Bought new mouth guard. Boiled water. Molded mouth guard. Put Mouth guard in upside down, yelled cause I thought the product was fucked up. Am giant idiot. Need to by new one.
Believe it or not, that is one of my biggest fears : / I’m about to get a new one soon and I don’t want to mess it up :( I feel you, man.
9. Rough kiss (and it goes downhill from here on out, folks…)
“Hey there, handsome,” the draenei purred as she slammed Renwyck’s body against the back wall of the closet. The loud thump warranted a unanimous gasp from the other party goers waiting outside. Her lips crushed forcefully against the human’s, her hands pinning his shoulders to the wall. He ripped away from her, his teeth raking against her lower lip as he tugged it with him. The draenei grunted in pain, her grasp of the human faltering for a second.
Renwyck took that second to break free, in turn thrusting her up against the side wall, the adrenaline of the moment more intoxicating than the last few shots of whiskey. Without thinking, he was on her once more, biting her lip before ducking his head to nip at the soft flesh of her neck.
( apiratesdreams )
((oh hot! thanks!! ))
★ During your time with your muse, what has been your favourite thread?
◆ If you had been born into your muse’s world, who would you be and what sort of life would you have?
☂ What are your favourite words?
● Admit to three guilty pleasures and/or embarrassing facts about…
Thank you very much! <3 I’m humbled by your words, truly.
— The following letter has been delivered to apiratesdreams via dragonhawk. —
I hope this letter finds you well. It has been a while since I have seen you out and about in the city; even longer since we last spoke. I hope your absence is due to the fact that you are finally with your family, enjoying their presence and not because you are having midnight chats with another on a bench. I would be terribly jealous if the latter was the case.
How are the babes and your lady doing? Please let them know a friend from the city sends her love.
When this whole thing with this new Iron Horde gets settled, I would like for us to meet. There is someone I want to introduce to you. He is quite the jokester and has certain quirks that remind me of you. I think the two of you would get along just fine, probably destroy Silvermoon in the process but… Well I think the city is due for some remodeling, anyways.
Stay safe, it seems like a new war is about to start.
Actually, it’s more of a Fight Club reveal…OOPS, I mean… >.> wut?
Please send me your answer, if so inclined! I’m genuinely curious.
Not putting Anon on for this one, though.
All available online (when I can log on), via gdocs, and tumblr.
Lady Alexielle Adier’i - ( lexiadieri ) -
The Adier’i Storyline
* Instructor at The Sanctum
* Follower of the Dark Arts and the Great Dark
* Sin’dorei enthusiast
* Also available: her sister Naminnae Adier’i - DK/mercenary
Cristianno D’Avros, Captain Seawolf - ( apiratesdreams ) -
* Pirate / smuggler
* Has a small legitimate trading company, Wolf Trading Co.
* Has the means for illegal trading
* Also available: Katerinka (alliance) - bounty hunter / trader
Melaeth Vin’derarr, The Rat King - ( hmratking ) -
Rat King Storyline / Seawolf Storyline
* Underground crime lord
* sadistic sociopath
* willing to do the dirty work for a price
* Also available - Sarinna the Night Elf - personal assistant to the Rat King
Daidh Saadrial - ( daidhsadriaal ) -
The Adier’i Storyline
* Instructor at the Sanctum - Demonology
* Keeper of his personal rose garden
Thanks for reading!! <3
Two young elves ran back to their hut, their red hair flowing behind them as they laughed. Some pandaren children their age ran with them for a bit until they turned and ran in another direction. However, the two elves continued on. The village was starting to set up decorations celebrating a holiday that the mainlands practiced and was starting to be popular with the pandaren children: Hallow’s Eve.
Marcus and Lyra had seen the decorations from afar, but now that they were allowed to wander around the village alone, they not only grew excited with their friends, but they couldn’t wait to decorate the hut with their mother. The only problem they saw was that every year, one item was missing. Not this year, if they could help it.
Alaia sat outside the hut, the youngest child in his crib when the twins ran toward the hut. “Momma! Momma! We got the perfect decoration!” Marcus said enthusiastically.
“It’s what was missing! Momma! We found it and the village has so many, we can go get more!” Lyra added.
The twins unveiled the large spherical item they were holding: a bright, orange pumpkin. “Can we go get more?” they said in unison, bright eyed and smiling, eagerly waiting for their mother to agree so they could go back to the village.
He was a proud man.
When he walked, he owned Booty Bay. He owned the village in Krassarang Wilds. He owned the world. He traded the world. He sold the world. He was Cristianno D’Avros, a name many knew, but few spoke of. He was known as The Captain in some circles, Captain Seawolf to the sailing world, Wolf to his friends, Cris to his family.
He was known to have a sharp eye with his guns, known to kill out of rage, known to throw a fit, known to destroy everything he loved because he didn’t get his way.
He was spoiled, bratty, immature in the eyes of many. This man of great power and reputation was known to let his pride and emotions get the best of him. That’s how Captain Seawolf worked. That’s what everyone knew of him.
And he hated it. He hated that he had lost so much because of his petty whining and desperate desire to have things go his way and his way only. He hated that he almost lost what he had right now. He hated that he was well aware of everything he could lose now should he lose his patience and his temper.
But, he was the Captain, after all.
Who defies a captain’s orders? Only those with a death wish.