ass.

A moan leaving you when his hands reached to free your tits from the confinement of your bra. He wasted no time in plowing into you from behind. Your mouth falling open in scream like moans as you gripped the edges of the desk. Feeling his cock hammering its way deep into you, and hard.

You let out a cry every time his girth filled you up, grazing against your g spot even more than Geto had. “A-ahh f-fuck—“ you cried shakily, your body being jerked onto piles of paperwork, “Satoruu— nnh- ‘s so deep.” you keened. Your head getting dizzy as Geto’s cum was drilled out of you.

Gojo’s hips moving at an inhuman pace to bully your poor pussy. You lost it when a large hand reached forward to grope your tits, squeezing your hard nipples between his fingers before slapping each one. Drawing two consecutive cries past your lips.

“That’s it. Fucking take it.” Gojo gritted out, his fingers digging into your sides to fuck into you even faster. “Gonna breed this little pussy so full.”

The sensation was different, feeling Gojo’s tip prodding at your sensitive spot nonstop. The abuse causing your bladder to feel full as you moaned. Your eyes closing as you pressed your cheeks onto the glass desk. Seeing Geto fisting his cock at the same pace you were being destroyed at.

“S-shit,” Gojo breathed, his cock twitching against your walls. His head falling back in sharp breaths as he neared his release. “Clenching down on me so- fuck— tight.”

Your noises carried no sound as the most intense orgasm washed over you. Your body shaking uncontrollably as your toes curled, increasing your grip on the desks edge. “O-oh f-fuckkk.” you cried out loudly.

Unknowingly forcing Gojo’s cock out your slippery cunt as you squirted. Streams after streams of the clear liquid spraying messily onto his abs and thighs, a shiver raking through your body when your hand reached down to rub quick circles on your clit. “Nnhg— ahh, o-oh god,” you mewled tearily, your pussy unable to stop gushing despite the buckling of your knees.

Your body shivered when you finally came to a stop, panting hard in an attempt to catch your breath as your body went limp. A loud whistle coming from the man behind you as he assessed what just happened. Grinning widely before his eyes darkened.

“That was so fucking..” thrusting his cock back into you, “hot.” His thrusts now becoming uncoordinated as he rut into you. The sight of your orgasm somehow making him even harder than before. Skin on skin filling the air along with the lewd squelching sounds from your pussy.

Geto still couldn’t believe his eyes, his tip and angry red as he neared another release.

Gojo cursed out loudly, giving you his final crazed thrusts before he was burying his cock all the way in. Painting your guts with a satisfied hum. “Such a good breeding bunny for us.”

Geto got off of his seat, his abs tensing as he continued stroking his cock. “Put her on her knees for me.”

Gojo slipped out of you effortlessly, setting your jelly like frame on your knees for Geto to cum on your face and on your tits. Your fucked out brain barely registering it as you were coated with the sticky white substance.

The two mens’ heads turned at the sound of the office door being unlocked. You being too tired to even hear the sound. The was only one person who could have a key.. your boss, Toji Fushiguro.

Geto and Gojo glanced at each other, hurriedly trying to tuck themselves back in their pants while standing side by side facing the door in an attempt to hide you.

A deep voice traveled through the room as the door was slammed open. “Don’t bother, i know you three have been fucking.”

Shit.

“And you two know that this is unacceptable behavior.” Closing and locking the door behind him before walking up to you, watching as you blinked up at him confused. Toji stooped in front of you. Taking in the state of your clothes, the cum on your body and most importantly, your leaking pussy.

“S-sir we can exp-“

“Shut up.” Toji growled out, trailing a finger down your cheek. “It’s already bad enough that you two decided to play selfish with my pretty little employee.”

Gojo’s eyes widened, “What?”

“Don’t act all surprised, did you really think you could keep that pussy of hers all to yourselves?” Toji laughed, tilting his head at you with a coo, “You hear that baby? They thought they could get away with not sharing.”

You whimpered when Toji picked you up, his large muscles flexing under his shirt as he sat you on the desk. The other two’s soft cocks hardening again as they watched.

Toji smirked down at you, “Look at how dirty they have you.” Dragging his finger across your plump bottom lip, “Seems they’ve already done a number on ya. Shame that i have to add onto that.”

The man freed his cock from his pants, being way thicker and longer than the other to. You swallowed hard, your pussy getting wet at the thought of that in you.

Toji groaned, bringing his finger down to your cunt to dip into your sopping hole. “They couldn’t even open you up enough to take me. Looks like i’m about to ruin that fucking pussy.”

You mewled loudly when Toji lifted you up and in line with his cock. Already manhandling your body into a folded position to use you as his flesh light.

