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Iâm empty yet full of chaos.
Rida Aamina (via firmamente)
Send 'đ' to find my muse cuffed and gagged to your muses bed wearing nothing but their underwear.
                  there are more dangerous things than walkers in the woods.
cxldlightxfday:
@fcraling  wants on the Walsh Express
   When they met, the man was and is if Shane had something to say about it, he felt that the man was probably part beast. But he did enjoy having him on occasion when it came to go out on runs. But he had to keep the other man in check, he was easy for him to try and tame. Shane and Carl found him in an abandoned prison cell. There was a similar response of either wanting to shoot him our push him out. But overtime that time spent watching the man to make sure he didnât try anything turned into the scene they were currently in. He had his shirt off and they were making use of the tight space.Â
It took getting used to -- being around people again. Daryl was very picky about just who he actually allowed in his space; a personal bubble so much larger than what would normally be understandable. One that grew and shrank depending on his mood and his gut feeling. Words werenât the most common form of expression but he let the others know when they were or werenât welcome to tag along when he disappeared from where ever Shane and the others called âhome.â When he didnât want to be found he became a ghost or even just a memory for days at a time. Dixon always expected his own comfort to be respected  fully and without a hint of complaint but when he wanted attention, wanted to be in someone elseâs space there was always room for testing boundaries. It is the constant experimentation with such boundaries that lands them where they are. The prison stairwell didnât offer very much space but it was both a reasonable distance away from the others and one of the few places sound didnât travel easily. A preferred spot for when one would corner the other and see how far they test limits. Close encounters with Daryl were always a bit of a risk of damage and with the way teeth are scraping over the skin of Shaneâs collarbone this one promises to be no different.
Someone's going to get bitten if he keeps trying to touch him.
AND NEGAN DOESNâT GIVE A FUCK.
aslongasitisnâthim.
itâsgonnabehim.
Send ârough touchâ
and the generated outcome will be used for a small drabble scenario or starter { tw violence, possible noncon/dubcon implications, nsfw }
Your muse throws a punch at mine.
My muse throws a punch at yours.
Your muse suddenly grips my museâs hair.
My muse suddenly grips your museâs hair.
Your muse roughly grabs my museâs arm.
My muse roughly grabs your museâs arm.
Your muse grips my museâs hips.
My muse grips your museâs hips.
Your muse wraps their hands tightly around my museâs neck.
My muse wraps their hands tightly around your museâs neck.
Your muse slams mine against a wall hard.
My muse slams yours against a wall hard.
Your muse pushes my muse to their knees.
My muses pushes your to their knees.
Your muse bites mine.
My muse bites yours.
Your muse clutches their hand tightly around my museâs mouth to silence them.
My muse clutches their hand tightly around your museâs mouth to silence them.
Your muse grabs my museâs wrists.
My muse grabs their museâs wrists.
Your muse attempts to shove away mine.
My muse attempts to push off yours.
Your muse roughly kisses mine.
My muse roughly kisses yours.
Your muse pins mine onto the ground.
My muse pins yours to the ground.
Your muse delivers beatings to mine.
My muse delivers beatings to yours.
Your muse breaks my museâs arm.
My muse breaks your museâs arm.
Mun chooses.
trust: cancelled
closedmcuth:
@fcraling | starter call
he sees him, but itâs not a comforting visual; rick longs for some sort of human contact; a group, a friendly face not marred by rot or death, but his was not that. not friendly, and not rotted.
       â â- â
rick goes to speak, opens his mouth as if the words were to follow, but the look of the man reminds him that of a dogâs â heâll remain silent, and simply wait to be seen.
the hunterâs motions are suddenly interrupted; body suddenly at an entirely different tension. dixon knows he is being watched. the movement that catches his attention is one made by the many dead that wobbled around on the earth; it is sharp and calculated and when eyes meet his own are wild. the grip on his knife tightens and there is a moment -- a fraction of a second where heâs stepping back and taking in the area around them;                    was he alone?                    were there more?                    where would they be?                    what did they want? dixon stands but there is no gunfire, no shouts or the sound of anyone running. its just them. whatever daryl had become and a man. his gaze doesnât leave rick as his hands quickly work to finish cutting the backpack off the dead body heâd come across in the center of the road. when the main part breaks free?                           he bolts.
lowkey shoves @dcntopen and @closedmcuth together.
My muse hasn't slept for days. Send đ for your muse to drag mine to bed
rough sex starter sentences
âCome here and get on your knees. Show me how much of me you can swallow.â âI want you to fuck me as hard as you can and I donât want you to stop, even if I tell you to.â âWe donât need a safe word. You should handle everything I want to give youâŚâ âThatâs the stupidest thing Iâve ever heard. We DO need a safe word.â âWhat was that? You donât think you can cum again? Iâm going to show you that you can.â âYou wanted me to be rough, so Iâm being rough, darling. Canât you handle it?â âLook at you lying there all used⌠Do you think youâre ready for more?â âI donât care whether you can take it. I will do it anyway and youâll love it.â âOpen up wide.â âDonât you dare move. Did I tell you you could?â âOh good, does that hurt?â âYou will listen to every single word I say. If you donât⌠then Iâll tie you up and Iâll leave you here desperate.â âHarder! Harder!â âDonât stop now!â âI donât care whether it will hurt. I just want it.â âI canât wait to see you covered in the bruises Iâll mark you with.â âNot a sound, do you understand? You have to be absolutely quiet, or I will make you want to scream even louder.â âI wouldâve prepared you for this if youâd not been begging for me to fuck you.â âYou should see your face right nowâŚâ âI told you I was going to make you regret saying yes to this.â âIs that all youâve got? That hardly hurt. Well, I guess itâs my turn now.â âYouâre here for my pleasure, not the other way round. Do you understand, slave?!â âTell me how much you want me and Iâll give you more than you can handle. Thatâs the game weâre playing now, honey.â âDonât complain. I couldâve tied you up in even less comfortable positions.â âOh, look at you. All tied up and ready to be fucked.â âWhatâs that? I canât hear what youâre saying with that gag in your mouth.â âIâm not done yet! Spread your legs and lie the fuck still until I tell you to move!â âOh this hurts, does it? I want you to beg for even more.â âJust count down with me and if you make it to zero without squirming, Iâll stop hurting you.â âThis is about control and youâre definitely not going to have any.â âShow me you can follow orders and Iâll be a lot nicer, love.â
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                   fluffy, not friendly.
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