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𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐓 & 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐓𝐄 ; 𝐉𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐀 𝐋𝐄𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐑𝐄 . ㅤ⨾ ʜᴜɴᴛʀᴇss ⨾ s̶ᴀ̶ᴍ̶'̶s̶ ̶ᴅ̶ᴇ̶ᴀ̶ᴅ̶ ̶ɢ̶ғ̶ crossover friendly. multi-verse. primarily plot-driven and headcanon based. 𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐅: friendship , family , horror , alternative love . written by LOVEBITES.♡̷̷ˎˊ˗
❛ People fear what they 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥. ❜
Awkward Dialogue Starters Pack
· ─ When Two People Are Terrible at Flirting ─ ·
𐙚⋆.˚ "So... weather's pretty... weathery today, huh?"
𐙚⋆.˚ "I like your face. I mean—your shirt. I like your shirt. Why am I still talking."
𐙚⋆.˚ "You're uh... you exist. In a good way. That sounded better in my head."
𐙚⋆.˚ "Did you just, WAIT, were you trying to flirt with me or give me restaurant recommendations?"
𐙚⋆.˚ "I practiced what I was gonna say to you for an hour and I've already forgotten all of it."
𐙚⋆.˚ "You smell nice. Oh god that's creepy. I meant, actually I'm just gonna leave."
𐙚⋆.˚ "Was that supposed to be a compliment?" – "I genuinely don't know anymore."
𐙚⋆.˚ "I'm going to touch your hand now. This is me announcing it. Here I go. Why did I say that out loud."
𐙚⋆.˚ "Do you want to... I don't know... stand near each other somewhere else?"
𐙚⋆.˚ "I wrote down conversation topics on my hand but they're all stupid now that I'm actually looking at you."
· ─ When the Tension is Actually Just Confusion ─ ·
𐙚⋆.˚ "Are we fighting or are you just standing really close for no reason?"
𐙚⋆.˚ "I can't tell if you hate me or if this is how you show affection."
𐙚⋆.˚ "Did you just try to make me jealous or were you genuinely telling me about your dentist appointment for ten minutes?"
𐙚⋆.˚ "Was that eye contact meaningful or do you just stare at people like that normally?"
𐙚⋆.˚ "I'm sending mixed signals because I'm receiving mixed signals and now we're both confused."
𐙚⋆.˚ "Are you mad at me?" – "I don't know, are YOU mad at ME?" – "I asked first." – "I asked second."
𐙚⋆.˚ "That sounded like an innuendo but I think you were talking about gardening?"
𐙚⋆.˚ "Every time we talk I leave more confused than when we started."
𐙚⋆.˚ "Is this sexual tension or are we both just really bad at communication?"
𐙚⋆.˚ "I've been overthinking this conversation for three days and I still don't know what happened."
· ─ When It's Definitely Not Going Well ─ ·
𐙚⋆.˚ "So... you come here often?" – "It's my house." – "Right. Yeah. I knew that."
𐙚⋆.˚ "This is going great." – "You spilled coffee on yourself twice and called me the wrong name."
𐙚⋆.˚ "I should go." – "You just got here." – "Exactly. Perfect timing to leave."
𐙚⋆.˚ "Let's never speak of this again." – "Speak of what?" – "Exactly."
𐙚⋆.˚ "I'm attracted to you. Wait I meant—I'm NOT attracted to you. Fuck. I meant—" – "Please stop talking."
𐙚⋆.˚ "Was this a date?" – "I thought it was a group thing." – "It's just us." – "...I should've brought my wallet."
𐙚⋆.˚ "You look... different." – "I shaved." – "That's not—I meant—you know what, never mind."
𐙚⋆.˚ "I rehearsed this conversation and somehow it's going worse than any scenario I imagined."
𐙚⋆.˚ "Are you okay? You're sweating." – "I'm nervous." – "Why?" – "I'm talking to you." – "That's worse, you made it worse."
𐙚⋆.˚ "I think there's been a miscommunication." – "You think?" – "I thought you liked me." – "I thought you liked my BROTHER."
· ─ The Morning After We Made Poor Decisions ─ ·
𐙚⋆.˚ "So... that happened." – "Yep." – "..." – "..." – "Breakfast?"
𐙚⋆.˚ "We agreed this was a one-time thing." – "It's been three times." – "The night counts as one."
𐙚⋆.˚ "My roommate's in the living room so we have to pretend this didn't happen." – "It didn't happen." – "It super happened."
𐙚⋆.˚ "I can't find my shirt." – "That's because you're wearing mine." – "...Can I keep it?" – "No." – "I'm keeping it."
𐙚⋆.˚ "This doesn't change anything." – "You're literally eating cereal in my bed right now."
