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two years ago, i attempted a military muse and poured my heart and soul into her background, even though she is a canon character. i gave her flesh and a soul to fill the armor. and after some consideration: here’s carolina again.
( OLIVER WEBSTER ✧°˖ olliscot.
he enjoys the way he can so easily rile teagan up. she’s confident in so many ways. could definitely drop kick him to the ground without so much as a second thought, but in the bedroom she finds herself as nothing more than a shy schoolgirl. not too shy, at least not after the first few far too dirty sentences, and everything else that comes along with how much he loves to wreck her. perhaps he enjoys himself far too much with the way he treats her. all good, of course.
he remains there in front of her as he thinks about the way her nipples will look as they are pierced. he wants nothing more than to see the metal and suck on her as she rides him, those perfect tits of her bouncing on him, the way she flushes. what was he even meant to be doing before all of this? he honestly cannot remember, nor does he care. not when she is right there before him looking all too perfect in a shirt that is his. thinks she should never wear anything again. she does have a job, as does he. but that is nothing of importance as he is there with her, not wanting to let go, certainly caring about coffee.
“aye, i think it does.” his smirk is borderline ridiculous, however. the way he watches her and even dares to take another step forward. “it is. but i don’t care.” both hands are on her chest now, pushing the shirt aside, cupping her as he glances at her. “was this a serious question, which by the way you could do anything and i’d love it. or were you just trying to get me to fondle you? which i am enjoying very much.” much more than he would ever enjoy the coffee.
“ i just... ” her teeth catch on her lower lip and she sucks in a sharp breath, trying to CLEAR her mind. it’s hard to concentrate on anything with him this close, with his hands cupping her breasts, his shirt left unbuttoned on her thin frame. what HAD she hoped to accomplish with that question? surely she knew that it would rile him up in no time. it DIDN’T matter what time it was, that they both had jobs to attend, or that there was still an ache between her legs from the night before. that’s wasn’t about to stop him –– she KNEW BETTER.
and just like that, she’s putty in his hands. cheeks flushed and eyes dark and heavy; she looks down at his hands through thick lashes and practically purrs. oh, she knows better, alright. she knows that he has a way of drawing EVERYTHING out of her that she had once been afraid of. with him, she’s not scared anymore. he’s sparked a side of her that she didn’t think EXISTED and she’s not as ashamed of it as she would like to tell herself she is.
“ the thought crossed my mind when i was getting dressed –– or as dressed as you can consider this. i bet it hurts, but i bet you’ll make it feel better. ” she finds just an OUNCE of confidence, a lopsided grin gracing her lips. fingers brush through his curls. “ i could do anything...what, you think there’s other things i’d do to my body? or do you have NAUGHTY thoughts about things you’d like to see me do? ”
( * & . — ‘ YOU ’ ( NOVEL ) SENTENCE STARTERS .
* starters from the 2014 novel ‘ you ’ by caroline kepnes . warnings for sex , violence , stalking , & swearing .
‘ you blush and i could love you . ’
‘ most people would say i’m the fuckup . ’
‘ it’s no secret that most people are fucking idiots . ’
‘ he’s a pretentious fuck and a liar . ’
‘ you need an escort , especially if you want to dress like a fucking whore . ’
‘ i like that you take care of yourself instead of filling your home and your pussy with a string of inadequate men . ’
‘ you’re a sweetheart . you see the best in people . you complement me . ’
‘ who can sleep with you in the world ? ’
‘ i will take that balloon and tie it around their neck because who the fuck can cunt out over a balloon ?! ’
‘ the assholes are always puzzled when the order of the universe is restored , when they are held accountable for their cowardly , pretentious , loveless ways . ’
‘ some guys are assholes and you have to accept that . ’
‘ the problem with books is that they end . ’
‘ the only thing crueler than a cage so small that a bird can’t fly is a cage so large that a bird thinks it can fly . ’
‘ you are not easily rescued . ’
‘ yeah , i don’t have a yale degree , but my bullshit detector is excellent . top drawer , even . ’
‘ the world fell out of love with love at some point . ’
‘ your lips were made for mine . you are the reason i have a mouth , a heart . ’
‘ if we were teenagers , i could kiss you . ’
‘ you ooze joy and she is an open wound , shrill and wan , unfucked and unloved . ’
