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[badrevicws]

𖥸 ─ boy, it's not that complicated, you should stay in my good graces

i'm megan!! sideblog for nsfw content. 27, est, she/her. multi-muse blog. f/f only.

rules. muses. wanted plots. wanted opposites. ask memes. sfw blog.

[loredrops]

she had let her walls down, drawn in by the raw, aching vulnerability sadie had presented last night—tear streaked and trembling, her heart a shattered thing in her hands. capri had gathered up the pieces, had kissed them better, had worshipped the broken places with her mouth and her hands. and now this. "owe it to him? he's never cared about you, you know that." she owed him nothing in her mind. while he still owed sadie a universe of apologies he would never be man enough to give. “is it really that complicated, or are you just afraid of what happens when you choose something that isn’t?”

[badrevicws]

sadie's heart tightened as she listened to capri. the blonde didn't mean to hurt her, she didn't want to hurt her. she was just in a tough position with her boyfriend. her heart stung when capri said that he didn't care about her. deep down sadie knew that was true, last night wouldn't have happened if she didn't know that to be true. "that's not fair." the blonde shook her head, even though she knew capri was right. "i mean, yeah, i am scared. he's all i know. he's the only person who i cared about in this way." sadie stepped forward to capri. "i am sorry, okay? i didn't mean to just up and leave, i just felt like i owed it to him. i don't want to hurt him, but i also don't want to hurt you. i..." she swallowed. "last night also scared me, it scared me how much i enjoyed it."

[blcssom]

open to: f/nb muse: haru-an 'haru' hyun || twenty-eight; professional violinist / lesbian / jin-young joo plot: see inspo linked in source !!! please read my rules prior to replying!!!

she could sense her best friend's body going rigid beside her as the movie went on, which haru supposed she understood on some level... freezing was a valid fear response. the arousal she always seemed to experience seemed much more abnormal, but it did give her a sudden idea to help ease her friend's tension. dark eyes still focused on the screen, haru's nimble fingers slipped from her own lap to that of her best friend's beneath their shared blanket. they stopped inconspicuously at their thigh, first, hesitating for just a moment before they began to rub between parted thighs gently.

[badrevicws]

rowan normally could handle scary movies. she loved watching a spooky movie during the fall season, but something about this movie had gotten to her. she was scared, her eyes were covered between her hands, but she was still peaking out to see what was happening. rowan was so focused on trying not to scream, it took her brain a few minutes to process that her best friend's fingers were on her thigh. as rowan removed her hands from her face, her thighs parted ever so slightly at haru's touch. she sat still, eyes glancing over at her best friend who was still facing the screen. "haru," the blonde muttered, her thighs parting wider. "this movie is a little too scary, i think i need a distraction."

[tearthighs]

open to: f

muse: isabella "belle" banks, 50s, music producer, jennifer beals.

plot: belle's girlfriend wants to show off how good she is by letting her friends finger her at a party.

her breathing had turned heavy with every moment that passed, belle's dark gaze focussed solely on the woman beside her. she'd always been prone to folding under her girlfriend's influences, always wanting to please her, but this? well, it was something she didn't know she wanted until now. as her girlfriend's friend moved closer to her, belle's legs began to slowly part, widening until there was plenty of space for a hand to slide between them, black lace on full display for anyone to see. "have you ever done this before? fucked someone so publicly?"

[badrevicws]

when juliana's best friend invited her to this party, the brunette never expected it to turn into this. where her best friend's girlfriend was sitting next to her on the couch, eyes on them, her legs spreading apart. "never." juliana's eyes switched between the brunette's face and her lace panties. "the only thing i have ever done was fuck someone during a flight in the bathroom." the brunette felt embarassed to even admit that, it felt so lame now compared to this moment with belle. juliana bit the inside of her cheek as she slowly took her fingers and danced along the brunette's inner thigh. "you're sure?" her eyes darted back up to belle, her fingers now dangerously close to her lace panties, her own chest starting to heave up and down with anticipation.

