𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐒

[saltburntmods]

MISFIRES

a rambunctious duo in salt has stuck their nose where they shouldn't and now you can all reap the rewards! this is a MISFIRES meme. post a header for your character, and receive accidental texts from your local saltburntian guests. nudes, nasties, confessions of a certain persuasion? things you'd otherwise never write or send? they're all on the table. (meme threads aren't game canon, but they're not not game canon either, right)

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henry wright (saber tooth) | original

[masticated]

nsfw link

[temporicide]

I have a wig and some big glasses. No one will catch me. I'm going out the window to come get you! Proof!

[masticated]

If you're climbing out of the window just like that I'm fucking you in the gardens.

[temporicide]

That better be a promise, or I'll cry and cry and make a scene.

[masticated]

A scene's gonna be made with or without a promise.

Your clothes are going to be ruined again.

[temporicide]

That's why a black card is a girl's other best friend. Third best friend.

Besides, maybe you can dress me up again after. Just how you like me.

[masticated]

And the first and second?

You won't be going home any time soon if I dress you up how I like you.

[longlegs]

oh yikes
well i guess bloody orgy for jesus is as juicy as it gets

[ the og ]

[masticated]

Mila, what did I tell you about reading weird shit on the internet.

[longlegs]

[ To throw or not to throw this phone out the window

ahem ]

well
it's the internet
i think it's 90% weird shit really

[masticated]

I already have to deal with your hentai shit getting shipped to my door. Don't make me add a child lock to your phone.

[longlegs]

okay wow it's not "shit" and i always ask for discreet packaging?
proud of you for getting the name right though

[ it means he cares :) ]

[masticated]

Don't talk back to me.
Stop readin' that crap on the internet. Read a fuckin' book.

nsfw link

[nightsung]

Almost seems a shame to wash you off of me.

[ video attached ]

[masticated]

Fuck.

A shame indeed. Can I join you and leave a few marks of my own? Ones that won't wash off.

[nightsung]

Tell me where you'd leave them.

[masticated]

Your breasts, your ass, your thighs. Then I'd fuck you so deep you'd have to be reminded of me for the next few days.

[nightsung]

Please.

I want you to fill me up until it takes.

[deadnerve]

yeah well
don't tell dad

[masticated]

The hell does this mean.

KIERAN.

[deadnerve]

[fuckfuckfuckfuck]

nothing

[masticated]

Not nothing.

Spit it out.

[deadnerve]

[✔️ read]

@LD | voice recording

[duracells]

[ the recording sounds like it begins in the middle of a conversation: ]

—fall a̴̢̛͎̪̾͋́͜n̴͉͐̂̑d̵̢̙̺̘̀̽̀ ̴̣̳̱̿̉͜b̴̦͓̟̋̾r̵̫̽eak your neck. Oȓ̷̩̥͎͓̾̌̂ ̸̼̟͙͕́̈́̾t̸̞̫͕̓͗ǎ̷̼̟k̶̬̞͚̺̂e̴̪̒̚͜ ̵͉̌̋s̵̟̰̼̯̔̈́̎͠o̴͍̻̲̒̀̐͝m̷͓̰̃̋̀̚ë̴̢̼̜́͘̕ ̶̧̝̒̏̂ͅm̸͚͑̓ŏ̵̡̢̖̀̿̀re pills and I’ll find y̷̨͖͖̚̕͝ô̴̡̨̫̹͒̅u̷̖̍̌͝ ̷̡͗̈͋s̷̢̀̀͗ơ̶̡̛͉̝̗͐̄m̴̧̛̟͇͐ë̵̖̹̭͖́̓w̵̖̲͍̦͗͆̓͝h̶̟͂̇͜ë̵͙̙͔́͆r̵̘̤̙̘̽́͋e̶̼̹͊̑̑̾ ̵͕̄̕c̸͕̯͐͒̍o̸̲̪̮̫͆̑͛̕mfortable to cud̷̞͍͙̿d̶̰̞̺͕͐͂ĺ̵̩͇̅e up.

[ then, a brief lull in the conversation. the sound of material rustling, possibly clothing. labored breathing, skin on cold tile. a familiar voice next, worn out and raspy and distorted. lucien. ]

Į̴͎̹͈̓ ̶̮̦̩̊̔̆̎ḓ̴̽ó̷̘͊̀̀n't care if ý̶͙o̷̠̯̙̾͐̑ȕ̶̢̬̆'re fucki̴̦̋̊n̷̨̬̩͔͐͗͊̕g̴̪̲̅͛ ̵̯̇̇̔͠ÿ̴̨̯͑o̵̥̜̫̗̍͘ur brother. [ another pause, lucien taking a second to catch his breath, maybe not slur his words so much. when he continues, his next words are all in french, and it sounds like he might be smiling, or trying to at least. ] If it makē̶̼̘̗̭̈̈́s̵͚̥͍̗̀͐̄̕ ̵͔̮̏̋͘ỳ̷̮̐̏ò̷͈̞͜u f̴̠̈́̏͆̈eel better, I fuc̸̦̃k̴̰̫̋ ̸̢͆̕͝m̴̢̢̫̱̈́̾̆y brot̷̡̫̮̀̒ḧ̵̗̱́er too.

[ ... end recording. ]

[masticated]

[henry plays the recording over three times. once to assess what he's hearing: a drunken familiar voice and a near-stranger ande a struggle. he knows struggles, can pick those out any day of his life. twice to make sure he's heard everything. a third and last time for lucien's snarky – if he can call that snarky – response.

what the hell were his kids doing when he wasn't around?]

You need to tell me what this is about. Is that Embry fucking Moore?