*･☼˙ ˖✶ never give up.

✧ Crawling underneath. my skin, sweet talk, better hit the sin., begging if you to ( take ) me devil underneath your grin. ✶ indie smut blog. semi-selective. mun is 24+.

[fixaticn]

[ ;;&. open to f/nb - suggested connections: best friend; ]

“do you need me to do anything? maybe i can heat up a bottle?” ethan wanted to do something helpful or at least feel like he was contributing. having a newborn son had never been on the cards for ethan, especially not when he was the age he was but one night out with his best friend had led them ending up in bed together, which then resulted in their son. he could never regret it though, thankfully their friendship hadn’t been affected, they were as close as they always had been and the love he had for his son was like nothing he’d felt before. people had always seen him as somewhat immature but he’d matured a lot through the pregnancy and the two weeks since he’d been born. it was difficult being away from them because he didn’t live with her, so he tried to be there as often as he could without overstepping any boundaries. if she didn’t want him there for whatever reason, then he was happy to leave or be there when it was something she was happy with. he wanted everything to be as easy as possible. “or maybe you can get a couple of hours of sleep while i’m here? i’m sure i can manage for a little while.”

[blackcatrph]

** secret love sentence starters.

“  meet  me  tonight  ?  at  our  spot  ?  ”

“  i’m  sorry,  but  you  know  we  can’t  do  this.  ”

“  you  almost  had  even  me  believing  that.  ”

“  don’t  you  think  you  were  a  little  too  convincing  ?  ”

“  i  wished  it  could  have  been  you.  ”

“  i  think  of  you  often,  even  when  i  know  we  cannot  see  each  other.  ”

“  i  cannot  keep  this  up.  ”

“  i  can’t  pretend  not  to  be  jealous.  ”

“  i  wished  it  could  be  you  on  my  arm.  ”

“   people  will  talk  if  you  continue.  ”

“  i  thought  this  was  what  you  wanted  ?  ”

“  how  can  you  lie  so  easily  ?  ”

“  as  soon  as  i  see  someone  else  close  to  you,  i  get  jealous.  ”

“  how  can  we  live  like  this  ?  pretending  ?  ”

“  i  don’t  know  if  we  should  be  alone  together.  ”

“  we  could  have  been  happy.  ”

“  it’s  difficult  to  be  so  close  but  not  be  able  to  kiss  you.  ”

“  i  broke  the  rules  for  you,  isn’t  that  enough  ?  ”

“  i  wish  that  i  could  stop  loving  you.  but  i  can’t.  ”

“  pretending  i  wasn’t  in  love  with  you  is  the  hardest  thing  i’ve  ever  done.  ”

“  maybe  some  people  are  only  meant  to  fall  in  love  with  each  other,  but  not  be  together.  ” 

“  i  love  you,  not  them.  ”

“  will  there  ever  be  a  day  where  we  can  tell  them  about  us  ?  ”

“  were  you  with  them  ?  ”

“  is  that  why  you  didn’t  answer  your  phone  ?  ”

“  i  missed  you  whilst  you  were  gone.  ”

“  i  hate  seeing  you  with  them.  ”

“  we  shouldn’t  do  this  here.  ”

“  you  love  me,  don’t  you  ?  ”

“  you  know  how  i  feel.  ”

“  please  remember  that  i  love  you.  ”

[hclenshivers]

[flawlessxladies-deactivated2021]

SYDNEY SWEENEY for Story + Rain, July 2021

[fixaticn]

i’m working from home the next couple of days so i’d love to get some new stuff going. give this a like and i’ll come to you :)

[fixaticn]

lovekilling​:

CLOSED STARTER. @fixaticn​

slater had stolen the empty box from the hallway at the pruitt publishing office, letting it travel in the car beside her on the way to rowan’s apartment like an unwelcome passenger. usually she didn’t feel like this. in fact, usually she didn’t feel anything at all when she hurt someone and lost them, often intentionally, but rowan was different. maybe because once upon a time, before she’d grown up and become the train wreck with a job she didn’t deserve that she was now, slater had been in love with the other woman. she was less awkward than she used to be, no longer struggling under the weight of being her father’s first disappointment. now he had his son and he was happy to palm off success to his daughters. everyone could thrive if phillip pruitt was happy. as she reached rowan’s door, she knocked and then held the box under her arm, staring at the ceiling as she waited. the thing was, when she was a teenager she wasn’t so easily stressed and prone to self-destruction, thus her trying to distract herself from the stress of work and being in a relationship with meaningless flirting in dating apps. which had resulted in this, rowan opening the door fairly unhappy to see her and slater feeling just the same. “hey.” she greeted weakly, forcing the word out. they both knew why she was there. “do i have to search for it or have you already made a pile i can scoop into here?”