“Gonna break your slutty body baby, you ready for that?” Toji didn’t even give you a chance to respond before thrusting you down onto his cock. A loud cry falling off your tongue as his cock bulged in your stomach. Your pussy stretching to accommodate his girth.

“One of you. Come eat her out.” Gojo was quick to walk up to you, sitting on the sturdy desk and connecting his tongue to your cunt as Toji began to fuck himself using your pussy. Roughly lifting you on and off his cock, your moans deafening as he kissed your g spot right before kissing your cervix. Geto’s tongue swirling around your clit was a groan. Swallowing down your sweetness eagerly.

Geto stood jerking off again, his fist circling around his tip before stroking his length.

Your brain slowly turned to mush as you were fucked dumb. Gojo falling to his knees at the same time Toji decided to sit with you out his lap. His hands under your knees which were pressed up into your chest. Pounding into you with no mercy while Gojo suckled at your clit.

You mewled loudly, your head falling back onto Toji’s chest as your sensitive body was toyed with. Feeling another intense orgasm quickly bubbling in yours stomach as Toji’s cock hit a new angle. Hammering directly into your spot with force.

Geto appeared in front of your face, tapping his cock on your lips and watching as you opened up as wide as you can. Your moans and cries being muffled as your legs started to quiver. Geto groaned, easing himself fully past your lips and settling at the back of your tongue.

Your noises increased in volume when Gojo began flicking his tongue onto the swollen bud. Your pussy tightening on Toji’s cock while you sloppily attempted to suck Geto off. The man eventually taking the lead by fucking into the warmth of your mouth instead.

His heavy breaths mixing with your throaty cries and Toji’s deep groans. Creating an atmosphere of nothing but lewdity. Toji grunted, “You’re a real slut huh?” And you only whined into Geto, the noise sending vibrations a his body.

Gojo smirked against your skin, “We tell her that all the time, our personal little cum dump.” Going batch to latching his mouth onto you making you let out a choked moan.

You reflexively came off of Geto’s cock when you felt yourself about to cum. Your eyes rolled back and your forehead sweaty as your heart raced. Geto forcing his cock back into your mouth before you could get anything out. Tears welling in your eyes as your orgasm washed over you.

“Is our good little slut cumming for us?” Gojo teased, sucking harshly to drive you crazy. His mouth opening in anticipation as another squirting orgasm recked through you. The immense pleasure burning your stomach as you let go. Messily drenching Gojo’s face and the desk in front of you.

Toji’s thighs also becoming soaked as he fucked against the forceful sprays threatening to push his cock out. “Shit.” he husked, his cock twitching when you began to come down from your high. Your chest heaved, vision fading in and out as Geto began spilling into your mouth, the thick liquid sliding down your throat making you gag.

“Fuck- pussy feels like it was made to be bred.” Toji breathed, the thrusts slowing down as he released weeks’ worth of cum into you. Swelling your belly and you groan softly at the continuous feeling of being filled up.

Toji let his cock slip out of you, the still hard length springing into the air

Gojo placed a soft kiss to your cunt before he stood up with a smirk. His cum staining his pants from his cock rubbing against the fabric while he ate you out.

Gojo kissed your lips softly, a small smiling gracing your face. “Did so well for us. Such a good girl.” you let out a well needed breath. “‘M tired..” you mumbled.

Geto speaking up from where he stood, “Gotta get you cleaned up first baby.”

You shook your head sleepily, ignoring the feeling of multiple sets of cum flowing from your pussy as you closer your eyes. Snuggling closer to Toji’s hard chest before falling asleep.

Toji’s finger made soothing shapes on your skin, his voice calm and his face holding a spine chilling smile. “You’re lucky i don’t fire your asses for taking my claim before me.”

Gojo and Geto scratching the back of their heads nervously.

“But,” Toji continued, looking down at your pretty face as you slept. Your chest rising and falling softly. “We got more important things on our hands, like truly making her feel like she did a good job.” The other two nodding in agreement.

Toji already had something in mind, but he wondered how long it would be until you woke up.

[ddejavvu]

can i request something with anakin that has to do with his force mind reading?? please and thank you :)

happy may the 4th! send me star wars requests/headcanons and we'll have a party <3

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"You're mad at me." Anakin states, and it's not a question like it was last time, but there's still confusion present, so your anger burns steadily onwards.

You stay silent, and your teeth dig into your tongue.

"Come on, angel, tell me why." He pries, reaching for your elbow where it's bent stiffly at your side.

Strike one.

You pull away from the contact and scrub harder at the plate you're attempting to wash. The stain is stubbornly caked on and damn, you wish you'd splurged on a place with a dishwasher.

