𝖘𝖆𝖑𝖙𝖇𝖚𝖗𝖓𝖙 𝖒𝖔𝖉𝖘. (
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draino2025-06-15 11:02 am
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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. |

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Placing her elbows by her side, Mila props herself up, returning his grin with something more pathetic, earnest and confused. The clarity is setting in as his sticky come turns cold on her skin, and the person supposed to offer guidance has no idea where to go from here. ]
Come here?
[ She holds out her hand, brings her brother up and close, wraps herself around him and gets comfortable. Time to cuddle so she doesn't have to worry or think. ]
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[He's quick to agree, shifting forward, and idling up to her. But he's awkward in his own way because - yeah, they just screwed around but more importantly:]
... D'you... d'you want me to clean you up?
[With somebody's shirt, not his tongue.]
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[ Impossible challenge for her ever-moving brother, she imagines. Whose come she's purposely keeping on. He already knows how she feels about pain, and now it's a live and unspoken-of demonstration of the other thing(s) she likes. ]
I mean, you can go clean up if you want to.
🎀?
[If she's happy, he is - maybe with pink to his ears at the thought of her happy and content to stay like this. Does it surprise him? Maybe. Not in a kink way but in... feeling desired, wanted, cherished kind of way. He slinks to lay down with her, careful not to disturb the drying necklace, and lays his arm across her gently.]
... I love you[uhoh]-r tits.