[fauxpunks]

"your family or his?" she began to roll her sleeves up, subtly displaying the toned muscle as she went to put the heavier things away. not that groceries were weights lifted at the gym, but mandy wanted to showcase just how much of a provider she could be. "i guess i shouldn't be surprised. i was just hoping he didn't treat his wife the same way as he treats the pub staff." moving a little closer, she moved to be able to assist with anything that was needed. "do you have beer?"

[badrevicws]

dylan raised an eyebrow watching mandy's muscle's flex as she moved around her kitchen. the way mandy helped her put everything away made dylan's heart swell up. her own husband didn't even help her. "his family, they're not local." she shrugged as the two finished putting away everything. "thank you." dylan muttered, hearing mandy's comment. "yeah, he's...just busy a lot." her voice sounded small as she attempted to defend her husband even though she knew it was pointless. "i do have beer." dylan turned around and opened the fridge, grabbing two bottles of beer. she popped the two open and handed one to mandy. "here," she took a long sip before looking back at mandy. "i'm sensing you don't care for my husband?"

[egotistival]

returning the kiss with equal enthusiasm, kate remained in control of herself for the most part. but god, she loved when ryan begged. "so needy, baby," she whispered when the kiss broke, mouths only inches from each other. here, she could feel every inch of ryan's body as it was pressed against her own, could feel and inhale every exhale the other made, and all she wanted was to tease and torment the other woman until she came so hard she forgot her own name. she did not immediately reach under ryan's skirt as the other would have liked her to. instead, her hands, which had been resting on ryan's hips, curled there delicately, rose to the edges of her bra. ryan's breasts rapidly rose and fell with every inhale and exhale, and kate's mouth watered to take them into her mouth. "you are my pretty girl," she murmured, leaning forward to press her tongue into the valley between ryan's breasts, licking a stripe upward to her neck, and then to her chin where she pressed a kiss there. "you're all mine, aren't you?" her fingers traced the edges of the cups of ryan's bra, before gently maneuvering them out of the way, dragging them down until ryan's nipple could be caught in kate's mouth. she sucked languidly, swirling her tongue over the left, her other hand pinching the right gently.

[badrevicws]

ryan found herself a lot in this position a lot, begging for her girlfriend, needing her touch. kate didn't seem to mind, so ryan didn't either. "i need you, kate." she breathed out, chest heaving up and down as her girlfriend teased her instead of slipping her fingers underneath her skirt. "fuck, kate." the blonde moaned out, closing her eyes as her girlfriend started pressing her tongue in between her breasts. "babe," ryan breahted out with a shaky exhale, her eyes opening looking down at the brunette who pressed kisses around her neck. "i'm all yours and only yours." ryan's eyelashes fluttered, watching the brunette with hungry eyes. even though ryan begged for her girlfriend to fuck her, she loved the tease, she loved how kate took her time with her body. it didn't change the fact that ryan would beg for her, but she knew kate knew what she loved and how to turn her on. once her bra was half off, her nipples immediately hardened, awaiting for kate's touch. "right there." she whispered as a moan escaped her mouth as kate's lips sucked and played with her nipples, sending a shiver down her spine. "fuck, kate, this is exactly what i needed after today." she unclipped her bra, allowing it to fall to the ground allowing kate full access. "please don't stop." the blonde pleaded.

[bunnysfairy]

kneeling pretty for her, tits out, bouncing on the dildo she’s put on the floor beneath me, my knees burning from the hard wood but god, how could I stop when she’s watching me like that? her voice low and rough, guiding me, whispering low: “yeah, baby, just like that. you’re so fucking perfect, keep going, don’t stop.”

her hands tangled in my hair, pulling just enough to keep me grounded, while the fake cock between us feels so real, feels so much like her. suddenly she leans back, roughly grabs my wrist, wraps my hand around the strap and growls, “make me cum, pretty girl. I wanna see my load all over your pretty little tits.”

I’m whining now, my thighs shaking as I jerk her off, my slick dripping down on the floor beneath me. the way she bites her lip, the way her eyes darken, how she’s fucking groaning like she actually feels it, her grip tightening on my shoulders, pushing me down to make me move faster, until I fall forward and cum with her name on my lips.