"Okay, okay, no touching." Anakin soothes, "But will you please at least talk to me? I can't fix it if I don't know what's wrong."

Strike two.

"You do know what's wrong," You gripe, your voice an unwilling drawl. As soon as it's there it's gone, and Anakin is back to square one.

Anakin Skywalker doesn't do well with square one- he hurtles relentlessly towards bigger and better. He dips gently into your mind with the Force, and though you can feel the invasion of your privacy, there's not a thing you can do to stop it.

"Hey!" You protest, but he's already found what he needed, and he's wrapping you in a hug from behind that you couldn't shake off if you tried.

"I'm sorry I didn't get you dessert from Dex's." He croons, "Ahsoka wanted to stop by the nursery down the street to find a plant for Obi-Wan- you know she accidentally sliced his in half? Anyways, we left the diner in a hurry and I'm sorry you didn't get your sweets."

"Fine," You grumble, pointedly not fighting his touch anymore even though you're trying to maintain your grumpy facade, "If it was to help Ahsoka, then I don't mind."

"I should start bringing her around whenever you're mad at me," Anakin muses, pressing a cheeky kiss to the side of your face, "I'll never get in trouble again."

"I'm gonna tell her you told me you hated me last week!" You threaten, and Anakin groans.

"I did not say that!"

"You said you'd tinker with me if I were a droid."

"Because tinkering is what I do!"

"If I were a droid I should be perfect to you," You insist, "No tinkering needed."

"Yes dear," He secedes with an eye roll he hides into the side of your head, "No tinkering whatsoever. Even when your joints get rusty and your circuits wear out."

"Good." You nod, momentarily satisfied as you place the now-clean plate in its spot on the drying rack, "We're gonna get rusty and worn out together, Skywalker.”

[goldenthreadstories]

@pri-rp with a continuation!

"Yeah right of course."

Merlin did lightly smile, at least even being whisked into the forest here he had found someone friendly to help him. That he was greatful for that. He was just hopeful that he could find his way back to Camelot.

"Right don't accept the hugs, got it."

He nodded as they stepped out the tunnel, what was once foresty underfoot now was rock and his hand was let go which he did let go of Link's now as they did.

He was a little distracted looking at the new view before he turned to see the flower of which Link spoke of. Merlin having had his collection satchel with him, scrambled to get the little notebook and writing instrument he had to write down this advice and a crude drawing of the flower.

"Okay, I will be careful about that. Thank you for the help in helping a stranger like me..thank you for trusting me to help me too.."

[serandipity]

Fun Fact!... Fi.

Send " Fun Fact! " for my muse to give your muse a fact, that may or may not be fun at all.

"The reason why Deku Baba's are so large is because insects within Hyrule's ecosystem are exceptionally large. They evolved with their prey. Unfortunately, the percentage chance of a Deku Baba mistaking you for a skulltula are nearly 100 percent because they are sound based creatures."

[priscilla9993]

I’ve got the urge to write but feel like I don’t have the energy to devote myself to continuing my current works, so onto a mini wip.  Edit, after writing one hour later: Why do I write madarcher/curious archer scenes that have romantic/sexual tension even though I have no romantic experience? Cringing and loving the trope I played into of pinning a character to a wall, or a door in my case.

[pri-rp]

(theothervonkarmagirl) Clara offers Vaati some maguro sashimi!

"Oh, I suppose you would also enjoy the finer things of life, wouldn't you? Thank you, this looks refreshing." It's a friendly smile she gets, as he accepts the offering. He didn't come from a life of meat eating, but ever since being released he's found all flesh to be much more palatable then it used to be.

He's soon smiling after swallowing. "Yes, this is very good indeed. It's been a minute since I've had something so delicately prepared. Thank you, again."

[pri-rp]

"Sometimes the vision just can't be compromised, I get it, but I do have one idea that may be different then kmagined." She reached into her hat, hand going in... deeper then one may have expected, before she holds out a palm with two dark purple pearl shaped buttons. just perfect lil half circles that could have that aimless cuteness to them as well, potentially.

"If not, well, I'd still love to hear a bit more about this project! I've currently not got one going on myself at the moment..."

"Hmm." A hand travels to her chin as she ponders the suggestion. She's trying to envision her little gargoyle puppet with regular button eyes but it just doesn't hit the way she wants it. The reporter ultimately shakes her head to the idea.

"I appreciate the offer but I don't think that'd work as well. I want to entertain my audience and there's no better way than with goofy puppets! I wouldn't mind hearing your ideas though!" Daphne offered with a smile.

She chuckled in response. "Looks like you and me were cut from the same cloth! You can never go wrong with anything regarding purple."