two step in the motherfucker!

can you feel this ENERGY? this is the start of something ( GREAT ) !! we might be a little late –– hey, but at least we're ON OUR WAY !!

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mvckdvddys:

                    if mack can’t see the sun, then she REFUSES to be awake, which is why she immediately lets out a groan of discontentment when she feels the lack of contact. emerald hues still clamped shut, she hopes the other will just fall back asleep and cuddle her back up. but there’s the shift in the bed and then utah’s voice is filling her ear, so mack has to squash the fantasy of immediately slipping back into dreamland. ❛ i   H A T E   when you move, and i’m comfy, and then i’m no longer comfy, ❜ the succubus whines, although it’s less bratty than her usual spoilt disposition. she cracks an eye open at the sensation of utah’s lips finding her neck, letting herself RELISH in the moment before taking in her surroundings. ❛ i could have sworn we ended up at my place, ❜ the raven-haired female hums, eyebrows furrowing in confusion. she lets out another small whine, reaching out for the brunette in front of her. ❛ just fuckin’, just keep me WARM—❜ she pleads softly, but the low rumble from her bed-buddy’s stomach forces her to finally give up the idea of staying in the bed. ❛ god, you’re lucky i care about your calorie count. and if there’s pineapple on that shit like last time, i’m ending our streak. i SWEAR, utah baldwin. ❜ the threat comes with a playful glimmer behind the bright green eyes as mack finally sits up, letting out a muted yawn as she fishes around for an oversized tee on the floor to toss over her exposed figure. this SHOULD be the part where she bolts, where she gathers herself and escapes through the nearest convenient means of exiting— but instead, mack finds herself padding over to the door, gazing softly over at the siren as she motions for her to follow for their meal.  ❛ you knocked out like a LIGHT after our last round, it was cute. how’d you sleep?❜

　　 　 ✫  + * 　 .    * “you’re cute when you’re suffering.” utah’s cooing, unashamed in her continued assault on the other’s flesh before letting loose giggles intertwine with a roll of her shoulders. “well-- when you wake up & you’re not surrounded by your own things, you’re usually-- not at your place? funny how that works sometimes.” teasing smile lilts up the edges of her lips, & more laughter escapes her, eyes crinkling in (unconfessed) fondness for the raven-haired succubus in her bed. “after the pizza, i promise; i’ll keep you warm however way you want.” the siren practically pleads at this point, hand coming to slot fingers in between each other as she helps steady mack to her feet, offering her a wink before her expression freezes, & she raises her hand in almost indignant offense. “i will have no pineapple disrespecting folk in this house, thank you very much.” she huffs, though it’s an act short-lived; she could never stay too far away from the other anyway, as much as she could try. “...but if it’ll keep our streak safe-- it’s four cheese & bacon, if that should so satisfy your highness.” the way to the kitchen is dimly lit, considering it’s only a little ways past three & her space relies on mostly natural light; nevertheless the siren navigates through her own place with ease-- though she never lets go of mack’s hand, regardless. “i’ve been told i can be beautiful in pretty much any circumstance.” utah shrugs off the compliment airily, though a quick peck at the side of the other’s jaw (not the lips, though, never the lips) betrays the actual gratitude she feels. “like a goddamn baby. & you, gorgeous? dream of me?”

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faithry:

“Two goddesses?” Faith scoffed, “More like one and a half at best.” She gestured to the other girl, “You’re taking those pics all wrong too, you’re going to wash out your face if you stand in the light like that. God, let me show you how it’s done.”

　　 　 ✫  + * 　 .    * eyebrows arch in mild annoyance, mild amusement; the words spilling from the blonde’s lips are condescending at best, & while the siren would otherwise be annoyed by her arrogance-- faith is hot, to say the least, & the little push & pull games they play are exactly what utah lives for. “with you lookin’ like both dinner & dessert, i’m sure you definitely know what you’re doing.” the siren smirks, handing over her phone while sneaking an arm up around faith’s waist. “god, isn’t there a way to shut you up somehow?”

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divcisms:

kendall stopped walking suddenly, glancing at what the other was talking about. she smiled at how… less than modest her statement was. “very true, you’re looking stunning today, babe,” she watched as the other continued to scroll, giggling at the sheer amount of images there were. “i’m not sure anyone’s ready for that. i’m down if you are though.”

　　 　 ✫  + * 　 .    * the familiarity of that voice leads utah to actually look up from her phone, eyes crinkling in softness as she gives her ex-girlfriend a once-over. “i could always say the same about you, sweetie.” utah winks, chuckling along with her before her arm around kendall’s shoulder. “glad i caught you, though; was just on my way to see you.” tucking her phone in her back pocket, utah offers the girl a nonchalant smile, “don’t suppose you have any plans tonight, yeah? sure hope you haven’t been avoiding me, otherwise i’d make a very sad siren.”

