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@dwindlingambition
Out of feathers: I just landed in Chicago! Time to go and have fun. Haha
"Ah, Will, my dear-- How long has it been since last we met?" Ageha smiled warmly at the angel beside her, his chin caught in her fingers. "How have you been? Still cheeky as ever, I hope. Handsome, too, I see. My, my."
@hellbloom
His ears perked up at hearing that familiar voice. Before he could respond, his chin was caught by two fingers as he leaned in to their owner's touch. "It's been too long, Ageha." Her comment about his appearance made his cheeks flush as he closed his eyes and enjoyed the feel of her fingers. "You're too kind." The angel added as he reached out to take her free hand in his. Will had hoped that this wasn't a dream but the actual Ageha.
"How'd you find me?" — @dwindlingambition
"william." tsk tsk tsk. he throws his head in an overly dramatic shake. leaning comfortably against his cane upon which rest both of his hands. he's watching the other, scrutinising him, and pinpointing the subtlety of reaction in their shared silence. then, a few beats later: "that's easy. you're easy."
"one just has to follow the stench of regret, the trail of woe, and finally in the corner of your eye you see it — the subtle tragedy of something larger than life confining itself to petty emotions here on earth. then you're pretty much there, darling. any one with eyes could do it."
"And here I thought Michael was the unbearable one, dear Brother." He replied, his gaze not leaving his sibling's side. As he made his way towards him. Only to come to a stop a few inches away from him. William had forgotten how much taller Kesabel was than he. That fact only made him react poorly toward him. "What can I say? I like having a routine in life. It's the only part that has made these last few millennia bearable here on Earth..." William added on as dark blue eyes stayed glued to Kesabel.
"Dearest brother, and I mean dearest. I am only making the best of my situation and finding meaning in all of this mess that Father and our other siblings caused. Anyway, how have you been? It has been a while since we last crossed paths." Kesabel was one of the few angels that he respected. Especially with how skilled a swordsmaster he was. Which is one of the reasons why William was on edge.
✱˚。⋆ ↪ THE 𝐒TAGES OF 𝐈NTIMACY. a collection of various action prompts centered around the varying stages of intimacy. feel free to adjust as desired. heavily mature content, dni with this post if you are under 18, & DO NOT use these prompts for non-con scenarios. )
SETTINGS.
[01.] finding privacy in a cramped dressing room.
[02.] cramming into the backseat of a car together.
[03.] slipping into the lonesome alleyway behind the bar for "time alone".
[04.] pulling them away from a party after hours of relentless teasing.
[05.] getting handsy under the table at a fancy dining establishment.
[06.] taking the long way home and pulling over on a dark stretch of road.
[07.] staying behind at the venue after everyone else has left.
[08.] the hotel room door barely clicks shut before hands are on them.
[09.] a tent in the middle of nowhere where no one can hear anything.
NEW TERRITORY.
[10.] finding yourself staring at their mouth and getting caught.
[11.] pulling back from a kiss to look at them, then immediately going back in.
[12.] memorizing the shape of them for the first time with your palms.
[13.] that exploratory first kiss, reserved and shy.
[14.] a gentle first kiss that morphs into intense want.
[15.] feeling the shape of their body through their clothes.
[16.] asking for permission to remove one of their garments.
[17.] finally succumbing to the thick tension & colliding feverishly.
[18.] fumbling with buttons or zippers because your hands won't stop shaking.
[19.] admitting out loud that you've been thinking about this for a while.
HEATING UP.
[20.] pulling them into your lap in the midst of a heated kiss.
[21.] discovering that they're wearing [ GEAR / LINGERIE ] under their clothes.
[22.] kissing away from their lips, down the length of their neck.
[23.] desperately grinding on them through layers of clothing.
[24.] dirty talking directly into their ear to turn them on even further.
[25.] pushing them onto a piece of furniture before straddling them.
[26.] lifting them onto the countertop while making out.