[fauxpunks]

open to: w & nb (age gap welcome but all is great!)

plot: the precursor to this plot. they're at one of her parents award shows. either as a date or they're secretly hooking up.

suggested connection: one of her parents or siblings' costars, one of her parent's assistants, partner, sibling's girlfriend, etc. (about vaughn's fam)

the familiar buzz in her suit pocket indicated that it was another one of those nights. where she had to sit uncomfortably at a table with her family surrounded by hollywood's most annoying elite. she caught the perpetrator's eye before subtly pulling out her phone and reading over the texts. filthy words littered her brain and she bit down on her bottom lip, trying not to react or let it be known that anything was being said.

vaughn: we have 2 more hours. vaughn: are you sure you want to do this?

the punishment would come in due time. but it wasn't really a punishment, was it? vaughn would consider herself silent but deadly, letting her actions speak more than words could. she glanced back up, her smirk a challenge more than anything.

[badrevicws]

ella's eyes watched as vaughn sneakily slipped her phone out. the blonde bit on the inside of her cheek, trying not to make it obvious the pair was texting under the table. ella was trying to make it bigger in hollywood, and she didn't want to jeopardize any chance she had by acting inappropriately with the brunette. however, that didn't stop her from sending sexts under the table.

ella: please ella: i can't wait to be on my knees as i slip out of this dress. i wore something special underneath just for you.

the blonde hit send, her eyes darting back over to vaughn, her phone still clutched in her hand under the table. seeing the brunette smirk at her made her switch positions in her seat. it was true, two hours felt like an eternity. "another glass of champagne, please?" she asked as the waiter came back around.

[badrevicws]

open to f/nb

loosely based on this (really just some fun holiday fake dating)

when her best friend had asked her to come to this holiday party and pretend to be her girlfriend, she wasn't expecting this massive party. sadie looked all around the room, trying to find her best friend. she had seemed to have lost sight of her and now was being stopped by all of her best friends' relatives. she was starting to get overwhelmed, her own family was small, and they did not have these massive christmas parties. just as she picked up another glass of champagne, she was stopped by some older relatives of her best friend who were asking all about the pair and how wonderful it was that they found each other. "oh," sadie smiled shyly. "well i mean, she's wonderful. us finally dating is just the most unexpected christmas miracle," she glanced over and finally locked eyes with her best friend.

[heavenstrvck]

"lucky me." she breathed out in a chuckle, cheeks flushed already from the woman pressed into her, the compliment only making her eyes sparkle more at the attention. "thanks." adele whined her confirmation at the hands of her ass, leaning into the touch and wanting nothing more than for this stranger to undo her completely. "i don't - i don't usually come here. friend's birthday." she panted, breath catching at the touch against her soaked underwear, hips grinding into it despite herself. "shit, you're - don't stop." the blonde sighed, fingers curled at the back of the brunette's neck, holding her close. "i need you." she added in a soft plea, knowing she was acting desperate, and still in plain sight of everyone. but right now, she didn't care. she'd wanted to enjoy this opportunity to go out, and although being pinned into the wall by the beautiful woman was unexpected, adele was intent on enjoying every second of it, even if it meant having to explain herself to her friends later.

[badrevicws]

"fuck, you're so wet already." layla's lips formed into a smirk as she watched the blonde beg for her. "i'm not stopping babe, i'm just getting started." the brunette leaned in and pressed soft kisses along the blonde's neck. "i'm glad your friend decided to come here, i should thank them when we're all finished, hm?" she joked, her fingers still teasing adele. "i come here sometimes, but i normally don't pin pretty blondes against the wall. there was just something about you that fully captured my attention." she stated, which was all true. layla loved to flirt, loved a good makeout in a bar, but she normally waited until she took a girl home to have sex with them, but the pair clearly were on the same page and layla was happy to please. her fingers slowly pushed adele's underwear to the side as she leans back in pressing a soft kiss along her neck. "fuck adele." she muttered against her neck, her finger quickly slipping into the blonde as she felt her own underwear start to become wet.