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camilledgranges:

Camille giggled, joining their foreheads so she could look down at Utah’s phone. She found the photos pretty good, even if they were upside down. “You’re the goddess,” She laughed. Moving behind her friend, she snuck her tongue out at the camera, “Do it, do it! I’ll post it on my instagram!” 

　　 　 ✫  + * 　 .    * once the other is close enough she finds no hesitation in pressing her lips up against the other’s forehead in affection, lithe giggles leaving her mouth as she looks at camille with a brash smile. “see, this is exactly why i adore you.” announces utah-- another click of her phone & the photos are saved, & she wraps an arm around the other with ease. “what you doing, looking like a whole damn meal today? i could just eat you up, angel.”

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lightwood-zo:

Zoe chuckled lowly, glancing over her shoulder to see the pictures, “Of course they do, it’s you,” she teased, stepping back a tad, “I don’t love the idea of selfies. Maybe you could let me paint you, instead.” 

　　 　 ✫  + * 　 .    * eyebrows raise artfully, the siren taking a step toward the other in intrigue. “you’d do that for me?” utah feigns being flattered, hand clutching at her chest with a wide smile. “you’re going to make me blush-- though i do think that’ll be one of the few times that the artist’d be prettier than the art itself, seeing as you’re absolutely gorgeous.”

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sidneyschandler:

” of course they are. have you seen you?“ the blonde witch was having a good enough time just watching, a tiny smile resting on her face as she watched the other tale the selfies. “ uh— sure!! “ the cheerleader mused, making her way over to get into the picture with the other.

　　 　 ✫  + * 　 .    * a smirk crosses the expanse of her lips, & she turns to the blonde who’d complimented with a head tilted to the side. “i could say the same about the prettiest girl in hexlore, babe.” utah replies without skipping a beat, lips laced with mischief as she holds the camera up for the cheerleader to pose with her-- click. “now, see, this is the stuff of legends.” the siren all but proclaims, swiping through the pictures with a coy grin. “now this might just be my excitement talking... but i do think we oughta find excuses to take more pictures together, then.”

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　　 　 ✫  + * 　 .    * hunger doesn’t sit well in her stomach at an hour like three in the goddamn morning; it’s the slow rumble in her belly that causes her to shift from what was already a comfortable position, tucking the other girl with black waves as hair safe in her arms. a part of her hopes that maybe if she resists it hard enough in her head the urge’ll just evaporate-- but an incessant growl leads utah to roll her eyes, sitting up amidst messy sheets & tangled limbs before grabbing the sweater nearest her (whether it’s hers or the other girl’s, she doesn’t really know-- & the strange part is she doesn’t really care, either) & shrugging it over her otherwise bare frame. in scenarios like these the siren often finds herself walking out the door, without so much as a goodbye to the warm body in the sheets next to hers. but mack isn’t just anyone, no matter how much utah would want to pretend otherwise, & she finds herself, instead, nudging the other’s shoulder, peppering kisses against her neck in an attempt to wake her up. “hey,” utah all but whines, nipping at the other’s ear teasingly, “i’ve got pizza leftover in the fridge-- you down?”

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fckvictxire:

“you’re gorgeous, girl, of course they look awesome!” victoire laughed as she joined the brunette, smiling. she raised her eyebrow, it wasn’t every day when she got called a goddess, but she wasn’t going to turn the offer down either. and she enjoyed taking selfies every now and then. after all, it was’t a crime to look killing beautiful. “absolutely! we gotta make sure everyone see how pretty we both look.”

　　 　 ✫  + * 　 .    * the compliments the ginger pays her makes her bat her eyelashes in faux humility, an almost smug smirk crossing the expanse of utah’s face as she tugs on the werewolf’s hand, bringing her into the frame with her. “with looks like yours, killer, no one would possibly be able to look away.” the siren proclaims, smiling up at the camera with rehearsed ease. “give the camera a gorgeous smile, then! -- not like it’ll be too hard for you.”

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cammiecrowley:

she looked through the pictures that girl was showing her and had to admit they did come out amazing. but then why would she even be surprised, the girl in front of her looked like a goddess. “i’m down but i mean i wouldn’t say i’m a goddess especially when standing next to you.”

　　 　 ✫  + * 　 .    * she’s positively flattered, shooting giggles & a grateful smile the other’s way as she beckons them into the shot with a hand wrapped around the other’s waist. “keep saying things like that & you may just bring me to my knees.” utah winks, holding the phone up to face the both of them. “& besides, baby... if anyone’s a goddess here, it’d be the prettiest girl on campus, tucked right here under my arm.” 

