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un: RACKHAM

[calicoat]

[ cont'd from hot or not ]

I sailed with Blackbeard's protege. That isn't a lie one could easily get away with.

[breakfastattiffanys]

Well, look who's getting even more interesting.

You don't just drink rum, do you? You know other drinks, better drinks?

[breakfastattiffanys]

[Cont. from Hot or Not.]

There's certainly been a lot of warnings about the wrong sort of people. That at least gives me some warning of what to look for.

I take it you are not one the troublemakers?

[ipswichson]

Oh no. I am absolutely a troublemaker. I'm just the good sort that does it for fun and not at the expense of others.

But then I was a bit of a troublemaker long before this place.

[breakfastattiffanys]

[Cont. from Hot or Not]

What sort of war? Did you fight too?

Sounds almost like a 20th century novel.

[chemlocked]

From what I can tell it hasn't happened to anyone else, but there was an invasion from another planet. And yeah, I'm fighting in it too. Still going on back home.

Yeah, it kind of does now that I think about it. I should write it up and become a best selling author. Except I don't know how it ends yet.

voice; un: dracula-backward

[honourthymother]

[ Alucard didn't want to have to do this. He hated the responsibility he'd been burdened with. It was bittersweet. A gift from Dracula on one hand and a means of having to be social on the other. Taking a breath though he didn't need to Alucard called the woman he'd seen on the network talking to Dracula's submissive. ]

Hello, it's Blair, isn't it? You don't know me and this might come across as a little strange, however, my fathe-- Vlad left me in charge of the Bloody Zipper. I believe you work there, yes?

[ Well, when he says in charge, he means Sypha, his Dominant, but the store was left to him by his father upon his departure. ]

[breakfastattiffanys]

I do. It's nice to know that someone is going to run it. I've been a bit worried about having to find another job instead.

Unless you're planning on firing us?

text; un: hawkinsheroes

[hairspraying]

hey what's the best place to eat in the city?

[breakfastattiffanys]

You sure you want my opinion? Considering the snob I am?

text | un: m.carter

[shieldingfoundation]

( this comes a few minutes after the city sent out the notification about Bucky's departure and she's had time to process it. and time to wipe her eyes enough to be able to see again.

and since she has no idea if Blair is home or not, she sends a text first. )

Did the city notify you? ( she's assuming the city did. and if so, Blair will know what she means. )

un: QueenB

[breakfastattiffanys]

[She was out at the park with Handsome Dan. There were no ducks in the pond that she had always gone to in Manhattan. So in her more dark and unhappy moments, she had to find somewhere else to go and someone to keep her company. Dorota had to be replaced by Handsome Dan, the duck pond had to be replaced with the garden.

It's not perfect, but she'll endure it. Much like she has to do in terms of a contract.]

Yeah, I know.

I'm sorry you lost him.

[breakfastattiffanys]

[Continued from here]

Yes. [It was a hiss as he pushed through her lips. Her fingers gripped the couch, pushing back against him in desperation for more. He was cruel for denying her, for teasing. She always knew she was mean, but this, holding back when she wanted all of him, she couldn't bear it. It was almost like an addiction, this need for him that was scratching at her mind. It hadn't been this way in a long while, not since- well, she's not going to think about Bassface, not when she almost had Steve inside her.

She kicked away her underwear, not wanting to be tangled when finally he gave her what she was begging for.

Blair reached back, grabbing his hip roughly.]

Show me how much you want me.

[hairspraying]

[That sort of neediness and the way she backed right up onto his cock had him aching. She was desperate for him, and he really was happy to oblige. He pushed the tip of his cock into her, holding onto her hip just enough so that it spread her cheeks open enough so he could watch as his cock fit nicely right into her.

But he didn't go slow. He didn't ease her into his length. He buried the full eight inches into her at once with a quick thrust of his hips. His body bends over her, a hand running down the front of her negligee to pull out one of her breasts as he started a quick pace of in and out. His other hand remained steady on her hip so he could keep up the steady rhythm, not taking any time to pause or let her get used to it.

She wanted his cock; she was going to have it now.]

text; un - hattrick

[portal_jumper]

sorry but I happened to notice a look you gave me in passing. like you'd seen a ghost or someone not very, well, nice.

[breakfastattiffanys]

[Oh. Oops.]

You just look like someone I know/knew.

