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folkmore mod ([personal profile] folkie) wrote in [community profile] folkmeme2025-02-24 02:08 pm
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texts from folkmore; tffm

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

fogsong: (131)

[personal profile] fogsong 2025-06-03 02:06 am (UTC)(link)
[ She’s surprisingly gentle, and not a trace of soap remains by the time she’s done rinsing, attention thorough. ]

You make our friendship sound so violent [ Teasing, voice warm with affection, even as she dries her hands on the back of his shirt without a second thought. ] There. Hair clean, life possibly extended. You're welcome.
nomansundertaker: (:[])

[personal profile] nomansundertaker 2025-06-11 01:46 am (UTC)(link)
[ Wolfwood scowls over his shoulder as Sharon uses his shirt as a towel in a room rife with towels! There's another large one hanging off the wall, as well as smaller towels around. It's a rich environment, and her actions entirely uncalled for. ]

You say, committing violence against me. [ His shirt sticks to his back, and his wet hair isn't going to help. He reaches for one of the towels before the dripping gets too bad. What a problem. ]

Thank you, oh thank you, benevolent one.
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[personal profile] fogsong 2025-06-16 11:36 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Sharon slings an arm over his shoulders as he dries his hair, leaning against him with her full weight. ] I guess it’s just all part of the package with us, bestie.
nomansundertaker: (+ smile)

[personal profile] nomansundertaker 2025-06-18 02:48 am (UTC)(link)
Ha ha. [ Her weight is nothing compared to lugging around the punisher. He doesn't even budge an inch. Instead Wolfwood wraps her into a big wet hug and shakes his head so water sprays out of his hair. ]

Right you are, bestie.