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i love the way she plays it cool , i think she's beautiful !


i don't know,

name || Morgan Baskerville
gender || cis female (she/her)
age || 17
species || rabbit/shifter
occupation || high school student (kinda)
height || 5'1
weight || 95 lb


 i don't know ,

personality
Flirty & Foul-Mouthed
A charmer to the core, Morgans favorite pasttime is flirting and following through. She loves to see what a boy or girl will do when she flirts with them. And while she pulls all the stops when she's reeling someone in, when she's with anyone she's not trying to pull, she has the mouth of a sailor. Completely uncensored and unabashed.

Manipulative & Liar
A master at the art of 'wrapping em' around her finger, Morgan will wring you dry if you let her get a good grip on you. She's also a liar to her very core, often lying just to see if she can piss someone off, or start up trouble.

Coquettish & Seductive
You will never know if Morgan is actually trying to get you to sleep with her, or is just playing around. Flirtation and seduction seems to be ingrained in her very nature, almost all her mannerisms and words coming across as playful and suggestive.

Cunning & Calculating
If Morgan is proud of anything, she's proud of her intelligence. She is very smart, a calculating mind and a cunning personality, she never puts this trait to positive use.
likes
+ her family
+ yummy food
+ cute boys and girls and people
+ dancing and partying it up
+ short skirts and revealing clothing
+ exploring and adventuring
+ getting into trouble
+ starting trouble
dislikes
- sweet food
- being undermined / taken for granted 
- people treating her like she's unintelligent 
- maggots
- getting sick 
- sweet foods
- sad music, sad stories



how to make it through this ,

talents
dancing 
singing
very intelligent and calculating
photographic memory
poetry
stamina and speed
fears
maggots
worms and wormy looking bugs
getting eaten
getting shot
*she can shapeshift, can grow rabbit ears and a rabbit tail, is very speedy and flexible, and can turn into a little white rabbit!



come meet me , discreetly !

sexual orientation
panromantic pansexual
relationship status
she's going to marry everyone
lover
HAHAHAHAHA

relationships
Bullet; White Neutral
Bullet; Blue Acquaintance
Bullet; BlueBullet; Blue Friend
Bullet; Green Close friend
Bullet; GreenBullet; Green Best friend
Bullet; Yellow Crush
Bullet; Orange Lust
Bullet; Pink Love
Bullet; PinkBullet; Pink Family
Bullet; Red Uncertainty | Dislike
Bullet; Black Despise

 [ Spades Baskerville || XxAyakoxX ] Bullet; GreenBullet; Green , Bullet; PinkBullet; Pink
"My big sister! She's the sweetest gal in all of Devil's Creek! No one can compare to her! She's my best friend and the best sister in the whole world!

[ Jack Baskerville || XxAyakoxX ] Bullet; Green , Bullet; Pink:bulletpink:
"My big brother, Jack. He may be a bit stuffy, always shovin' his big nose into a dusty book, but he's super smart! He also comes to my rescue and is always there when I need him! A great and dependable brother, I love him lots!"
[ Donovan Smith || D0RKYY ] :bulletblue: , :bulletorange:
"He's a nice guy, I like my sharpie tattoo a lot. Sucks that it's gonna wash out eventually."


she says she's got a trick or two to teach me !

playlist
She's so Lovely - Scouting for Girls
Hollywood - Marina and the Diamonds
Addicted to the Love - Florence and the Machines
Lolita - Lana Del Rey 
She's Killing Me - A Rocket to the Moon
Cardiac Arrest - Bad Suns
Teach me how to Dougie' - Cali Swag District 
Grow Up - Paramore
Girls/Girls/Boys - Panic! At The Disco
Your Love is my Drug - Ke$ha 
I'M NOT YOUR BOYFRIEND BABY - 3OH!3
Do It Again! - You, Me and Everyone We Know
Movin' On - Paramore


shes so lovely !

roleplay example
  I acknowledged Fel's request with a flick of my ears, my gait declining from a run to a slow lope and finally coming to halt altogether. I crouched down slightly, allowing her to slip off my back with limited ease.    
    While she took a moment to gain feeling in her legs and stretch I paused to look at our surroundings. The scenery had stayed the same since we had escaped the little city, a fact that brought a soft tick of irritation to ring in my head.  It was frustrating, it felt like we had been running for hours with the results ending up little to none.
   Plus the twins moons were bleeding a sickly mauve color, I hated mauve.
   I sat down with a huff, curling my tail against the picky, short grass while I watched Fel stretch and unwind.
I just yawned, bored by her trivial worries. Honestly, who cared? We had bigger things to think about. I stood up to my full height and padded to her side, jaws parted as I tasted the air. Jesus. Everything smelled the same. A thick but dull scent without any real traces. It was like I was smelling water, yet even that had some sort of definitive scent. A thick growl rumbled in my throat and my jaws snapped closed. This was getting on my last nerve, and I felt a thick knot of frustration build in my chest.
        I loped away from Fel for a moment, needing a bit of space.
I laced my fingers together and hummed in thought, stepping back and looking around. "Not much of a hall," I mumbled, letting my hands drop to my sides and sighed. "Fuck it. I'm lost as hell." I scrubbed  a hand across my face and settled down in the grass, taking a quiet breath in.

