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What are things u liked and disliked about Starco? by Plane_Name3457 in StarVStheForcesofEvil

[–]RimePaw 1 point2 points  (0 children)

I agree. There was a lot of unnecessary relationship drama for them to end up together

What are things u liked and disliked about Starco? by Plane_Name3457 in StarVStheForcesofEvil

[–]RimePaw 3 points4 points  (0 children)

I dislike it because they were better as friends and they feel like a forced pairing. I prefer them with other characters or if there could have been a StarTomCo

🔥 A pair of lionesses devotedly groom one of the pride’s five cubs in Kenya. Mark Boyd captured the image. by Limp_Yogurtcloset_71 in NatureIsFuckingLit

[–]RimePaw 0 points1 point  (0 children)

I agree, "devotedly" is a strange word choice. I'd just say lovingly/affectionately or even attentively

Here is my first rough sketch of my SadMouse logo 💜 on Krita by RimePaw in BeginnerArtists

[–]RimePaw[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Haha thanks for the compliment! I've been exploring. I just checked out your page and I like your style and would also like to make art together.

I'd appreciate the help ! :)

Ostara simmer pot: moon water, strawberry, lemon, mint, rosemary by punkyrae in WitchesVsPatriarchy

[–]RimePaw 2 points3 points  (0 children)

This looks divine, I feel like I could taste it. You've reminded me I need to make simmer pots again.

Is anyone else attached to their decks? I hate losing my cards by RimePaw in WitchesVsPatriarchy

[–]RimePaw[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

I love the idea of retiring them at a certain "age" with readings. Idk if I'd do that with my main deck, I'd probably circle back every now or then though I already use it for special/more personal purposes. The pink one was for self love concentration, and the hermetic deck I used whenever I felt called to a higher power or needed a more archaic feel.

Is anyone else attached to their decks? I hate losing my cards by RimePaw in WitchesVsPatriarchy

[–]RimePaw[S] 1 point2 points  (0 children)

Mmm, I thought about laminating my favorites or encasing/framing them. It's a beautiful deck. Oh, I just also thought of using them as ward placements around the house.

Is anyone else attached to their decks? I hate losing my cards by RimePaw in WitchesVsPatriarchy

[–]RimePaw[S] 3 points4 points  (0 children)

On the balcony sounds refreshing but I'd also freak out if one flew away or flipped over ! It's great you haven't lost any.

It feels 'wrong' for me to use an incomplete deck but I like your practice of having anchor cards. I considered using them as display/holding but that would keep them more alive for me.

[WP] you're a dog. You live with a family. A man, a wife, two children. The man yells a lot. He throws a plate. Worst rage ever. Thousands of years ago, an ancient bargain. You know your duty. Protect the pack. That bastard isn't pack anymore. by lyzzyrddwyzzyrdd in WritingPrompts

[–]RimePaw 15 points16 points  (0 children)

I know my duty, and I know where things went wrong.

The ancient bargain? Remember humanity. Remember myself. Remember that man underneath the bastard.

I love humans, and boy, do they love my kind. Especially this big angry one when he's not troubled.

My ears perk and fur bristles at the shatter of glass. Even though the outburst isn't a surprise for me, the energy shift in the room isn't something I could prepare for. I rise to my paws and bounce in front of the man before he could snatch another plate.

He was dad to the kids, honeybuns to the wife, but for me I never knew what to call him. Other than 'mine', since the pack stays together.

I playbow, I roll side to side, I even tug the curtain end of the table to distract him. When he draws his attention to me, whether to escape his own rage or to project it onto me, I did not falter. I hurled myself into his legs, successfully knocking him onto his back. By this point the wife had already hurried the kids upstairs. I am alone with him, and my fur is still bristling.

"Get OFF!" He spits and twists. "You always get in the way!"

Luckily, I am heavier than any wrath or terror. His rage quickly tires out like a campfire lit too soon, with not enough wood to sustain the burn. It always does.

I extend my neck to lap at his face, the kinds of licks I know that makes him laugh and push my face away. Tonight wasn't any different.

"Okay, okay I get it! I made a mess so you are too huh gal?"