‘ she knew she was killing me and she knew that i was not the type to go down without a fight . ’
‘ i know the power of silence . i remember my dad saying nothing and i remember his silences more vividly than i remember the things he said . ’
‘ happiness is believing that you’re gonna be happy . it’s hope . ’
‘ but did you read them , fuckface ? ’
‘ if people could handle their self - loathing , customer service would be smoother . ’
‘ the trouble with society is that if the average person knew about us – you , alone , orgasming three times a night , and me , across the street , watching you orgasm , alone – most people would say i’m the fuckup . ’
‘ you are a woman and i am a man and we belong in the dark together . ’
‘ talking to you is like traveling through time . ’
‘ the most important thing i know is that i want the possibility of you more than the reality of her . ’
‘ my middle school health teacher told us you can only hold eye contact for ten seconds before scaring or seducing someone . ’
‘ eye contact is what keeps us civilized . ’
‘ love’s a marathon , not a sprint . ’
‘ well , sometimes you just want to go where it’s dark , you know ? ’
‘ some people , it’s like they care more about their status updates than their actual lives . ’
‘ some people on this earth receive love , get married , and honeymoon in cabo . others do not . some people read alone on the sofa and some people read together , in bed . that’s life . ’
‘ don’t make a baby if you’re not capable of unconditional love . ’
‘ when i’m nervous , i get nasty . it’s a problem . ’
‘ that’s because every day is the only day . ’
‘ she’s dead inside , like a corpse . she instagrams methodically , clinically , as if she’s gathering evidence for defense , like her entire life is dedicated to proving that she has a life . ’
‘ we’re too old to be young . ’
‘ full of disclaimers , you’re like a warning label on a pack of cigarettes . ’
‘ if you knew what i went through to get into your home , that i messed up my back trying to know you , inside and out , you’d judge me for it . ’
‘ when a girl likes talking about you more than talking to you , well , in my experience , that’s the end . ’
‘ you grow through love . you don’t postpone love until you stop growing . ’
‘ you know they’re all pussies , each and every one of ‘em . ’
‘ most kids are assholes , just like most adults . ’
‘ it’s like they can smell the public school on me . ’
‘ who can sleep with you in the world ? ’
‘ he’s been to rehab , which is a travesty ; you can tell by his smug face that he’s not capable of genuine addiction . ’
‘ there’s emptiness in him that can never be filled , emptiness that dressed up well at prep school , where a lack of willpower is called creativity . ’
‘ what a shame to be so angered by what you don’t have that you treat what you do have like it’s nothing . ’
‘ i think that all children do better with happy parents than married parents . ’
‘ brunch , a meal invented by rich white chicks to rationalize day drinking and bingeing on french toast . ’
‘ you are a monster , deathly , solipsistic to the bone and you’re blasphemous because all you want is you . ’
‘ is your twitter bio your subtle way of announcing that you’re an attention whore who has no standards and will give an audience to any poor schmuck who says hello ? ’
‘ you miss me . and i miss you . ’
‘ i cry and watch pitch perfect and sing along with the barden bellas . i don’t want to be a person who knows the name of a fictional a cappella group in a chick flick but that’s what love has done to me . ’
‘ it’s amazing how good 50 and sunny feels after you’ve been bleeding in 12 with a windchill of go fuck yourself . ’
‘ you want to know what i know and hear what i like to hear . ’
‘ you relax your arms and lower your legs and when animals open up like that , they want to fuck . ’
‘ i’ll fucking kill hugh grant . ’
‘ life isn’t always ideal , not for most people . ’
‘ what makes us become us ? what fucks us up and why ? ’
‘ i want life to move slowly because i want to anticipate you with all my heart , greet you with all my heart , fuck you with all my heart , and miss you with all my heart . ’
‘ i have to laugh because i sound like a greeting card but i deserve this , you , joy . ’
‘ i hope you’ll ask me to eat you out in the bathroom at starbucks . ’
‘ he cheats on you . a lot . compulsively . ’
‘ it means you covet me . maybe even more than i realize since right now your hand is heading to your cunt yet again . ’
‘ you’re so clean that you’re dirty . ’
‘ they’re in their own world , where good things happen , a quarter mile and a million light years away . ’
‘ night moves don’t work in the morning . ’
‘ you don’t want to be spanked . you want love . ’
‘ dear girl , you’re not an island . be populated . be welcoming to love . ’
for those who dare to hope.
