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#muse: Rey
timeguardians · 6 months
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COLD tendrils grips at Rey's HEART and breathless, the startled girl turns to the other with a sweat-matted brow. Unseeing eyes slowly meld as they reacclimate with her surroundings.
The landscape before her is NOT the dull, dry sands of Jakku. "Wh-- where-- where am I?" She glances at the stranger.
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Open Crossover Starter: RWBY/Star Wars.
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Remnant is indeed a strange world for Rey as she sat on the bench looking at Atlas. It’s so backwater but not as backwater to Jakku though backwater enough to still being using bullets. This entire planet just seemed to surreal to her and the fact the Empire or the First Order didn’t find them is surprising as well. No wonder Rin ran off to this place, they never made contact with the outside world. She leans back taking it all in while waiting for her fellow Jedi’s and Resistance members to report to her but she activated her coms.
“How do you think they’ll react to the fact they’re not alone?” Rey asked your muse.
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❛ Luke  trained  you  well.   ❜ (for Rey, from Obi-Wan).
SW Starters (accepting) @suchbrokenstars
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"Do you really think so?" Rey asked, looking up at the man. "He's a good teacher...though I fear I'm not always the best student." She said, crossing her arms. "I feel like I don't know what I'm doing half the time."
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virtuousfuta · 14 days
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😲 Samus for Rey
Rey was letting out hums of pleasure as she was stroking herself off. She was so focused on pleasuring herself in fact, that she lost track of time. Forgetting that Samus was coming by to see her, and even left the door unlocked so that the other woman could walk right in.
And apparently Samus did just that, as she heard the door open, with her head quickly turning to look at her. Cheeks steadily turning a pinkish-red hue. “I-I…Seems I got a little carried away.”
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themetesterfromhell · 7 months
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volatilemask · 5 months
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iwishyouhear · 7 months
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desire444lust · 7 months
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d4djobesemuses · 1 month
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Rei was beyond excited, she hadn't even considered going to a pool in so long, but she felt so lucky when she discovered the Ohara Hotel's store went up to 10XL in the swimwear sizes, and all of incredibly high quality too!
After purchasing herself a pair that fit just a little snugly, Rei checked in, had a "light" three hour breakfast in the hotel's buffet, leaving Rinku to gorge just when she felt appropriately stuffed, and made her way to the hotel's swimming pool.
Perhaps it was the day, or the angle advertising to obese idols primarily, but Rei thanked whomever let the pool be completely empty at this hour of the day.
Taking plodding step after plodding step, the enormity of Rei was undeniable, round cheeks leading to a hefty, wobbling double chin that completely obscured her neck, glistening sweat rolling from it and down her hefty chest in it's quite revealing swimsuit top, it left very little to the imagination, resting atop the star of the show, her wobbling orb of a belly that hung down halfway to her knees, it was a singular slab of fat, slapping with wet plops at every step against her meaty thighs as sweat dripped like a showerhead onto the poolside floor, some ending on her fattened feet, too disfigured by fat to provide the perfect balance, forcing every step Rei took to be even more calculated than it would have already been.
And although walking down a flat surface was a challenge, it was one that the former pianist relished in, the issues only truly began once she reached the pool itself.
With a nervous gulp, Rei slowly lowered a foot onto the first step, and immediately felt years of neglecting her muscles catch up with her, strain went through her left leg as well as shock from the cool temperature of the pool's water.
"Ngh- ghahh... this is... hahh... a problem...!" She worried out loud, not aware that a certain bluenette just might be within earshiot
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urfavouriteg1rl · 1 year
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ruminiscence · 4 months
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Paris: A Year Abroad in a short film
Audio: "Burnt Norton" by Lana Del Rey, a rendition of the original poem "Burnt Norton" by T.S. Eliot.