hearing the door, rowan paused for a minute in the middle of studying, not sure if she wanted to see anyone but then she had never been a person to leave someone waiting. with a small sigh, she stood and made her way to the door, running her fingers through her hair as it opened and she came face-to-face with the person she didn’t want to see. apparently the world was not on her side since she normally would have been at work and was only at home because she’d been given the day to study. her chest tightened at seeing slater again, still not over the fact that their relationship had come to such an acrimonious end. “hey.” her tone was firm, very unlike the way she would normally speak to slater but then, that had gone out the window when she’d found out slater had been on dating apps and she could only think that she wasn’t good enough for the other girl. “i wasn’t going to do it for you so you’ll have to search for it yourself.” it had been torturing her, the sight of slaters things among her own but she wasn’t about to do something that might have been deemed helpful to her ex girlfriend. “can you just...can you make it quick?” seeing her again was bringing up all the emotions that she had felt when they had broken up and she really didn’t want to cry in front of slater, not again. biting on her bottom lip, rowan swallowed hard and stepped to the side to allow slater the room to walk in. “you probably know where most of it is.”

[neverfarbehind]

[fixaticn]

sorry on the wait for replies, they’re coming soon, promise. real life has just gone to shit at the minute so to find the motivation to come on here and write is hard but i will be back <3

[blackcatrph]

** secret love sentence starters.

“  meet  me  tonight  ?  at  our  spot  ?  ”

“  i’m  sorry,  but  you  know  we  can’t  do  this.  ”

“  you  almost  had  even  me  believing  that.  ”

“  don’t  you  think  you  were  a  little  too  convincing  ?  ”

“  i  wished  it  could  have  been  you.  ”

“  i  think  of  you  often,  even  when  i  know  we  cannot  see  each  other.  ”

“  i  cannot  keep  this  up.  ”

“  i  can’t  pretend  not  to  be  jealous.  ”

“  i  wished  it  could  be  you  on  my  arm.  ”

“   people  will  talk  if  you  continue.  ”

“  i  thought  this  was  what  you  wanted  ?  ”

“  how  can  you  lie  so  easily  ?  ”

“  as  soon  as  i  see  someone  else  close  to  you,  i  get  jealous.  ”

“  how  can  we  live  like  this  ?  pretending  ?  ”

“  i  don’t  know  if  we  should  be  alone  together.  ”

“  we  could  have  been  happy.  ”

“  it’s  difficult  to  be  so  close  but  not  be  able  to  kiss  you.  ”

“  i  broke  the  rules  for  you,  isn’t  that  enough  ?  ”

“  i  wish  that  i  could  stop  loving  you.  but  i  can’t.  ”

“  pretending  i  wasn’t  in  love  with  you  is  the  hardest  thing  i’ve  ever  done.  ”

“  maybe  some  people  are  only  meant  to  fall  in  love  with  each  other,  but  not  be  together.  ” 

“  i  love  you,  not  them.  ”

“  will  there  ever  be  a  day  where  we  can  tell  them  about  us  ?  ”

“  were  you  with  them  ?  ”

“  is  that  why  you  didn’t  answer  your  phone  ?  ”

“  i  missed  you  whilst  you  were  gone.  ”

“  i  hate  seeing  you  with  them.  ”

“  we  shouldn’t  do  this  here.  ”

“  you  love  me,  don’t  you  ?  ”

“  you  know  how  i  feel.  ”

“  please  remember  that  i  love  you.  ”

[ghstmemes]

SEND ME ♡ + A SHIP AND I’LL TELL YOU…

feel free to elaborate as much as possible !

Who is the most affectionate?

Who initiates the handholding?

Who worries more for the other?

Who is more likely to ask for help?

Who is the one always losing the keys?

Who leaves little love notes for the other?

Who can’t sleep unless the other is there?

Who is more likely to propose to the other?

Who introduced the other to their family first?

Who is more likely to play with the other’s hair?

Who makes sure the other has meals/stays hydrated?

Who is more likely to stand up to anyone for the other?

Who is the most likely to prepare a surprise for the other?

Who makes the other pinky promise not to do certain things?

Who puts a blanket over the other when they fall asleep on the couch?

[shelly-johnson]

Lili Reinhart as Betty Cooper in Riverdale 5x11

[melodramatic-murmurs]

u buy me cute lingerie

i model it for u

u fuck me senseless

[fyeahvarchie]

Camila Mendes via Madelaine Petsch’s Instagram (06/29/21)

[hers-deactivated20210629]

florence pugh wearing her new cooking apron designed by arianne phillips, stylist of don’t worry darling

[moonlit-sunflower-books]

friends to lovers never had a bad track. “scared i’ll ruin what we have” SLAPS. “friendship cuddles while secretly dying inside” BANGER. “teasing each other and holding eye contact for a little too long” KILLS ME. and don’t even get me STARTED on “screaming i love you in the middle of a heated argument.”