[27.] tugging their hair to expose more of their throat to your mouth.
[28.] the wrecked way they say your name for the first time.
[29.] fabric tearing because neither of you has the patience for buttons.
[30.] removing an obstacle of clothing with your teeth.
UNRAVELING.
[31.] biting down on their shoulder to muffle how good it feels.
[32.] the sound they make when you find the spot that undoes them.
[33.] begging without any trace of pride left and meaning every word.
[34.] their composure cracking for the first time, they finally stop holding back.
[35.] repeating "don't stop" like it's the only language left in their mouth.
[36.] leaving possessive marks in places only they'll see.
[37.] whispering "look at me" right before you take them apart.
[38.] trying to be quiet and failing, so they clamp a hand over your mouth.
[39.] flipping positions so fast neither of you remembers who initiated it.
[40.] their nails dragging down your back hard enough to sting later.
[41.] being told to open your mouth and doing it before the sentence is finished.
[42.] having your hands pinned above your head.
[43.] the desperate scramble to get closer when there is no closer to get.
COMING DOWN.
[44.] fingers lazily tracing the marks they just left on your skin.
[45.] pulling the blanket over both of you without being asked.
[46.] that silent, dazed smile when they catch your eye across the pillow.
[47.] the shaky laugh when neither of you can remember where your shirt is.
[48.] going to get water and bringing a glass back for them without asking.
[49.] lying chest to chest, feeling their heartbeat slow back down against yours.
[50.] the quiet "hey" that means something completely different now.
[51.] "come here" said softly — not urgently. just wanting them close again.
[52.] the reluctant moment of untangling.
@sinfulparadise continued from ( x )
His eyes gazed longingly at the sight in front of him. The sounds that Zoey was making sounded heavenly to him. He let out a low groan that only he could hear as he watched her fingers move in and out of her folds. It was only then that they made eye contact with one another. "Zoey..." He stated his own eyes filled with desire for the band member.
His body walked towards her as he stopped right in front of the bed, getting down on his knees. Bringing his head towards her thigh, his lips found their mark as he placed a soft kiss on her skin. The sound of her touching herself was like a siren song to him; it was alluring, and he wanted to hear more of the cute noises that she was making.
"Keep going, Zoey." He commanded against her soft skin as he placed another kiss on her thigh. Dark blue eyes looked up at her before his lips started to travel down along her thigh. Coming to a stop, the angel had a fun idea cross his mind. He pulled his head back and let his gaze linger on her form.
"Let me have a taste." That was all that he said as he reached for the hand that she was using to pleasure herself with and pulled it away from her opening. Bringing her hand up to his lips, he slipped the fingers that she was using into his mouth and tasted her.
Sorry friends, if I am not as active in the upcoming days. Right now, I am packing for a trip to the Midwest, but I'll be on mobile for the most part. If you all want my Discord, let me know. :)
PRE-ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP MEME 0.2
over a year ago, i made this meme & since then, it’s blown up. so, over a year later — i thought i would make a new one. so here it is, after several requests & a pile of brains, THE PRE-ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP MEME 0.2 send me a ✿ and i’ll fill out the template below. bold for things i could definitely see or want, italics for things i could see or am unsure of and striked out for things i don’t want or cannot see.