- mutual-selective & low activity. - established august ‘12. revamped jan ‘19. - multi-verse & multi-ship. - written by jeen.
whispers: love teagan.
( OLIVER WEBSTER ✧°˖ @olliscot.
“—what?” the question comes from her so casual as he stands in the kitchen of his flat attempting to make a cup of coffee. he had a few late nights. some from her. some because of work. okay, most because of her and that beautiful cunt of hers that he swears he can spend a lifetime in. it’s not her cunt on his mind though. not as he finishes stirring the coffee and taking a sip while looking at her. the answer is obvious. or at least he thinks it is obvious. with the way he desires her near endlessly. the fact that she’s even daring to wear a shirt now is terrible. so terrible.
the cup find it’s way to the counter as he walks over to her. without saying anything he opens the few buttons of his work shirt on her so perfect frame. “the fact that you think you even need to ask.” her breasts are full in his hands as he looks at her. soon enough he thinks his desire will overtake him. for the moment, however he pushes the shirt off of her until her torso is bare for him. her nipples between fingers, rolling them, watching as they harden from his touch. it’s almost pathetic the way the arousal hits him as he looks at them. “if you pierce them i think i’m going to want to fuck you more than i already do.” he’s definitely a boob guy and cannot get enough of hers. “look at these perfect tit. and pierced? i could cum from the thought.”
work seems to rest easily on the back burner of her mind as she IGNORES the alarm on her phone, only taking a moment to send a quick message to her partner that she’s a little tied up right now. nothing terrible, but the ache in her limbs is nice and she doesn’t feel like rushing out the door. NO ONE will suspect she’s playing hookie, and they certainly won’t suspect it’s because of him. she takes her time, finding one of his shirts, looking at herself in the mirror without shame as she does up the buttons.
would you like it if i pierced my nipples? the question passes her lips with such EASE that she’s almost uncomfortable with herself. WHERE has this come from –– their nights together seem to strip away all her insecurities, fears of what she can’t CONTROL when in a vulnerable state with him. and yet. there he is, still living, still breathing. her head tips to one side, messy ponytail swaying as she looks at him. had she thought he’d laugh her off? NO, but his sudden advance was not what she had expected –– or was it. was there some unconscious part of her that CRAVED his hands on her again, even in the early hours of the morning? even when both of them should be getting ready for work.
her breath hitches and she can feel scales spread up from her fingertips, and while she WANTS to push him away, to hide that she can’t control the reaction he has on her body, she doesn’t. teeth pinch her lower lip, verdant gaze hooded as his hands cup her breasts, tease at her nipples. her cheeks are WARM, a building heat beneath a sea of freckles. “well, i think that answers that question,” she whispers, voice shaking ever so slightly. it’s like he’s found the SWITCH within her, turned it on, and he doesn’t seem keen on turning it off anytime soon. “ –– your coffee’s going to get cold, you know. ”
i just fell into two years worth of ship feels. oops.
give it a like for a lyric starter. multis, please specify your muse.
important ship tropes:
fake dating
SECRET dating
being locked in a room or trapped in a small space
huDDLING FOR WARMTH
BEING ON THE BRINK OF ADMITTING THEIR FEELINGS FOR EACH OTHER BUT THEN GETTING INTERRUPTED
finishing each other’s sentences, KNOWING WHAT THE OTHER IS ABOUT TO SAY
tou chi NG!!!! FOr eheA DS!!!!!!11!!
wearing each other’s clothes
doing that thing where they accidentally get real close and, like, stare meaningfully at each other for a few seconds too long
channeling the inner romcom and having an epiphany about how much they care about each other and RACING TO CONFESS THEIR LOVE
fucking. Now or Never Kiss
HEIGHT DIFFERENCES
defending each other to scathing tertiary or otherwise minor characters but ONLY WHEN THE OTHER ISN’T AROUND
reincarnation or time loop or OOOOH TIME TRAVEL SCENARIOS
dramatically saving each other from certain death or barely surviving something that almost makes the other break down and just smirking wearily and mumbling flippant smartass remarks to HIDE THE DEPTH OF THEIR FEELINGS
undercover as lovers, the classic
ALMOST KISSING. like getting so close that they start to close their eyes and hold their breath and then SOMETHING HAPPENS and they jump apart, that is MORE VALUABLE THAN ANY ACTUAL KISSING
casually sitting on each other’s laps during ensemble cast conversations or scenes
did i mention F AKE DATinG
trying to convince people that “(s)he’s just a friend!”