I heard it happens here but it's still kind of weird when it happens.

Forward Dated

[breakfastattiffanys]

[It was the ache in her legs and arms that had Blair stir. There was no headache to greet her, much to her surprise. Only her body hurting. Apparently her hangover was nonexistent or she didn't drink as much as she thought. Pushing her silk mask up, she was surprised to see that out the window, it was clearly night. How long did she sleep? All day?

Her head felt foggy and slow, more from sleep than anything else.

What about her shift? Looking at the clock, it was obviously too late to even attempt to go to work. And given how stiff she felt, she doubted she could hurry. Great, the first time she missed work.

Only then did she notice someone out of the corner of her eye. Steve? Yes, it was him, even through blurry eyes she could tell. She frowned giving him a poke. Was he worried when she hadn't come with coffee?]

How long have you been here?

[hairspraying]

[He doesn't exactly know when he fell asleep, but most nights he would end up coming to her room. He felt bad on how things ended up, even if she did apologize. Steve was the one to carry her back and place her in her own bed. He even tried to put some pretty flowers around the room. There's even a note tucked away about how sorry he was, and he didn't mean to be an ass. He just hoped she woke up.

So he came by through the weeks-- some things kept him, like people getting kidnapped, but luckily they did nothing with Blair's body. But most nights he's propped up in one of her seats, falling asleep beside her, and hoping maybe the next morning she'll wake up.

He's shoved suddenly, and not fully conscious, yet.] Mmm-- [He whines before something in his brain catches up with him, and he realizes that someone shoved him. His eyes pop open suddenly.]

Blair! You're alive. [And he's definitely going in to crush hug her, her perfectly curled hair be damned.]

delivery!

[legellely]

A bright red box with a silver ribbon is delivered to Blair. Inside are pink snowflake sugar cookies and a fun selfie. The back of the picture reads:

Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays! Thank you for being amazing! 💗 Elle

Gift

[basking]

[Delivered to 007-B is a printed navy silk scarf from the most luxurious fashion boutique in the city.

Attached is a note:]

My beloved Blair,
Merry Christmas. I saw this and all I could think was how spectacular it would look in your hair.
-Chevalier

text; un: QueenB

[breakfastattiffanys]

Your taste is impeccable, as always.

christmas delivery!

[hairspraying]

[A beautiful silver box is delivered to Blair's apartment. Inside is a diamond replica of a 1953 necklace that was given Grace Kelly. With it comes this note:]

Merry Christmas, Blair.
I know this year has had a lot of ups and downs, but I wanted to show you how much you mean to me with something a little iconic.
I'll see you tonight.
Yours,
Steve

text; un: QueenB

[breakfastattiffanys]

[He's won his way to her heart forever.]

I'll be sure to wear it tonight.

christmas delivery!

[aspirers]

[Eloise has a stack of books bound in a green and red ribbon. The set of books are To the Lighthouse by Virginia Woolf, Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte, and A Sicilian Romance by Ann Radcliffe. With the present is a note that reads:]

To Blair,
I hope you enjoy these as much as I have. I would love your opinions on them.
Yours truly,
E.B.

text; un: QueenB

[breakfastattiffanys]

Clearly we both have impeccable taste since we thought of the same book. I've just started 'A Sicilian Romance' and I can see the influence she had on Austen.

delivery; backdated to 12/25

[portal_jumper]

Blair's gift is in a pretty pink box. Inside is a tiara with a note that reads: "We can't have the princess without her tiara. - J"

text; un: QueenB

[breakfastattiffanys]

You're spoiling me. Thank you.

un: wand_in_hand_xxx (Misfire plot)

[kinglyapprentice]

Sometimes, the English are right.

text; un: QueenB

[breakfastattiffanys]

I know a bank where the wild thyme blows,
Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows,
Quite overcanopied with luscious woodbine,
With sweet muskroses, and with eglantine.

Not the best play of Shakespeare's. At least you didn't send me a quote from Titus Andronicus.

text 🦋 un: VDW (10/10)

[misspagesix]

B,

I'm going out tonight. You should come with me. It's no good just sitting around. If I don't see you, I'll message you in the morning.

- XO - S

[breakfastattiffanys]

Anything wrong, S?

I could use some fun, I'm starting to go stir crazy. Are we going clubbing or did you have something else in mind?