FRIENDSHIP. childhood friends / work buddies or coworkers / family friends / friends with benefits / smoking buddies / adventure buddies / fake friends / recently friends / party buddies / friendship of need / dying friendship / circumstantial friendship / partners in crime / old friendship / [ your muse ] is the good influence / [ your muse ] is the bad influence / [ my muse ] is the good influence / [ my muse ] is the bad influence / opposites attract / ride or die / frenemies / roommates or flatmates / penpals / exes to friends / enemies to friends / other
ROMANCE. childhood sweethearts / [ your muse is mines ] childhood crush / [ my muse is yours ] childhood crush / exes / exes to lovers / forbidden lovers / highschool sweethearts / secret relationship / opposites attract / long distance / unrequited [ from your muses side ] / unrequited [ from my muses side ] / unrequited [ from both sides ] / skinny love / friends to lovers / enemies to lovers / spurious relationship / power couple / newly entered / soulmates [ metaphorical ] / soulmates [ literal ] / awkward / turning toxic / toxic love / cheating [ on your muse ] / cheating [ with your muse ] / other
FAMILIAL. siblings [ half ] / siblings [ step ] / [ my muse ] is an older sibling figure to your younger sibling figure / [ my muse ] is a younger sibling figure to your older sibling figure muse / [ my muse ] is a parental figure to yours / [ my muse ] is a child figure to your muse / guardian figure / legal guardian / adoptive child / foster child / [ your muse ] is taken under mines wing / [ my muse ] is taken under yours wing / other
ANTAGONISTIC. dangerous to each other / dangerous to others / unpredictable / rivals / petty / developing into sexual or romantic tension / based off family matters / based of off circumstance / based of professional matters / based off misunderstanding or lies / conflict of ideology / betrayal / hero - villain dynamic / enemies / fight club / friends turned enemies / lovers turned enemies / exes turned enemies / other
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Add 'reverse' for my muse to walk in on yours
Send 🔥 if your muse would sleep with mine!
@dwindlingambition / the basin
"Now, William, ma ehza, this--" Vita gestured over the canyon, the great dregs of the Enum Glais now running clear and pristine, shining in the midday sun like a mirror, "--is Badwater Basin. An accursed place, once, overrun by madhunters and bandits of a most corrupt and vile nature. One of the Wonders of Askarra since its cleansing - There's a plaque on the viewing platform right over there. Never you mind the grand statue of me. In fact, I urge you to look elsewhere indeed. I'm afraid it captures, perhaps, my worst features, though to be fair to the sculptor, I had been soaked in blood at the time." A warm laugh, then, and her hands grasped at Will's. "Ah, yes, there is much to tell you about this place, much more to show you."
And she pulled him along, down the mosaic paths all aligned in seashells and marble quarried out eastward, the great expanse of her wings shifting and fluttering in the air as they went. Not a cloud in the sky, how clear a day, how nice, to spend it with a most honored guest from a land far beyond the Continent, far beyond the scope of her World. She guided him to the carved viewing platform all laden with seating and stones, sticking out over the edge of the cliff, where the river poured heavily into the canyon, the basin below. Vibrant green had begun to grow along its banks, at last slowly becoming an oasis of its own kind among the dunes.
Quite, she stood proudly over it, for had it not been for her, the basin would not have changed for the better.
"Tell me what you think of it, darling. Is it not wondrous? If you look closely, even from up on high where we are, you might see the buds of moonflowers. They won't bloom until nightfall, in which case turn your eyes to the glaisflower fronds and cattails-- Truly, this place has never seen such growth before. Perhaps any god could appreciate its perseverance and ability to change, to metamorphose, even your own. Would he have a place here? Would he want it? I'm curious, you must tell me."
"This place is beautiful, I can't imagine what it looked like before you cleansed this place." He stated with a smile gracing his handsome features. Spending time with his girlfriend, was he okay with calling Vita that? He wasn't sure, but they'd spent many nights interwined in bedsheets with limbs all over the place that the angel assumed she was his girlfriend, despite them not being official. Blue eyes stared at the bronze statue of Corvita; he found it to be an exact likeness of her. He wasn't supposed to admire other idols, but nonetheless, he was taken by the statue's beauty. Before he could comment on it, his hands were laced with hers as he was pulled along to continue their tour.
As they walked together hand in hand, William found himself thinking how lucky he was to be here with Vita and to be able to see more of her life and what she had done in her world. His only hope was that he, too, could show them his world and what it was like there. Doing as she had asked, he turned his eyes to glaisflower fronds and the cattails. This place was heavenly and could give Eden a run for its money.