SHARING A BED
DEEP BREATH after an eye sex
secret stares
blushing
“BECAUSE I CARE ABOUT YOU YOU ASSHOLE!”
looking at the other person’s lips
holding hands without noticing and then being so embarased about this
“you two are a wonderful couple” “oh, no, we’re not- we’re just- there’s nothing between us…”
confessing their feelings at the worst moment
“you did this for me?” “of course!”
“i could kiss you right now!” *staring meaningfully at each other and each other’s lips*
“you’re here” “where else would i be?” and they’re still oblivious
i am really fucking sick right now. my chronic bronchitis decided to finally rear its head, and unfortunately, i am also on pneumonia watch because i’m much more tired than usual and i am running a low-grade fever. so…i’m on mandatory bed rest. until thursday.
that said: i probably won’t get on my laptop much (other than to find something to watch) but would really love some mobile things? i can set up new servers on discord (malcchiato#2282) or we can just do stuff in ims. plus i still have kik - impcvido. this goes for all my muses: @hopesuffered / @blightcd / @crowndoe / @toujourssoldat / @eliteqveen
It is perfectly acceptable to just write a starter for me at any time.
multascripturae:
to give you an idea of how much dom has an aversion to cuddling: he literally just cockblocked himself bc he refused to cuddle afterwards
teagan is so annoyed.
❛ LOOK LIKE THE INNOCENT FLOWER BUT BE THE SERPENT UNDER’T ❜ ♡
very rarely do i write teagan as human. i may write an au from time to time where she isn’t a mutant, but generally only with people i am extremely comfortable with and who understand teagan’s core character. her story changes A LOT by stripping her of her mutant abilities, her demeanor and behavior changes quite a bit as well. i will adapt for dc verses, but she’s essentially the same girl.
teagan will ALWAYS be concerned with keeping humanity safe. whether she’s with the xmen, with shield, a social worker, she just wants to take care of people in a way she feels like she was never taken care of. it’s more than she’s the mom friend. she also wants to believe that there IS good in everyone. put her in situations where there is clearly a bad guy, and she will do the job needed to keep everyone safe, but fighting is never her first instinct. don’t mistake her kindness for a WEAKNESS, however. she is still a trained fighter, and she’ll kick your ass without her mutation, thank you.
teagan is here to scream that the countdown to her birthday has begun.
( ROBB STARK ✧°˖ wolfcrownd.
with teagan so close he can only find himself far more distracted than previously. something about having her so near always has his mind traveling to other places and it does not hurt that he is already thinking of improper things as they remain in the hall. “— no.” but the denial hardly works as he simply sounds guilty. he is, guilty. when she scolds him, though, he can only smirk. he behaves oh so rarely. it is not as if she does more than using his name in the tone that she does so often. no one wonders the hall. not that he can see him to care if someone notices the way he stands too close, has her chest full in his hand, breath hot against her. there is nothing that keeps him from standing as if he is already attempting to take her. he only aims to tease — for the moment.
teasing he does as she speaks once more. “is that so?” of course, they should stop them before a professor walks upon ad they find themselves in trouble. only he sees far more fun in making trouble themselves. his lips place a kiss on the heated skin of her neck as the flush that washes over him is far more dangerous, making it so he aches for her. every passing day he finds himself surprised at how neither have been in the office of the headmaster for their indiscretions. he can only imagine the look upon his mother’s face for what her eldest son is up to. nothing but a passing thought as he pushes himself firmer against her, a single roll of his lips, just to see her reaction. far too public to simply lift her skirt or perhaps that is the last thoughts of his sober mind speaking. lustful robb is hardly so careful.
