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Merry Christmas from Kuchel!

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When he opened the little, neatly packed box, he'd find a painting of Lady, made with acrylic paint, framed in dark ebony.

"It's been some time since I saw her. But I think I got her right ... " she said, a bit nervous but proud of her gift nontheless. She smiled.

"Merry Christmas, Keith."

@keith-shadis | a little Weihnachtsgruß for you!

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“I don’t want to be a sweetheart. I want to be the fucking love of your life.”

— Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie

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6. Name 3 things you love most about your muse/muses.

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I think I have three major things ...

My muses give me the opportunity to explore feminist themes in fiction and combine personal interests with pure geek joy. All of my muses have feminist attributes and that is something you will never get out of my writing, but it is also a kind of trademark of mine ^^

In addition to that, I love that my ladies are strong-willed in their own way and have survived hell against all odds. Esmeralda comes to mind here in particular. She's a strong, independent and capable woman, who fights for what she believes in. Even if that makes her the biggest enemy to the world. I find this nothing short of admirable.

A bit bit superficial perhaps, but I adore their looks. Yep. I just love dark-haired femme-fatale looking woman. Especially my Kuchel. I love looking at the images for her. She always looks so elegant and graceful.

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"I mean ... can't hurt to try something new~"

“⚡️” would u smash kuchel?

send “⚡️” and a question and my muse will be forced to answer honestly.

"Kuchel? If the opportunity presented itself, yes. But I don't think she swings that way."

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A reminder how @keith-shadis once described Kuchel.

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Kuchel is either the sweetest, most graceful being that ever grazed the earth or she's a dirty-minded little creature that lusts for the d.

There is no in-between.

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"Well, oops~" she grinned broadly. "Have I triggered something in you, Minolein?" she continued to tease him. "I don't know you to be that shy… you must have pretty dirty thoughts about that man up there, huh?" she sighed somewhat theatrically. "I can understand. I feel the same way~" she purred. "I think it's exactly the right place. And the right time. It's basically a perfect opportunity for a quickie, him? So close to dinner… "Was kommt zuerst? Du oder das Essen?" She had to snort at this comment and looked at her best friend. What Kopfkino was he having right now… "I'd give a lot if that hottie would just come over and take me here on the table. Just like that. Quick, rough and dirty" she continued, fully aware what this would trigger inside Mino.

She can be a real witch sometimes. Knowing exactly what to say or do to get out of her victim.

"I should call him over … I want him."

❝ I DOUBT DAT... ❞ now she was making him nervous. domino was fucking meticulous when it comes to hiding leaving traces to be tracked after fucking strangers in the below. most of these individuals don't live "upstairs" which was exactly why he visited the anonymous clubs of the underground that he knew frequented lower class citizens that could barely afford living on the surface anymore (but would still come to work hereof course). but she wasn't all that wrong either. some of them were probably lying about who they were as well. it did so happen before that he greeted someone during a gala evening - a banker with two diamond rings on his fingers - which he recognized from one very orgasmic session down below.

domino sheepishly (and nervously) played with the napkin. a little smile as she tried cheering him up. ❝ you do too. belong to de men of de world i mean. i mean... dey should treat-a you wit' more adoration is-a what i'm saying. and-a give you de love you deserve! ❞ mino was still very protective of her after all.

but domino bit his lip. dinner hadn't even been served yet and this woman had the audacity to make him hard just by talking like that. ❝ cara... per favore... ❞ he coughed, clearing his throat in an attemp to tell her that if she continued like that he might have to disappear in the men's for a moment. ❝ dis is-a not de right place to... ❞

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Kuchel: *literally just exists and speaks*

Men: *getting hard for different reasons* GOD DAMN IT WOMAN!

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"Not just your face~" she teased him. "Most men would recognize you from a picture of your dick" she took another sip of wine.

Screw modesty. Who cares.

Kuchel leaned towards him and nuzzled him. "Women should stay away from you anyway~ You belong to the men of the world," she said and gave him a little kiss on the temple.

Back to the man that caught her eye.

"Certainly, a champ" she said. "This man gets it hard every night. Or he gives it every night. Hard." Kuchel focused her gaze on the man, even if he didn't notice. Her pupils dilated. "His hair is already quite thin, he has wrinkles too. He's over 40," Sherlock Kuchel analyzed more or less successfully. "I think he works in the public service. Policeman, perhaps. He definitely has the right stature for it" she grinned and looked at Domino.

"This man could carry you in one arm, Mino. And make you look like a ghost all day every day. And night~" she giggled. Then she looked back at the man who was talking to a beautiful young woman.