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littlcrose:

“i know right!” she laughed, although her voice wasn’t as light as it could be. she couldn’t help it, she was already regretting even coming here, even talking to the siren. she deserved better. briefly uncomfortably she chuckled at the other’s words, it wasn’t like she had more of those funnies like she put it. rose tilted her head, nibbling her voice as she looked at utah, swallowing thickly. she was no good to her, but a small sound in her mind told her that she should take the chance. who knew? perhaps she could change the girl after all. make her realize what she was doing was wrong and awful. “old times, huh? i dunno if that’s a good idea…” 

　　 　 ✫  + * 　 .    * she knows she shouldn’t be playing this game-- especially not with rose, whom she’s already played with for far too long. but the girl’s like candy & utah could never resist, especially when rose was far too sweet to pass up on. “oh, come on, babe, what’s the worst that could happen?” utah all but purrs, inches away from the other’s face; free hand comes up to tuck loose locks of hair behind the other’s ear, & the siren smiles, maybe a little too broadly. “you saying you didn’t have fun, too?” feigning a pout, she giggles in the other’s direction, arm tucked safely around rose’s waist with a thorough grip.

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queenbeexv:

             ╰ ♔ Vanessa threw her phone near the other, letting it bounce off the bed. As it settled, it lit up again. ‘Missed call: Mom. New Voicemail: MOM.’ She looked down and saw the notifications again and grit her teeth. “i haven’t listened to it yet. i CAN’T.” she swallowed hard and hugged her knees. “she- she’s going to take this all away i know it.” 

　　 　 ✫  + * 　 .    * yikes; the words cluttered against the screen coupled with vanessa’s awry mood now made complete sense to the siren, & utah purses her lips in concern-- because whether or not she’ll admit it, the ‘ queen bee ‘ in front of her is more vulnerable than she lets on. “i’m sorry, v.” she replies morosely, quiet voice so uncharacteristic of her-- though she’s certain that’s definitely what the other needs. “...i brought the rosé, though.” utah offers, the ghost of a helpful smile lingering against the corner of her lips. “so you know... while you bitch about your mum at least you’ll have a companion to go along with it? -- other than me, of course.”

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John Keats, La Belle Dame Sans Merci

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　　 　 ✫  + * 　 .    * “dude, these are looking bomb.” she acknowledges with a grin, finger swiping through the (multiple) pictures of herself she’d taken before looking over her shoulder, hair cascading down her back as she wriggles her eyebrows at her companion with a wink. “you want in on this action, babe? two goddesses like us in a photo & the world won’t stand a chance.”

[amcrs]

“god, i fuckin’ love this school. the only thing i miss about boys is their reactions to when i mention that i’ve played basketball practically since i could walk. some guys just don’t understand that girls are more than walking meat, you know? girls are the shit, man.”

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　　 　 ✫  + * 　 .    * you’re tellin’ me.” the grin on her face is laced with unparalleled mirth, delight at being surrounded by girls as gorgeous as she sees herself. “the dick pics i could live my whole life without seeing, honestly... how many times i gotta remind those boys that i’m, uh... maybe gay as fuck? women will save the world, trust.”

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         she didn’t think she’d see this day, but here it was. sprawled out in the arm chair in her room, the door slightly ajar, she heard footsteps. great. just what she needed right now. 

“go away,” she barked at the other before watching the door swing open and seeing who stepped through. “utah…” her voice is barely audible and it croaks as she finally allows herself to be vulnerable. “can- shut the door.”

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　　 　 ✫  + * 　 .    * she had meant to come in grandly, a bottle of rosé & trademark playful smile to accompany it; she’d had the night planned out-- wine & banter & easing the ‘ queen bitch’s ‘ mind seemed an easy enough task for the siren. but at the sound of hostility lacing the other’s voice the hand at vanessa’s doorknob, eyebrows arching before opening the door as softly as she could manage. “easy, princess.” free hand raised in a sign of both greeting & well-intention, utah takes her seat by the other with ease, dropping the wine to the floor & sitting cross-legged to face her. “mind telling me what the problem is? -- before you snap at me again, of course.”

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littlcrose:

“okay, okay, so i have a joke. and i pinky swear it’s funny,” rose said suddenly, lifting her gaze up. she probably shouldn’t be the one to judge, she sometimes had such a ridiculous kinda sense of humor, but she was stupidly proud of herself. she never had jokes to tell, she never remembered them or anything, so she definitely had to share this one. “why was the coffee bean upset?” there was a small pause, she gazed into her company’s eyes, her own eyebrow lifting up a little before she continued, “because she couldn’t expresso herself!”

　　 　 ✫  + * 　 .    * a mix between a light scoff & a giggle escape parted lips, a slow but knowing smile curling up at the corners of her mouth. “you’re funny, babe.” utah practically purrs, the allure in her tone never wearing off (even when it should-- & in this case, given the fact that it’s her she’s talking to, it really, definitely should). “where’d you pick that one up from, hmm? -- maybe you could still teach me a couple of those funnies.” a hand wraps around the other’s shoulder with ease, the siren flashing rose a set of pearly white teeth in an almost teasing (mocking) grin; ‘ impulse control ‘ was never something utah had been good with, after all. “for old times’ sake.”