"My Father is a jealous God. I fear that he would strike this place out of rage. But deep down, I feel as if he would appreciate its beauty and the life that has resurged here." The angel answered truthfully as he brought their laced hands up to his lips and placed a kiss on the top of her hand. "Loving you has been the best part of this journey. I wasn't expecting this to happen, but I am glad that it did ma ehza." William added as he found himself getting better and better at pronouncing the words of Vita's native tongue.
😡 Kiss the receiver during a heated argument. Leila ! (I bet this happens all the time)
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😡 Kiss the receiver during a heated argument.
@mournus
He had no idea what had caused the argument. But yet here they were arguing and cursing at each other as they stood in the living room of Will's house. "You need to relax!" He yelled out at Leila, once again dealing with the accusation that he was spending too much time with his coworker. Nothing was going on between her and him. All they did was work on their paper together, which they were going to publish.
That didn't sit well with Leila, as she had gotten in his face about how he wasn't spending any time with her. She was right, he had been spending too much time on this project, but it was a job that he had been hired to do, and it would look horrible on his end. "I promise that I will spend more time with you after this is all and done, my Sultan." He explained to her as he reached out to lace his fingers with hers. Only to have Leila swipe his hand away from him.
"What more do you want from!?" He'd asked her, which resulted in him getting an icy stare from her.
She chose to say nothing and ignored the angel.
"That's how we are going to play it." He stated simply as he marched towards her. "This isn't fair, and you know that! He called out to her, and that caused Leila to turn her head to face him.
Leaning in, William crashed his lips on top of Leila's, kissing her out of frustration as he bit down on her lips, savoring her taste as he kissed him back. Fighting him for control of the situation.
"Earth?" He repeated as he slowly started to remember parts of what he was doing before everything went dark. He enjoyed the feeling of her patting the temples of his head with the towel. It was an enjoyable feeling compared to what he was currently feeling. "I was flying through this forest. But as I went deeper in here, I started to feel off. My head started to spin, and it felt like I was being drained of my energy." As he explained what he remembered to Pinpirin, a sharp pain filled his head. In response, the angel brought his hand up to his head. "This is bad." He thought to himself as he shook his head. "After that, everything went dark, and I crashed somewhere in this forest. I hope that helps to answer your question, Miss."
"What is this place? I know you said it's your home. But I've lived on this world for a long time and have never been here before." He asked her as he turned his attention back to Pinpirin, his dark blue eyes eyeing her with curiosity, taking in her figure and appearance.
He also has no recollection of meeting someone like her before as well. This is a man who has met numerous supernatural creatures during his time in this world. But no one liked her before. "This is a beautiful place that you have here, Miss."
Pinpirin nodded, trying to smile, though it came out very pained. She was terribly nervous. There was a strange man alone with her now, after all! She'd felt safer when he was unconscious!
"Flying...?" was he a butterfly, too? No... he couldn't be. He didn't seem like one to her! "Careful, don't-don't move too much, you might get-get dizzy." she continued to pat his head with the cloth, frowning at him. "It sounds like someone might have-have done a spell on you." rather, a curse. For that to suddenly happen? Wasn't it too strange?
"It's my-my treehouse," her free hand rubbed at one of her knees, although shy, she did love to speak about it, "I decorated and built it myself-myself!" a proud expression warily settled on her face.
As he looked her over, he'd see she was wearing a frilly white dress with no socks or shoes, with numerous bows and ribbons as part of her outfit, in her hair.
"Thank you! Just call me-call me Pinpirin!" she hesitated, looking behind her at the little kitchen area, "Are you hungry-hungry? I have some soup I can warm-warm up for you."
