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Do you still talk to Princess Twilight still Sunset?
“I… I haven’t heard from Twilight since I left Canterlot High. I know she’s probably too busy sometimes to write me back but… I really miss her…”
Ask my muse anything you want on anon!
“It sounds a lot more sexual when I say it this close and this quietly.” (From Shimmer to whoever because why not XD)
Blinking, Ace put a hand up to the side of her face, to block the woman from getting any closer.
“Yes… and so I’d appreciate it if you’d take a step back.”
“Mmm, my bad. Didn’t mean to send any weird vibes.” Shimmer told the woman. “I just couldn’t resist.”
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Manhandling symbol starters. Send one for your muse to…
✱ – take my muse by the hips to carefully move them out of their way
Tooth darted out of her grasp, feathers standing on end as she stared with wide eyes.
“You could just say excuse me. If I was in the way.”
Sunset jumped back in surprise as the woman quickly moved to the side, eyes wide. “I… I did. Like three times… Sorry…”
@reptilebrained “Oh man, you are flexible.~”
“Well, as long as the kid was ok, I don’t care what happens to the guy. Hope you made it painful though.” She said, sitting down in on the chair where Lillian had pointed out. It was soft, softer then anything she had ever sat on. “Oh… shit, this is really comfortable!” She said, with a sigh.
“How old is this chair? Its awesome!”
“I do believe I mentioned his limbs, dear. Of course losing those is painful.”
Lillian’s eyes began to flutter shut as she got comfortable on the couch, preparing to sleep the day through, though also fighting it as she knew she had a guest.
“That… chair… holds very strong sentimental value to me. It was my father’s, specifically. He had a bad back, you see, and sitting on something more tough would have hurt him. So I never sit on it myself, and I rarely let guests have it… unless they’re special, like you~”
Shimmer took notice of Lillian’s eyelids drooping, so she got up from the chair and took a seat next to Lillian, wrapping an arm around her shoulder and pulling her in close. “I messed up your sleep schedule, didn’t I?”
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