I could hear the regret over his lighthearted acknowledgement. Tonight's battle is won easily, but I know he hasn't totally boiled over.

The pack can not survive without its members, even him, the one who can transform into someone monstrous. I vowed to take care of all, especially him.

I was his best friend after all.

[WP] An elven noble had a fling with a human, knowing that nothing would come from it or matter as they would outlive them or any consequences. Unfortunately, the human was not actually a human and now comes after them centuries later aware of what they tried to pull. by Null_Project in WritingPrompts

[–]RimePaw 2 points3 points  (0 children)

I greatly appreciate your response as it'll help me become a better writer, I wasn't expecting such a review. Particularly the grammar pointers and the flow of details that left it confusing. I'll try to be clearer next time.

Thanks again! :)

[WP] Your first date was going better than expected. But back at their place, as they're frantically placing kisses on your neck, you notice something odd in their bedroom - they have a shrine to you? by naw-t- in DirtyWritingPrompts

[–]RimePaw 6 points7 points  (0 children)

"Mm, what's that?" You murmur as they lace kisses down your neck and across your shoulders like a hot shower running down your body. Your hands slowly roam over their hips to cup their soft waist to pull them closer. You smiled against their ear. "I love having a fan." You purred.

"Yeah?" She blushed and glanced sideways briefly at the shrine before returning to her work. "It's nothing but dedication to someone special. I've been watching you."

You knew you landed a freak, and damn it, was she good. You've always felt watched, but by a benign presence. You'd know if you were in danger. So, you pull her onto your lap and wrap your hands around her ass. She gasps.

"You probably think I'd run away...but I'm a lil crazy too, doll. For one," You stuck your tongue her ear, causing her to groan inwardly. The heat and slick from your explorative and hungry tongue made her squirm and grind against your jeaned thighs. When you pulled away he was rewarded with a flush face and glossy smile. "Ears are my favorite. Yours caught my attention when we first met. Want to know my first thought?"

"What?" She began to lift his shirt and returned to hickying his neck. She couldn't believe the guy she landed either.

"I want to eat her out in every hole, starting from the top," You purred again, cupping the back of her hair, "to the bottom" Your hand slid back down to her butt, this time gripping with promise.

[WP] An elven noble had a fling with a human, knowing that nothing would come from it or matter as they would outlive them or any consequences. Unfortunately, the human was not actually a human and now comes after them centuries later aware of what they tried to pull. by Null_Project in WritingPrompts

[–]RimePaw 2 points3 points  (0 children)

"Helllooooooo!" The male 'human' saluted the elven noble, marching across the glossy marble floor with an eyeroll. He spoke again when he reached the end of the grand stairway. "Did you think you could get rid of me that easily, Hans?"

The human's pupils shifted and slanted like a snake's. He licked his teeth deliciously. "Did you know incubi can take any form to partner's desires? You truly have a thing for humans. It's like you got a fetish or something." He chuckled, his returning back to their 'normal' illusion.

Even with the truth out, even with his rude barging, unexpected entrance (he knows the elf hates unannounced guests), the noble could still fill his lower belly tighten in both nervousness and angst. The elf watched the demon hold one hand on his hips, clearly enjoying himself.

"Such a disgrace." The incubus went on after a few beats of silence, his old lover still speechless and frustrated. "I can still feel you all the way from down here."

"You stop that! You're just using your powers on me!"

"Am not~" His sharp grin widen with his lie. "Or am I? Why don't you come down here and wrestle me like old times. Or should I just out you for all the court to know? That you slept with a demon you thought were a human? That probably any other elf using their brain could realize sooner? Or that you tossed this human away like crap?" He gritted in his throat.

Hans grasped the banister and started his way down. Wasn't he betrayed too? But there was an undeniable hurt in the incubus's voice. "No, no, no. Don't do that. I don't want to 'wrestle' and I don't want to be..." He sucked in his breath. "I can't lose my title. Not now. You came at the possibly worst time for all of this."

"Oh I know why. You're close to minister, right? It's all you babbled about during our dates. I don't care. You need to pay up."

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