"Yes, flying. I am an angel, a fallen angel to be specific." He answered her as he took her suggestion and stopped moving around. "I just wouldn't know who would want to curse me, you know? My siblings and I don't get along, but I don't think they would wait for me to fly above a forest for them to curse me. But stranger things have happened in my family's history." He stated simply as he let out a sigh. William couldn't feel any of his powers; whatever curse had been cast on him was terrifying.
"It's nice to meet you, Pinpirin." Will smiled at her as he offered her his hand in greeting. Despite being under a curse, he was still a gentleman and had manners to follow through. "You look like a Goddess of the Earth." He pointed out that as he took in her appearance, it was full of life, and it suited her, the bows and ribbons that covered her. He was very much mesmerized by it. Pinpirin, looked like something out of a fairy tale. "This home of yours is beautiful, and the craftwork on this place must have taken you a long time to make." His smile widened as he eyed the rest of her home, oddly enough he felt peace in this place.
"Yes, soup sounds like a wonderful meal right now. I'd like that, Miss. Pinpirin."
"I would sooner sever my own head than repeat myself," she snapped, and yet she was holding him closer, huffing at the fact that Will was giving up! Just like that! "What kind of man are you? How can you be so patient to kiss me? The very thought of it should drive you wild with an inability to control yourself, yearning for the taste of my lips like a madman! That shows you really want me and is much more sexy! This is too indifferent!"
She huffed, looking into his eyes. "How will you keep me entertained while we lay here? I'll get very bored, you know..." she wished he would just do it. Just grab her and kiss her. Unleash passion into her mouth, show her how he really feels. To just lay here felt... like she wasn't good enough to make him crazy for her. Which is very offensive! She wondered if she should just do it herself. Should she? Pin him back and kiss him? She was debating it.
"I can think of a few things we could do while lying together..." He answered, eyeing her with desire clouding his blue eyes. "They are most definitely entertaining as well." Tilting his head to the side, he bit his lip as he reflected on her words. She was right. How could he be so patient when all he could think of was kissing her? Kissing her and tasting her was all that he wanted. He wasn't sure if it was lust or desire that he was feeling for her. But he knew she felt the same way he did. This endless game of cat and mouse is just waiting for one of them to make the first move. He uttered a silent prayer as he leaned in and pressed his lips to Leila's. His arms wrapped around her as he held her as close as he could to his body.
"I need you on me," He spoke against her lips as his hands started to roam around her body. "Kissing you is what I desire, and I need to do this," He admitted to her as he pulled back from her, only to find himself lost in her green eyes. "I want to do more..." The angel admitted to the Sultan as he leaned back in to place a kiss on the top of her forehead, and then to her nose, and finally back to her lips. Will thought that she tasted sweet, like a dessert that he would never tire of.
"Ughhh it's 'cause back here is a dump and they're so small!" if only one of her abilities was materialising objects. Those damn witches have it so easy. Maybe she should find a witch to help her locate her earrings...
She laughed, "Yeah! Pretty cool guy. Way more chill than he looks." he could usually look a bit uptight, unapproachable, but he was actually a lot nicer than one might expect! To Mai, at least. She paused her hunting to think about his question, placing hands her hips as her mind tried to piece together her answer, soon back to searching through drawers. "It's noooot well-paying," she laughed, "but it's enough to, like, live on. It's mostly just fun! Meeting all the fun people, getting to see all the fights!"
Hold up. She raised her eyebrows at him. "Wooooow! Look at this fancy guy. A professor, huh? What do you teach? Should I call you Dr. Will from now on?"
"We still have a few more places to check. Don't give up so easily, Mai." Will stated as he turned his attention to the other part of the room that he hadn't checked yet. "It should be there," He thought to himself as he listened to the way that Mai described her boss. "It sounds like a nice gig to have. I do agree with you, there have been a lot of interesting people who come to these fights." Will turned his gaze back to her
"You are more than welcome to call me that. Most of my students call me Dr. Grey, but sometimes it feels like it is too formal, and I just tell them to call me Will." The angel admitted as he shook his head, "I teach history," He'd answer her, but couldn't help but let a smile form on his lips as he heard her call him "Dr. Will." It was silly, but it made him smile at hearing that leave her lips. "Funny, I like hearing you call me that." He admitted as he eyed her with dark blue eyes. "It sounds nice coming out of your lips." He wasn't sure if he was doing too much or over stepping his bounds with Mai. Given that he has been a patron of this establishment for a while now, and that she was employed here. He did not want to get her in trouble with her boss.
