[pianokeysxandromance]

Indie Sebastian Stan roleplay. 10+ yrs experience. Nice as pie. Accepting of OC’s, etc. home | ask | rules

[pianokeysxandromance]

Indie Sebastian Stan roleplay. 10+ yrs experience. Nice as pie. Accepting of OC’s, etc. home | ask | rules

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[aneonbullet]

@candyapplefrank

[pianokeysxandromance]

Indie Sebastian Stan roleplay. 10+ yrs experience. Nice as pie. Accepting of OC’s, etc. home | ask | rules

[pianokeysxandromance]

Indie Sebastian Stan roleplay. 10+ yrs experience. Nice as pie. Accepting of OC’s, etc. home | ask | rules

[candyapplefrank]

     Occasionally, when Sebastian didn’t want to look like a bum, he let Jared dress him up however he wanted. Today would be no different, yet he had to look presentable because ridiculous red carpet events meant that Seb couldn’t escape from wearing the most perfectly tailored suits -- not that he minded, though. Any attention from his partner was good attention, really. While they rarely walked the carpet together, they had a pre-game ritual that they rarely ever strayed from.

     Humming, Seb stepped out of the shower, drying himself off with one of the towels after wrapping a smaller one around his head to soak up the water from his hair. He was freshly shaven, everywhere, at Jared’s request. The soft sigh that escaped his mouth was one of pure contentment; his content only changing when he spotted the spread that Jared had laid out across their hotel bed. Seb had had no idea what Jared had packed for him, and the light grey suit laid before him was one of his favourites -- the dress pants hugged his thighs, and the cut of the jacket flattered his broad shoulders.

     Jared grinned; wide and bright, as Sebastian emerged from the bathroom. The older male was already ready for the evening, his sleek black suit completed by the newest Gucci loafers. He sat in the chair, positioned by the desk, with his hands clasped in front of him.  However, he didn’t remain there. After a moment, Jared got to his feet and approached Sebastian, like a cat stalking its prey; it pleased the man to see his lover bristle and stand impossibly straighter, expecting inspection and possibly kisses to go along with that. Jared obliged, pressing a chaste, teasing kiss to the upturned corner of Seb’s mouth.

     ‘ You’re going to be doing that all night hm? ’ Seb questioned, obviously craving more from Jared despite knowing that he would only get what was given to him that night.

     J met Sebastian’s question with a warm laugh, nudging the broad shoulder to push Seb further towards the bed to begin dressing him. The older man paused for a moment before carefully picking up the dress pants; he crouched, waiting patiently until Seb had tossed the towel to one side. Once that was out of the way, Jared brushed his lips against the deep ‘V’ cut of Seb’s hip before holding the pants open for the younger male to step into them -- they needed a little extra encouragement to be pulled over Seb’s thighs and then his ample rear, but once they were in place, zipped and buttoned, Jared rose again.

     The rest of dressing Sebastian followed in much the same way; Jared doting the softest of caresses from both his lips and hands against Seb’s smooth skin. If Jared tightened Seb’s tie just a shade too tight to make Seb gasp and keen, then that would remain between the pair, an unspoken thing only mentioned when they arrived back at their hotel after the event.

     Once he was done with making his boy presentable, he stepped back to admire his work; his breath might have hitched, but he downplayed it by lifting one hand and motioning for Seb to do a slow turn with his finger. Satisfied, Jared slapped the younger males ass and sent him out the door to arrive at the event before him -- they would reconvene once inside and settled. 

@aneonbullet 

[candyapplefrank]

I just logged in for the first time since June 10th, and it feels weird. Displaced. I miss writing, and I miss my stellar writing partners that put up with me through a whole lot of me being mentally unstable, but I’m not sure that I miss Frank (!!)  or this blog?? I feel awkward. Maybe I’ll throw myself into another muse, or tear Frank down and start him again? I’m not sure. 

You’ll be able to find me on @strangecomfort​ though, I’m going to be maybe throwing down some ideas here and there of prompts I never got to write.

[ladyoferynlasgalen-blog]

nsfw sentence starters.

”you look damn hot in these tights.” “oh please continue on my lap.” “spread those long legs for me.” “you’re the most precious in here.” “oh babe that’s what I want to see.” “yeeees do it slow…” “open up wide…” “you’re such a good girl.” “i’ll prefer you naked.” “how much do I have to to pay?” “i want you to fuck me.” “you’d look better with those clothes on the floor.” “you feel so good.” “i’ve been thinking about you all night.” “i need you so bad.” “take your clothes off.” “fuck me like you hate me.” “i need to feel you inside of me.” “i need to be inside of you.” “beg for it.” “bend over.” “get on your knees.” “i love the way you touch me.” “i love the way you kiss me.” “how bad do you want me?” “do you know how bad i want you?” “you’re so sexy when you’re hot and bothered.”

