convicted.

kisses so sweet, they ROT my teeth.

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lukasthorne:

“Perhaps. I would take you up on that offer, but I’m the type of sex addict that actually has standards, and won’t just shove his cock in everything that breathes. So, unfortunately for you, I’ll have to find someone who looks less of a troll.” Despite those words, so softly spoken, he seemed to maintain that debonair smile of his, consistently.

             ❛ how materialistic. just because you think i’m ugly doesn’t mean i’m not good with my dick. ❜ he clasped his hands together, head lolling lazily to the side.

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srvemelia:

“Nice to meet you. Yes I am and I actually quite like my country thank you very much.” she said as nice as possible.

              ❛ i can tell, you’re just like it, too! passive aggressive and so utterly boring--- from first impression.  ❜ he never let his smile weaken, hands now shoved in his pockets. 

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lukasthorne:

“Well, now you’ve seen the face, which you’re welcome for, by the way. I’d take a step further by whipping myself out, but I’m on good behaviour.” Spoken with a crooked smirk, as he gazed off then.

              ❛ good behavior? how boring. you’re welcome to see me anytime and act however you want--- and please take me up on that offer. ❜ he nodded as he gazed almost longingly--- his smile never faltering.

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helvalencia:

              ❝ well well well… what on earth did i do to be graced by your presence, your highness dumbass? ❞ the spaniard teased as she shook her head slowly.

             ❛ aw, don’t be rude. i suppose the sands of time just matched us up here, in this very moment. it’s almost like this meeting was destined to be. ❜ he did a bit of a shoulder dance, his brows slanted.

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            ❛ isabel estefânia vassouras----- how lovely to finally meet you. ❜ he grinned, ❛ kidding, kidding. i wasn’t actually looking forward to this. ❜  // @estefanias & starter call

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srvemelia:

“Oh uh sorry. I didn’t mean to be in your way. I’m Emelia.” She said as she stepped out of the way.

              his face almost immediately lifted, the smile sly,  ❛ my name is leo. your accent tells me that you come from england. how unfortunate, your country is terrible. ❜

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              ❛ well, well, well. if it isn’t dear old helena. how have you been? ❜ he rubbed his hands together, head tilted to the side as he watched her with conniving eyes. // @helvalencia​ & starter call

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               ❛ ooh, how nice to meet you, lukas thorne. i’ve heard of you, but never had the pleasure of seeing your face. ❜ he grinned obnoxiously, hands placed behind his back.. // @lukasthorne​& starter call

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                ❛ not to be rude, but to be rude, you’re in my way. move. ❜ he looked down on her stature and waited for her to comply, using all of his self restraint to keep from simply pushing her out of the way. // @srvemelia & starter call

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miahohenzollern:

    -”If you’re sure.” She said shrugging and taking a small drink and finding a place to sit before laughing. “I have never stolen in my life, what kind of princess you think I am, I brought it from home, they just didn’t notice.” She looked at her phone and started to play with it. “I’m not going to get drunk right now either, just so you know.”

                 he shook his head as he opened the oven, putting the dough in to bake, dusting the flour off of his hands. ❛ a rather boring one, considering you’ve never stolen anything before. ❜ he untied his apron, and ran a hand through his hair, watching her as he walked over to the sink. ❛ i wouldn’t advise getting drunk, no. ❜

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like for a starter? i havent been as active here bc i dont have many threads, so like and i'll get to it

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dcnato:

donato paused just before entering the doorway as he noticed someone coming through from the other side. they weren’t paying attention, arms full of — nat wasn’t sure. “hey, watch yourself there,” he warned, pointing to the doorframe they were awfully close to. “maybe i should help?”

               he looked up at the sound of another voice besides his own, having been talking to himself, ❛ must you doubt my capabilities in carrying a few boxes? surely you don’t think i’m weak, do you, dearest? ❜

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xlmaciver:

she watched with amusement as he moved her line, crossing her arms. “i concede to your demands as i would ne’r wish to convey invasion.” her lips curled upward into a playful smile as she wrapped an apron around her waist and set to collecting her ingredients. “noble, enough,” lili answered as she measured her flour. “or so they say.” she cast him a glance over her shoulder. “my head was nae made for the weight of any crown.” 

                  he watched her with a sly grin, putting the bowl back down on the table. he leaned against the counter top, elbow rested on the cold marble. ❛ a lady in waiting, i’ll assume. only a bit up from a servant. do you think you’re special? ❜ he asked quietly, tapping his foot on the floor.  ❛ that was ne’r meant to be rude, either, a genuine question. i’ve noticed that one’s self worth seems to reflect in their duties. ❜

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miahohenzollern:

    -”Oh I didn’t know there was somewhere here I’m sorry.” She said, with a small smile, she just needed some time away from all those classes and people wanting to control her it was awful. She had managed to sneak some alcohol -she didn’t have a problem- and found a nice place where she thought she wouldn’t be bothered. “But since you’re here. Do you want a drink?”

                  he thought about it. a drink sounded nice, but he didn’t know this girl. so, to take a drink from someone he didn’t know, seemed SKETCHY to him, since he most likely wouldn’t take a drink from himself. ❛ no. i’m fine. don’t cause a ruckus, and i won’t bother you. ❜ he kneaded dough on the counter top, his brows raised in curiosity. he didn’t bother to look at her,  ❛ you steal that alcohol? how naughty. ❜

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xlmaciver:

he was a lot more prickly than she’d expected. rocking on her feet, she smiled softly before making her way to the other side of the kitchen. “a proposition, then,” lili said, leaning over the large island between them and laying a wooden spoon across the middle. “i’m lili and this is the neutral zone. i promise not to cross it.” her eyebrow quirked as she waited for acquiescence. 

                   his sighed. he had hoped maybe she would leave, but it seemed that today was not his day. but, if this was the way it had to be, he supposed he could get used to it. he reached out, and pushed the spoon a little bit further, giving himself more space than was originally intended. ❛ i was here first. it’s only fair. i won’t cross. ❜ he let his head loll to the side, picking up the bowl once more, stirring the thick mixture inside.  ❛ so, lili, tell me, royal, or servant? it’ll give me a chance to form a biased opinion in my head. ❜

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xlmaciver:

the manor had been far too quiet for liliana lately, it set her on edge and drew her into her own bubble. with the goal of a distraction, she’d headed for the kitchens in hopes that no one would be around – the kitchen staff didn’t much care for her making a mess of their workspace. noticing she wasn’t alone, she frowned briefly before tucking her hair behind an ear. “ ‘m sorry. mind if we share the room? ” it took him a moment to notice her. “ i’ll share. “

                    his eyes darted almost instantly to the figure that padded its way into the room, his brows slanting in annoyance, though he did his best to mask the obvious distaste in his voice with his signature smile & a tilt of the head. ❛ oh, mon cher, to be HONEST; i do. but i’m sure that if you don’t make a mess, we’ll be perfectly fine. ❜ he carefully, as if it were porcelain, set down the plastic bowl he had his hands on onto the counter, wiping the flour off onto his apron.  ❛ how rude of me not to introduce myself. my name is leo. ❜