[fauxpunks]

"i know you would have married me, i just …. don't think you should've. as someone who cares about you, i would hate to see you end up with someone like me." it wasn't an attempt at making her for sorry for them, though some might think it was, what murphy was saying was genuine. gabi deserved more than someone who got scared and ran instead of addressing their feelings, and then did whatever they could to get her attention. and now that they had it? they were making promises they weren't sure they could keep. but they wanted to keep them. "because she …. wanted me to. because, after digging myself a hole, i thought i'd make myself comfortable inside of it." murphy had never been a victim, but they winced at the way they made it sound. it was all their own doing, and yet, it still hurt. "gabi ... i don't deserve to be loved by you, that's the thing. what i've done to you, the way i treated you? i don't deserve that." they had been looking at the ground as they spoke, and then looked up at her. a bittersweet smile on their lips, letting out a laugh. "even if you took me back, even if we completely cut her out, i dunno if i'd ever feel worthy of your love."

[badrevicws]

gabi shook her head, listening to murphy. "don't say that." the brunette looked at them. she wanted murphy to believe in them, believe that they could have worked. "murph, you are who i wanted to end up with." she stepped closer and she knew she shouldn't have, but she reached up and cupped murphy's cheek in her palm. "look at me." the brunette looked at murphy, a small smile forming onto her glossed lips. "i hear what you are saying, i do. but i don't want you to feel like this. i know how i feel and how i feel about you." gabi meant everything she was saying, she missed the other every day. "i hate that you feel this way. i hate that you're with her. i was the happiest with you, maybe we had our issues, but that doesn't change that i was happy with you. that right there means you are worthy of my love." she dropped her hand and tilted her head. "murphy, i hate doing life without you. i'm not asking you to break-up with her, she's your fiance. i'm just telling you how i feel and i just want to lay everything out there because i have bottled it up for too long."

[heavenstrvck]

she could feel every barrier giving in. first the excuse about her job, then about being seen, slowly constance was showing sadie that she didn't need to care about any of it, not when this felt this good. "that's my girl." she grinned, hand caressing her cheek, thumb toying with the blonde's bottom lip playfully before she kissed her, other hand sliding lower across her stomach, dipping into her waistband. "see? soon you'll forget everything that's not my mouth and fingers, promise." she teased, catching that plump lip in between her teeth and releasing it slowly. her mouth found sadie's ear, just as her fingers traced her folds over the fabric of her underwear. "unless you like the idea of being caught. being watched. knowing that maybe, behind one of those shelves, someone is listening to you begging for me." she whispered, pulling back to sink into the kiss, tongue swiping at sadie's lips to deepen it, while her fingers continued to circle her clit through her panties. "you're already so fucking wet for me, babygirl. bet you're gonna feel so good wrapped around my fingers."

[badrevicws]

sadie's mouth immediately opened with a whimper as the brunette's hands toyed around inside of her pants and over her underwear. sadie rested her hand on constance's shoulder trying to keep her balance against the bookshelf and not completely fall down the bookshelf as her body flinched in pleasure with every touch. "i don't care anymore if we get caught." the blonde breahted out against the other's lips. "i just need you so badly, i don't care who sees." she muttered, kissing the brunette back deeply, their tongues intertwining. her heart was pounding fast, she would be lying if she said she wasn't a wet mess, she knew she was, she was begging for constance, she was becoming needy. "i'm so wet, please." she muttered before taking the other's lips into another deep kiss, tongue begging for entrance. her hand gripped on the other's shoulder harder. "touch me, please." it was becoming nearly impossible for sadie to resist the other's touch, her underwear becoming soaked. she bit the inside of her cheek, embarrassed at how much a moan was wanting to escape her lips.

[fauxpunks]

open to: w.

plot: your muse's husband made some unsavoury jokes/comments about 'turning' mandy straight, so she 'joked' back that she would fuck his wife. so, this is her attempt.

"here, let me help you with that!" her pick up truck was parked out front when she saw the woman with her grocery bags. and, of course, mandy was quick to help her out with them. after all, wouldn't a kind neighbor offer that sort of support. she carried the heavier bags in, setting them neatly on the counter. "is the hubby not home from work yet?" she knew he wasn't. "'cause he should be the one helping you carry this in."

