give that man a medal!
They’re also very practical. I bet she never ever ever losses her balance, or her footing. Plus, she can Fr'ijing walk on walls.
WALK
ON
WALLS
THIS BLOG WILL NEVER BE ‘MUTUALS ONLY’.
I may be selective, I may be sporadic, but I promise that this blog will never be mutuals only. Always feel free to contact me to discuss plotting. This does not mean you are guaranteed an rp with me. It just means that I will always be open to consider writing with people that I haven’t followed back!
Must be hard for her to get a head in life.
When someone asks you for head, do you just hand yours over?
I would say you’ve got a good head on your shoulders, but your kinda holding it.
Brings a new meaning to don’t lose your head.
If you want to keep a cool head, do you just leave yours in the refrigerator?
*runs and hides*
Oh my god terra XD you and your puns.
Mine was good too. >~
The writer’s blessing:
May you write 1,500 words with ease. May your characters be lively and not cardboard. May you need little editing. May your muse visit you as soon as you sit. May the Internet not distract you much. May your phone lie dormant while you write.
themonocerus asked:
(You shoved Miden further onto the dildo at his request)
i-darkstar-x answered:
Anna purred, moving him up and down slowly. “Do you like that?~”
She took a picture, and showed it to him. “So cute~”
(◀) Miden giggled at the picture, seeing how round his belly was.
She saved the picture. “Mommy’s going to take lots more pictures from now on~” she purred, and kissed him.
(◀) He smiled and nuzzled you softly, smiling with his forefeet resting on his belly.
“Can you walk?” She asked.
(◀) The little monocerus tried to move himself, but his body was too heavy now, and his belly touched the ground.
“Do you need mommy to carry You?” She asked.
(◀) He nodded, the embarrassed blush still lingering on his face.
“What’s wrong dearie?~” she asked, kissing his cheek.
(◀) “N- Nothing..” he said, his blush slowly fading after the kiss.
She smiled, and nodded. “OK.” She said, then hugged him, his ear pressed against his chest, letting him hear her two six hammered hearts beating.
(◀) He listened to the hearts, finding the pattern of the beats to be odd, as he was used to his own simple heartbeat.
“Mommy was talking to a friend of hers, and she agreed to let us have the party at her house.” She said.
(◀) Miden smiled and nodded. “Okay!” he said happily, wondering who this friend was.
“Want to see pictures of her?” She asked.
(◀) “Yes..!” he said, nodding, curious to see what she looked like.
She swiped left and right a few times on her phone, then showed him. The first picture was of Gelirein clothed, sitting by a fireplace in a very lavish room, reading a book.