"Fuck. You have no idea how much I want to put him in my mouth right now…"

❝ EVERYONE KNOWS MY FACE, cara. ain't no way dat i could just approach someone up here and-a start flirting. not if it's not a woman you know. it is-a what dey want-a to see anyway... ❞ which was the saddest part, really.

.........domino moved his coffee to his lips, sipping gracefully but chuckling as kuchel continued. it was clear that she needed a man just as much as he did. they were in the same boat, weren't they.

❝ maybe he looks tired because he fucks every night, like a champ? you should-a see me once i'm done. i look like a ghost. ❞ and how!

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"Not at all!"

Kuchel held the pink cell phone in front of Domino's face. "Look at it! It's a great color, has a glitter keyboard, and even two back covers and a sticker set" she smiled. "With this you can personalize your cell phone however you want. AND!" she took a small chain out of her handbag that was decorated with pastel-colored beads. "That was free! A lanyard and lucky charm to hang on!"

"I bought one for myself too…" she admitted and took out her cell phone. "See? Partnerlook!"

 🎁 + a barbie-phone

🎁 PRESENT MEME ( accepting )

❝ ....you're kidding, right? ❞

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"But that´s the real challenge!" she smiled. "Just introduce yourself as someone else, and if he asks you about the "Don", just say that they're confused because they've had too much to drink ~" she said. "It always works for me~" Kuchel said jokingly, knowing full well that her situation really can't be compared to his.

"There are interesting men everywhere if you know where to look~" she answered him. "But it's true that the men who are here are particularly good-looking… real eye-catchers. Real meals" she winked. It took some time before she could talk about sex so freely and casually again. But she clearly enjoyed associating love affairs with something positive again.

"You see that guy? The tall one with the tired look? Bet he´s a beast in bed. Just underfucked ... I wouldn´t mind taking his- " she said, but stopped at the last moment. That was too shameless. "Sorry ..." she hid her face so he won´t see her embarassed smile. "I´m so crude sometimes ..."

❝ NO WAY! are-a you crazy? i could make myself a target like dat. ❞ there would never be a chance for domino to make a first move at a place like this. not while they were on the above anyway. but he wanted to treat her tonight. he took her to the best restaurant he knew. ❝ de men all look better here t'ough, don't dey. ❞

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🎁 + a gun-style cigarette lighter

"Just what I need!" She had just taken a new cigarette and realized that she had left her light in her room. "It´s beautiful!" she said, eyes sparkling. "Oh, Minoooo ... this was surely so expensive ..." she muttered and blushed a little out of embarassment. He shouldn´t have to spend so much money. She´s not his wife any longer. There was no reason ....

"Thank you ..." she said and smiled and then she gave him a quick kiss on the check.

"Now I don't have to ask Danielo if he can give me a light~"

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happy happy birthdayyy 🎂💖

ooc. Super late but thank you!! <3333 My birthday started awful with a lot of tears and mental pain, but it turned out quite lovely in the end <3

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🎁 + lipstick & parfum (schön geklaut)

Sie quiekte vergnügt, und wurde prompt etwas rot - beschämt. "Wie hübsch! Vielen Dank!" ohne zu warten, legte sie den Lippenstift auf und sprühte sich das Parfüm dezent auf ihr Dekolleté. "Und? Wie ist es? .... Rieche ich gut?" fragte sie etwas aufgeregt.

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Kuchel's father and mother, in the late 810s.

Born in 770 in Kronsberg, a city in Wall Sina, Konrad Reichenbach was a man of politics. He was a member of the town council and responsible for finances. Konrad was considered extremely pragmatic and sober when it came to work, but quite humorous when you met the man away from his desk.

The well-being of the town was close to his heart - and so he did not think much of "unnecessary expenditure with little added value" - this included above all the expeditions of the Survey Corps, which he never considered "valuable" - especially since the scouts had no notable - and above, all verifiable - successes to justify the large expenditure on equipment, horses and accommodation. Reichenbach saw the expeditions as a waste of important resources and tax money - a view shared by many citizens of Kronsberg. Nevertheless, Konrad was not entirely opposed to negotiations with the military branch: as long as he could calculate a real benefit in the soldiers' actions, he was willing to talk.

In 805, at the age of 35, he married 25-year-old Helena Chollet, who was studying journalism and writing at the prestigious Einrich University in order to later work for the "Berg Newspapers" in Stohess. In 810, Helena gave birth to her first daughter - Kuchel. In 816, Helena became pregnant again, but the child was stillborn. The pregnancy was so exhausting that Helena would suffer long-term damage.

Kuchel remained the only child of the Reichenbach-Chollet family, which prompted her father to make early plans for her future - a marriage to a man who would secure a future for Kuchel and her children.