[fixaticn]

scnshinewrites​:

It was safe to say that Delilah was out of her element, but with the kind of day they’d had, maybe this type of thing was exactly what the doctor ordered. She knew if she had just gone home after work, she’d have spent the evening watching Dirty Dancing and crying on her couch with her dog- not that getting drunk and randomly hitting on beautiful women was much better, but it certainly sounded less pathetic in her mind. Maybe those fruity pink drinks were stronger than they’d realized, or maybe the blonde was just that beautiful, but Delilah found themselves happily tucked into her side, their fingers interlaced on the bar. The man who’d been trying to hit on her quickly retreated after one comment from the beautiful stranger, and Delilah felt her shoulders relax considerably. “Thank you, I really appreciate that. I’m sorry if I made you feel weird, I never do, uh, this,” The young woman gestured between the two of them and also to the empty glass in front of her, before letting out a sigh. “It’s just been a day,” It was only after they said this that they realized they were still clinging to the blonde’s hand and a faint flush crept onto their cheeks. “I’m Delilah,” She added hastily, slowly removing her hand.

A small smirk pulled at the corner of her lips as the guy pretty much scuttled away from him. She couldn’t say she was surprised and if he knew who she was related to, then there was another reason why he was so quick to run away. Turning her attention back to the woman in front of her, her smirk turned into a smile and she was glad to be able to help. There hadn’t been a downside to any of it, not when the woman was as beautiful as she was. “No, you don’t need to apologise. I was happy to help and he didn’t seem to be taking no for an answer,” she stated with a small shrug, glancing down at their joint hands for a second but before she could say anything about it, the woman was removing it. “I’m Ally. Nice to meet you Delilah.” Ally could have easily walked away at that stage but she stayed where she was, somewhat intrigued by the woman in front of her and she wanted to keep it going.”Why don’t we see if we can make your day a little better, huh?” Gesturing towards the barman behind the bar, she pointed to the empty glasses in front of them, making it clear that she wanted more of the same. “I think a couple more drinks will help.” Running her fingers through her blonde hair, she turned her attention back to the other woman. “So I can’t say I’ve seen you in here before.”

[fixaticn]

scnshinewrites​:

Her brother was typically the drinker; he’d taken to it in his teen years after their parents passed away while AJ had found some healthier ways to cope. If she drank, she made sure it was not because she was upset, which meant that tonight’s drinking was simply a celebration. Her friend was getting married, and she figured it couldn’t hurt; it probably would in the morning, but that was future Arielle’s problem. For now, she just felt happy and was having a good time dancing to the music. Her feet hurt from the heels she was wearing, and she was a far cry from her usual look of scrubs and Crocs, wearing a cocktail dress she usually saved for the rare black tie wedding she was invited to. Matt hadn’t ever seen her looking like this, both dressed to the nines and also drunk, so the next day, she’d probably have a lot of questions. “You’re making my heart beat really fast right now, feel!” AJ confided in him, putting his hand over her collarbone near her heart, fingers grazing the hem of her dress. She loved the little kisses; forehead, cheek, the top of her head when they crossed paths in the hospital. Kissing him back, the blonde pouted when it ended too quickly, and she nodded immediately when he asked if she wanted him to take her home. “Will you stay with me?” The blonde begged, snuggled against his chest with her arms tightly around his torso, the alcohol kicking in and making her eyes droop.

It was almost impossible not to look at AJ when she looked as good as she did and normally, he probably would have been touching her as much as possible but he was going to be respectful because that was the kind of guy he was. He’d also never known her to drink either but outside the hospital before they’d starting dating, it was fair to say that he hadn’t seen much of her socially. It was even hard to touch when his hand was moved near her collarbone but he followed the instruction nonetheless. “It might be a little me and a lot of the alcohol,” he chuckled, dropping his hand as he kissed her. Matthew had been making the most of the little moments they had, giving her a kiss when they passed in the hospital but he did love when they had more time together, they just didn’t have enough of it because of their shifts. The question caught him off guard because he wasn’t going to stay, not wanting to be seen as taking advantage but he also didn’t want to disappoint her either when she had asked. “Yeah, course I will.” Wrapping an arm around her shoulders as she snuggled into him, he pressed a kiss to the top of her head, keeping her close. “Come on, let’s get you out of here, yeah? Sleep this off.” Keeping a tight grip on her, he led her through the busy bar and pretty much let out a sigh of relief when they got outside. “Car is just around the corner, think you can make it that far or do you wanna jump on my back or something?”