[badrevicws]

dylan didn't even get a chance to protest as amanda quickly entered into her home. "thank you, we're having family over so i had to get a lot of extra stuff." the blonde smiled, leaning against the counter. her eyebrow raised when amanda asked about her husband. "no, he isn't." the blonde shook her head. "please, jason? he would never help with the groceries." she turned around and started to take out the food for the refrigerator. "do you want something to drink? water, tea, wine?"

[prkjimns]

MUSE ﹒ elena vasquez. 30. bottle girl. PLOT ﹒ inspired by this photo. let's write some cozy holiday vibes. it's snowing heavily outside and they're roasting marshmallows by the fire place. think fucking on a bear skin rug near the fire place type vibe. OPEN TO ﹒ all genders. connection is up to you, i'm thinking they have somewhat of a playful relationship. maybe a client at the high end club she works at? they like to spoil her on occasion. nothing ta.boo. NOTE ﹒ please do not like my starters.

"okay, it looks like it's almost done." elena's attention was focused on the crackling fire in front of her as she spoke, her hand retracting back towards her to reveal a burnt to the crisp marshmallow. it was still on fire, but with a quick puff of air from her glossy lips the orange in color flames had seized to exist. "i actually think i spit a little, but consider that an extra since you're too lazy to roast your own marshmallow."

[badrevicws]

juliana laughed, her eyes tracing down elena's face. "i'm not lazy, i just prefer eating the marshmallows rather than roasting it." she joked. the brunette took the stick from elena's hands, her fingers tracing over elena's. "thank you, though. i've been so busy working, it's nice to come back and be a little spoiled." the brunette took a bite of the marshmallow. "and i'm also excited to spoil you tonight, babe."

[prkjimns]

MUSE ﹒ daphne brooks. 29. aspiring actress. PLOT ﹒ auditions aren't going her way, so now she's drinking her sorrows away at the hotel bar. here comes y/m to come and cheer her up... with some flirting that turns into "i'll help you forget". cue the sex scene. OPEN TO ﹒ all genders. NOTE ﹒ please do not like my starters.

the tequila wasn't cutting it. it was clear by her mannerisms, the way deep sighs fell from her lips and she kept drinking. usually a young woman her age was searching to feel something... but tonight? daphne wanted to feel numb. she was clearly participating in her very own pity party, thrown by herself and participated in by her lonesome, but it was warranted. right? with a slight smile, it was honestly all that she could muster in the moment, the brunette signaled the bartender. "can i have another one, please?" she spoke before finishing off her previous glass.

[badrevicws]

emilia said her goodbyes to her friends and picked up her clutch when the brunette at the other end of the bar caught her eye. she had been there for a bit now and caught emilia's attention. she assumed she was waiting for a date, but here she was, still alone. the blonde paused and decided to slowly make her way over towards the end of the bar. "that one is on me." she nodded towards the bartender and slid her card across the counter. "i really hope a gorgeous girl like you didn't get stood up?" she leaned against the counter. "mind if i join you?"

[prkjimns]

MUSE ﹒ kennedy sterling. 28. mechanic. PLOT ﹒ n/a... let's have fun with this one. can lead to smut or not. OPEN TO ﹒ all genders. NOTE ﹒ please do not like my starters.

"what's wrong?" kennedy tilted her head to the side as she saw someone come into view. they were standing there silent as she caught their gaze and put down the allen wrench she was using to the loosen the bolt of a tire. "never seen a girl work on a car before?" the red head placed her hands on her hips, grease from her fingertips staining her white tank top. despite the fact that she was a woman working in a male predominated field, she was new there, so the confusion was warranted, especially when it came to regulars and other employees. "can i help you?"

[badrevicws]

dylan shook her head to snap out of her staring. she was staring, the redhead immediately caught her attention. "dylan had been coming to this shop for years, she had only ever seen the owners and the grungy male employees. "sorry." she swallowed taking a step further into the garage. "my parents and i have been coming to this shop for years, so no, i have never seen a hot girl workong on a car here before." the blonde raised an eyebrow. "but yeah, i'm dylan, i was just here to see if my dad's car was ready. the black bmw under kenneth fischer?" her eyes trailing over the redhead's body before looking back up to her face.

[bloomsng]

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