         "The Valley of Mirrors," I commented sarcastically, "proud home of sacrificial villages and catodiles."


 "The honor of punching a wall?" My tone was sarcastic but I got up anyway, coming to stand beside her. I took her hand in mine, inspecting the injury. It wasn't that bad, her skin hadn't even split, just grated across the surface. Light bruising and some drops of blood were beading across her skin but I figured that was due to her being so fair. I bit my lower lip and looked at the three, pressing my fingers lightly against it while wrapping my other hand around hers. A soft tremor of magic thrummed through the air as my fingers brushed against the translucent surface, and I was sure Fel could feel it as well, right where our hands were joined.
"You're right, it is a forcefield but...I don't think we need to break it." I turned away from the treeline and waited until her paler gaze snapped up to meet mine. "I reacts to other magic. Mine is stronger, I think I can just move through it if I concentrate."
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Su pelo largo, todavía mojado de la ducha, había sido peinado por su espalda en una franja húmeda. Hilda estaba sentado en el suelo, con la ronda, tetas mojadas todavía mojado de agua de la ducha. Se secó el agua con una toalla, que luego se convirtió en mojado.
Hilda se quedó sin aliento cuando vio un reflejo en el espejo de su dormitorio: a través de la puerta entreabierta, ella alcanzó a ver el abs cincelado y la mandíbula cuadrada del misterioso desconocido que compartía su camarote. Se levantó y se dio la vuelta, sus pechos balanceándose pesadamente con el impulso. Agarró la puerta y la abrió, revelando Torolf sin camisa (que es en serio su nombre) temblando de deseo en el pasillo.

Torolf estaba avergonzado por haber sido sorprendida, pero su vergüenza le hizo aún más caliente - caliente para el sexo. Entró en la habitación y sus abs saltones aplastada accidentalmente en el pecho rica de Hilda.

Como los pechos de suero de leche de Hilda aplastados contra su abs granito, Torolf casi tuvo un aneurisma dick.
"Hilda", murmuró Torolf grueso, su palpitante carne varita presionando contra muslos cálidos de Hilda. "No es un secreto que tengo que decirte que no: Tú eres mi deseo prohibido."

Hilda había estado esperando escuchar estas palabras. Su corazón se enalteció en las alas de oro y se elevó hacia un sol radiante de la alegría perfecta. Ella vio a sí misma y Torolf felices juntos, bañado por la luz dorada del amor. Su snooch consiguió todo caliente, también.

"Torolf," Hilda gimió, sus exuberantes tetas esfuerzo con el deseo. "Te necesito".
Torolf, abs gruesas palpitaban suavemente en la luz de la luna, se quedó en silencio.
Hilda lo miró expectante.
"Oh, lo siento", agregó. "Torolf, te necesito - sexual."
Al oír esas palabras hermosas, Torolf flexionó sus abs toscos e Hilda encontró siendo guiados a su cama suave por la pura fuerza de la cintura ondulante de Torolf. Ella separó los muslos en la anticipación, la exposición de los pétalos rosados ​​suaves de su clunge.
Torolf entró en ella como si fuera una lotería. Su polla llena de sangre empujó dentro de ella y se sentía cumplió con la satisfacción sexual.
Hilda se aferró a las sábanas con la lujuria y el éxtasis y las manos. Sus montañas esponjosas amor lanzaron un lado a otro con cada latido. Su cuerpo era como una hermosa flor que se abría y alguien estaba empujando su polla dentro de ella.
Entonces Torolf gimió, arqueó la espalda, y sufrió de dick Parkinson. Se bombea en todas sus espermatozoides nacarados calientes como Hilda convulsionó con tantos orgasmos!
Los dos se quedó inmóvil por un momento como el olor apestoso de billowed hacer el amor en la sala.
Hilda se levantó de la cama, todavía brillando con el orgasmo. Ella resplandecía de alegría, como un gato que se comió la crema de la cosecha.
Ella cruzó la habitación y tomó su toalla, todavía mojado con agua de la ducha. "Torolf," dijo suavemente, "hay algo que tengo que decirte ..."
Pero su cama estaba vacía.
Torolf había desaparecido, se escapó por la ventana del dormitorio. A lo lejos, Hilda escuchó el sonido de desvanecimiento de abs galope.