[candyapplefrank]

♤: Having your muse join mine in the bathtub

( @visiontxnone | xo | accepting )

     Occasionally, especially after a gruelling tour, Frank liked to take long, hot bath. He’d use fennel oil based products to ease his aching muscles, and this time was no different.The small male had peppered kisses along Jared’s shoulders in between the tasks his post-tour routine; he sank into the older male's lap, gave J exactly what he wanted, and then promised that he would return shortly. 

     Shortly meant a good hour or two, of course. Frank flitted up the stairs and almost immediately began to fill the tub, dropping in the orange coloured bath bomb under the running water to let it fizz while he stripped off the rest of his clothes. 

     Frank hadn’t been long beneath the water when the door opened, and silent as a shadow, Jared welcomed himself into the bathroom -- Frank scooted forward in the large tub as the other’s belt hit the floor. He then eased himself back against Jared’s chest, turning once there to place his hands on either side of his lover’s face.

          ‘ How dare you interrupt my bath, ’ Frank teased, hands moving to the edge of the tub so he could pull himself up, claiming his counterpart’s mouth in a sweet, loving kiss.

                                          ‘ Just can’t get enough of me, hm? ’

[letalestrange-deactivated201905]

SCREW YOUR COURAGE TO THE STICKING PLACE!

[candyapplefrank]

                  —-     Don’t listen to me, ‘cause I’ll let you down.

[luuuuuke-evans]

[needsmorememes]

“It’s Been a Long Time” Sentence Starters

Muse A and Muse B haven’t seen each other in years.  Put one of these sentences in my ask to have your muse react to seeing my muse again after such a long time.

“It’s been awhile.”

“I can explain.”

“You’re supposed to be dead.”

“How did you get here?”

“Please don’t leave me again.”

“I need you to tell me the truth about where you’ve been.”

“I never thought I’d see you again.”

“I’m so glad I’ve finally found you!”

“Whatever rock you crawled out from under, you should crawl back.  Now!”

“Well, look what the cat dragged in!”

“I never thought I’d be so happy to see you.”

“Do you remember me at all?”

“Why didn’t you let me know you were okay?”

“Well, fancy seeing you again!”

“I never stopped looking for you.”

“What are you doing here?”

“I know you said you never wanted to see me again, but - ”

“Please don’t pretend like you don’t know me!’

“How dare you show your face around here!”

“What are you doing in a place like this?”

“You haven’t changed one bit.”

“Why did you just walk away like that?”

“Did you even stop to think about what your disappearance would do to me?”

“I know, I know - I’m supposed to be dead.”

“It’s a long story.”

“I-I’m sorry I left without saying anything.”

“I’m sorry I never contacted you.”

“Do - I know you?”

“Please don’t ask where I’ve been.”

“Miss me?”

“Please don’t let this be a dream.”

“How long have you been here?”

“Did you ever even try to look for me?”

“You said you’d never come back here!”

“Thank god I finally found you!”

[candyapplefrank]

                  —-     Don’t listen to me, ‘cause I’ll let you down.

[mecha-lewd]

Mood: Tying down my boyfriend and fucking him into a moaning/shivering mess, then letting him lay on my chest while I play with his hair and tell him what a good boy he is.

[candyapplefrank]

(( I moved last week, and we're currently without internet because our provider didn't send us a new router -- it's now bank holiday weekend so it'll be after Tuesday that I'll be online. Soon!! ))

[rppanda]

Make my Muse sad!

Who’s someone you miss?

Something you regret saying?

Something you regret doing?

Worst thing you’ve said to someone you love?

Worst goodbye?

What’s a moment that still stings?

Physical scar with the worst memory?

Emotional scar with the worst memory?

Are you okay?

What was the last serious thing you’ve cried about?

How often do you cry?

Would you try to get back in touch with someone you used to know?

Have your parents ever hurt you with their words?

Worst thing a friend has done to you?

Worst thing a lover has done to you?

Who hurt you?

Do you abuse yourself in any way known?

What are your darker thoughts like?

First heartbreak?

How do you eat?

How do you sleep?

Something you heard from a loved one that hurt you?

Has someone you loved ever put their hands on you?

How often are you told you’re loved?

How did you handle your first ‘i hate you’?