eyes remain on the students just down the corridor, TRYING so hard to reason with herself that this is not the time, this is not the place for all the other things he has her thinking about. that’s the TERRIBLE, yet wonderful thing about robb: he makes things HARD. difficult. difficult to find it within herself, in this very moment, to muster up an ounce of what a GOOD head girl would do. there’s no interest in being good. not right now, not with his lips on her neck, his hand cupping her chest over the thin material of her blouse, and his hips so snugly pressed against her rear. IF this were any other spot, a more secluded corner of the castle maybe, then she might just BEG him to flip her skirt up and take care of all those thoughts he’s caused to storm in her mind.
she’s losing this fight. not with him. no, he knows what he’s doing. knows exactly that the way she has uttered his name is NOT to discourage him, but more to egg him on. she likes the way he unravels her with a simple touch, likes the feel of him so close to her, his hands on her. a SMALL voice still tells her that this is not the place for this and that one day their luck will run out–– but maybe that day won’t be today. “ do you think they can see us from here? ” her teeth catch her lower lip, turning her head in an attempt to look back at him. a hand slides up to rest over his, holding his grip on her breast, only wishing that there were barrier between his skin and her own. running naked through the halls –– now THAT would be a sight to see. her hips shift, just enough to rub back against him in retaliation, doing her best to swallow the MOAN that builds in the hollow of her throat. silence is not her strong suit. not when his hands are all over her, when he’s inside her, when he’s the only thing she can focus on. “ ––– do you think they could HEAR us over here? ”
❥ NON - SEXUAL ACTS OF DOMINANCE .
feel free to edit or elaborate as you please . ( add ‘ reverse ‘ to your message if you’d like to see how my muse would perform the action ) . otherwise , send in one of these for my muse’s reaction to …
[ lit ] your muse lighting a cigarette , spliff , etc. for mine .
[ order ] your muse ordering for mine at a restaurant or bar .
[ guide ] your muse putting a hand on mine’s back to lead them .
[ pay ] your muse paying for mine at a store , bar , restaurant , etc . ( you can specify where or for what . )
[ open ] your muse opening a door for mine .
[ dry ] your muse drying mine off with a towel after a shower , bath , swimming , etc .
[ instruct ] your muse giving mine instructions / telling them what to do .
[ groom ] your muse adjusting mine’s appearance , such as straightening a tie , fixing their hair , or buttoning their shirt for them , etc .
[ direct ] your muse taking mine by the chin and telling them to look yours in the eye .
[ disagree ] your muse sternly telling mine ‘ no ‘ .
[ rest ] your muse resting their arm over mine’s shoulder / s .
[ clean ] your muse cleaning a smudge of something off mine’s cheek , forehead , etc . feel free to specify what and how .
[ answer ] your muse answering a question meant for mine .
[ coat ] your muse holds mine’s coat out for them while they put it on .
[ pilot ] your muse taking mine by the arm , hand , shoulder , etc . to lead them .
[ stare ] your muse staring mine down .
[ placement ] your muse telling mine to sit down .
[ teach ] your muse taking control of mine’s hand , arm , hips , etc . to make sure they do something correctly .
[ patience ] your muse telling mine to be patient .
[ tears ] your muse wiping away mine’s tears .
[ swat ] your muse swatting mine’s hand away from something they’re not supposed to touch .
[ jewelry ] your muse clasping a piece of jewelry for mine , such as a necklace , or earrings .
[ enough ] your muse commanding mine to stop talking .
[ retrieve ] your muse requesting or ordering mine to retrieve them something .
[ invite ] your muse inviting mine to sit on their lap .
[ lean ] your muse inviting mine to lean into their side while they’re sitting or laying together .
[ calm ] your muse telling mine to ‘ just breathe ‘ .
[ scold ] your muse scolding mine for something .
[ comfort ] your muse pulling mine into a reassuring hug .
[ approval ] your muse complimenting mine on a choice they’ve made .
[ beckon ] your muse beckoning mine to them without speaking .
[ laces ] your muse lacing , tying , or zipping something for mine , such as shoes , a dress , or a jacket , etc .
[ stay ] your muse telling mine to stay in the car .
[ defend ] your muse defending mine’s reputation , dignity , or safety for them .
[ feed ] your muse feeding mine something , feel free to specify what .
[ volume ] your muse demanding mine speak louder .
[ read ] your muse reading something to mine .
[ refill ] your muse refilling mine’s glass for them .
[ possessive ] your muse resting their hand on mine’s leg or the small of their back while they’re sitting beside each other .
