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Texts From Last Night

Welcome to Folkmore's Texts From Last Night meme! This meme can be used as a branch off from our Test Drive Memes and be used as game canon or just for casual fun in the setting! You do not need to be in our game or be invited to play on our TFLN. This can be a great way to meet current players for future invites, get a feel for the setting, or just have some fun.

This can be used for samples on our applications and used as spoons for players accepted into the game!

TEXTS FROM LAST NIGHT GENERATOR

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[fogsong]

Sharon can't help the flash of disappointment that rises up within her at how little she can genuinely do to help him but the feeling is quick to fade, replaced with a quiet, albeit frustrated, acceptance. The bloodlust may always be there but she vows to do the little she can whenever she can to help him through it—even if he's entirely capable on his own.

"I will rescue you," she starts, her blue eyes fixed on his deep red (gods, he's pretty), "any time I notice you may need it and I will do it as politely as I am capable." It sounds lighthearted and gently teasing but she means it genuinely. Whatever he may need of her, he will have it, even if all she provides is a moment of distraction or distance.

"But I'll have you know I am as confident as ever in your self-control." She leans forward to press her lips to his and then whispers against them, "You are really very impressive and I admire you."

[whowillmourn]

"Thank you," Mayerling says and means it wholeheartedly, though it's surely not what she wanted. It's not her inclination to do things politely and with the mere exchange of a few words when a more direct avenue can lead to what she wants. Oh she was the queen of deception and leaning on his feelings when the time called for it and her own desires were turned against her by the unfathomable interests of that month's Pthumerian, Dorothea. Yet that was only because the direct approach failed.

"I appreciate your efforts not to draw attention to it, should I need rescuing," Mayerling murmurs against her lips, "At best it is an embarrassment to have others realize, and I greatly hope no one will come to fear being in my presence, however much or little I can do about those who already distrust vampires." Rhys came around in time. Rhys pulls on his heartstrings in a very different way since April.

He kisses her again, softly. "I admire you too, Sharon," Mayerling says, "At the moment, I should like to admire you at length and perhaps whilst we make the argument certain activities are not in fact better than sex. What do you say, love?" Because he knows how she feels, but Sharon's choices remain, as ever, her own.

[fogsong]

"Then I will make certain it is the most inconspicuous rescue ever," she promises him, "No one will think twice of it." She smooths out a fold on his chest as if to do the same to his future worries. The lengths she would go to protect his peace of mind. The messes she would make. And yet she's just as willing to soften her approach for him. It's how he feels that matters the most.

Love is wild.

The lead-up to the question has her raising a brow. Her smile curls up as her heart climbs its way up her throat and a heat settles into her belly. There's no hiding her interest, though she playfully tries and makes a show of consideration. Steps back. Looks him over, smile coy.

And then she abruptly turns to exit the dining area, already hiking her shirt over her head as she sing-songs, "Come on!"

What an eager beaver.