Where do I even start? Paris has wholly shaped me in ways I never imagined. We refer to Paris as the city of love, but I'm now more inclined to call it the city of art - which only leaves more room for love in your heart. There is so much to contemplate and appreciate in frequenting the vast array of art museums here - from the Louvre, Musée d’Orsay, Musée de l’Orangerie, the Centre Georges Pompidou, and many more. Not only has my perspective on art expanded, but so has my worldview. That’s because art is truly everywhere in this city; art can be found in the walkable streets amidst the rich architecture, the fashionable outfits seen in daily life, and even the exquisite decor in stores and when you cheekily peek into Parisian appartments!
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There's always something new to discover in Paris, I'm almost saddened at the thought of the things I've yet to discover or missed. The treasures to unveil in Paris move far beyond the typical tourist hotspots we all know and love. I am obsessed with Parisian boutiques; they are chic and unique (that unintentionally rhymed) in the best way possible. One of my favourites is La Tonkinoise à Paris, located in the 11th arrondissement. This particular arrondissmenet is the best in Paris to be honest, it holds a special place in my heart as I had the wonderful opportunity of living there, so perhaps you can say that I am somewhat biased. Still, I can confidently say that this animated, hip and creative neighbourhood is one everyone should have the chance to explore.
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La Tonkinoise à Paris, owned by the lovely Chantal, is my favourite hidden gem in Paris. I had the pleasure of befriending Chantal as I ended up frequenting her store one too many times; I've garnered quite a collection over time. This boutique offers a wide range of eccentric and sustainable jewellery, with her earring creations being the show stoppers, in my opinion. Her jewellery is composed of rings, pearls, brooches, charms, and watches, all unearthed in flea markets and recycled. I love that every piece of jewellery indeed is a unique piece. The decor changes based on the season and theme of her new collections, making it an ever-changing and exciting shopping experience. This is honestly the best jewellery store I have ever been to in my life! I wish the pictures I took could do the jewellery and the boutique's decor justice, but it simply won't, I'm afraid.
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Now, onto food, I genuinely need to figure out where to start here. My favourite authentic French restaurant would have to be 'Le Potager du Père Thierry', located in Montmartre. Although it's incredibly small, I love the cosy vibe; I feel like I can enjoy delicious food with friends without feeling surrounded by strangers. Surprisingly, it's also very quiet (yet packed) - I guess the food is just too distracting.
As of late, my favourite non-french restaurant has to be 'Big Black Cook' (let's ignore how inappropriate that pun is, though funny). It's located in the 2nd arrondissement and serves Caribbean food, my friend claims that it was the best meat she's had!
For brunch, I recommend Café Méricourt in the 11th arrondissement. Their green Eggs & Feta are absolutely incredible and quite innovative as far as brunch places go.
As for a boulangerie - seriously, anywhere, literally anywhere in Paris, go to your nearest bakery; there need not be a big fuss - you're in for a scrumptious baked treat regardless!
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I'm ever so grateful for the chance to have lived in Paris for an extended period; you cannot appreciate Paris in its entire splendour from a mere short-term visit. The city is an actual work of art; art is everywhere in the city, from the street performers and musicians, the light filters through the trees, the city's many architecturally rich bridges, the picturesque cafés and boulangeries, the beautifully presented food, the way that the city's many different neighbourhoods each have their own distinct character and vibe. In Paris, art is everywhere.
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timeguardians · 6 months
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multi-muse-transect · 2 years
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“To all Resistance forces loyal to Leia Organa, a civil war has broken out and we’ve been betrayed by Jedi’s and friends who promised to help us in the war. The last holdout for anyone loyal is on Nur on the Fortress Inquisitorious. May the force be with you. Rey out.” She said looking at the camera. Her fight against her old master, Rin, was barely a fight but a near ass kicking. Chewie makes a reluctant whimper as Rey gets up and walks towards the Falcon.
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@suchbrokenstars​ continued from xxx
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His laugher actually settled something in her. She could feel the tension easing as a smile of her own grew on her face. “Thank you, Master.” She told him, giving a little head bow. “When I first left Jakku...I’d just wanted to go back and...well wait for people I knew could never come back to me.” Now though? She could do without all the sand for a while.
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sadgirlfor3versblog · 5 months
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Museum girl 🖼️
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themetesterfromhell · 7 months
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