"I think we haven't checked that area there. I can start looking over there?" He stated in hopes of changing the subject.
❛ just the way you look at me is driving me wild. ❜
🐝 * ― 𝑷𝑹𝑨𝑰𝑺𝑬 𝑲𝑰𝑵𝑲 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺. ( nsfw! )
@verreprincesse
"I should be the one saying that. You are the personification of sunshine, my love. I am in the presence of a Goddess." He stated as he reached out to place the palm of his hand on her cheek. "You set my heart ablaze with such desire," William admitted, his dark blue eyes started to fill with longing for Ella. Both naughty and clean thoughts filled his mind as he imagined spending more time with her.
The intensity of his gaze was enough to make her legs weak and caused her to sit on the couch. Her hand still gripped his shirt and pulled him to her. "I want..." What did she want? A million things ran through her mind, and her hand began to tremble at the thoughts. "I want you to cuddle me." She said quietly, almost too quietly. How could she explain to him that she was a virgin, that she only had so much experience, and the majority of it was her own hand?
"That sounds divine to cuddle with you," William admitted as he inched closer to Ella. His own hands find their home around her waist. "We can take this as slow as you'd like. There's never any hurry with me. If this is all that you feel comfortable doing, then that is fine with me." Leaning, he placed a kiss on her forehead. "I will never push you to do anything that you don't feel comfortable doing." Moving his hands from her waist, he sat down next to her on the couch. "Do you have a preference on which spoon you'd like to be?" His gaze softened as he thought of cuddling with Ella, and that brought a smile to his lips.
Oh no! This poor man thought he'd died. She was about to say something when his movement startled her. When he sat up she slid back a little on the floor, giving them both space.
Her treehouse probably did a look a bit like how one might imagine heaven. Every inch was covered in flowers, dangling from the ceiling, growing around the windows. She had pink and white fluffy rugs, lace table runners, paintings made exclusively with pastel colours. Some would call it cluttered, but she felt at home among all her decorations, all her pretty things. It was just a single room, the kitchen that worked on her magic was visible from this position too - and even her pots and pans were pink and heart shaped!
"Mmn. Unfortunately you're still on earth, earth!" Slowly Pinpirin moved forward, reaching out for the towel that had fallen from his forehead. It was lifted to pat his temples and the bridge of his nose. Maybe he was still feeling very hot?
"I don't know what happened to - to you... I found you unconscious on the grass and got a little worried! What do you remember?"
"Earth?" He repeated as he slowly started to remember parts of what he was doing before everything went dark. He enjoyed the feeling of her patting the temples of his head with the towel. It was an enjoyable feeling compared to what he was currently feeling. "I was flying through this forest. But as I went deeper in here, I started to feel off. My head started to spin, and it felt like I was being drained of my energy." As he explained what he remembered to Pinpirin, a sharp pain filled his head. In response, the angel brought his hand up to his head. "This is bad." He thought to himself as he shook his head. "After that, everything went dark, and I crashed somewhere in this forest. I hope that helps to answer your question, Miss."
"What is this place? I know you said it's your home. But I've lived on this world for a long time and have never been here before." He asked her as he turned his attention back to Pinpirin, his dark blue eyes eyeing her with curiosity, taking in her figure and appearance.
He also has no recollection of meeting someone like her before as well. This is a man who has met numerous supernatural creatures during his time in this world. But no one liked her before. "This is a beautiful place that you have here, Miss."