𐙚⋆.˚ "We should talk about this." – "Or we could just never mention it and live in denial forever?" – "...I like your plan better."
𐙚⋆.˚ "Do you regret it?" – "Do you?" – "I asked first." – "I'm asking second." – "We sound like idiots."
𐙚⋆.˚ "I should go." – "You've said that four times and you're still here."
𐙚⋆.˚ "This was supposed to be casual." – "You wrote me a poem." – "A HAIKU. It barely counts."
𐙚⋆.˚ "We can't tell anyone about this." – "I already told three people." – "IT'S BEEN TEN MINUTES."
· ─ Friendship With Weird Vibes Now ─ ·
𐙚⋆.˚ "Are we still friends or did last night make this weird?" – "It's definitely weird." – "Cool. Wanna get pizza anyway?"
𐙚⋆.˚ "I saw you with someone yesterday and I felt... something." – "Jealousy?" – "Indigestion. But maybe also jealousy."
𐙚⋆.˚ "Why are you being nice to me?" – "I'm always nice to you." – "Yeah but it feels DIFFERENT now and I don't like it."
𐙚⋆.˚ "We've been friends for five years." – "And?" – "And I just noticed you have really nice hands." – "What is happening."
𐙚⋆.˚ "I had a dream about you." – "Was it weird?" – "SO weird." – "Are you gonna tell me about it?" – "Absolutely not."
𐙚⋆.˚ "You can't just say stuff like that and expect me not to develop feelings." – "I said you have good taste in music." – "EXACTLY."
𐙚⋆.˚ "Do you ever think about us?" – "Like... in what context?" – "I don't know I panicked and said it."
𐙚⋆.˚ "Things feel different between us." – "Bad different?" – "Confusing different." – "Ah. The worst kind."
𐙚⋆.˚ "I miss when things were simple." – "You mean last week?" – "Yes. Ancient history. Simpler times."
𐙚⋆.˚ "We're not gonna be weird about this, right?" – "We're absolutely going to be weird about this."
· ─ Oblivious Person Meets Obvious Person ─ ·
𐙚⋆.˚ "I like you." – "Aw, I like you too!" – "No I mean—" – "We're such good friends!" – "That's not—" – "Best friends forever!"
𐙚⋆.˚ "I got you flowers." – "Oh that's so sweet! Is it my birthday?" – "No." – "Did I help you move?" – "No I just—" – "Aww you're so thoughtful for no reason!"
𐙚⋆.˚ "You look really beautiful tonight." – "Thanks! You look... present. Like you're here. Physically."
𐙚⋆.˚ "I can't stop thinking about you." – "Aw, that's so nice! I think about homework constantly too."
𐙚⋆.˚ "This restaurant is really romantic." – "I know right! Perfect for our weekly friend dinner."
𐙚⋆.˚ "I'm trying to tell you something." – "I'm listening!" – "I really care about you." – "I care about you too, buddy!" – "Not as a buddy." – "Super buddy?"
"Do you want to go out with me?" – "We're already out." – "No I mean as a—" – "Oh you want to go OUT out? Like outside?" – "I give up."
𐙚⋆.˚ "I've been flirting with you for MONTHS." – "Wait, THAT'S what that was?!" – "What did you think it was?!" – "Friendly banter!"
𐙚⋆.˚ "Can I kiss you?" – "Like on the cheek? Sure!" – "No I—" – kisses cheek – "There you go!" – "I'm in pain."
𐙚⋆.˚ "I'm in love with you." – "That's so nice! I love you too, pal!" – "ROMANTICALLY." – "...Oh. OH. Oh no."
( a collection of too close for 'just friends' prompts. adjust phrasing as necessary.) feel free to make edits to better suit your muse.
They’ve always hugged, but lately those hugs linger just a beat too long.
Sharing a bed during a trip—neither of them sleeps much because they’re too aware of the other’s presence.
Accidentally slipping into couple habits (buying each other food, remembering their exact coffee order, fixing their collar, etc.).
Friends teasing them for acting like a couple… and both of them freezing because it hits a little too close.
One notices the other’s dating profile and feels irrationally territorial.
The line between “friendly banter” and “flirting” has gotten blurry.
A partner/bystander points it out bluntly: “You know they’re in love with you, right?”
A fight about boundaries—because one of them wants more, but is terrified of losing the friendship.
A drunken kiss that neither of them can stop thinking about.
Everyone else assumes they’re together already… and they can’t quite correct them.
“Do you have any idea what it does to me when you look at me like that?”
“You’re supposed to be my safe place, not the reason my chest feels like it’s going to explode.”
“We can’t—God, we can’t cross that line.”
“Say it. Say you don’t feel it too, and I’ll drop it.”
“You don’t get to touch me like that and still call it friendship.”
“Stop smiling at me like I’m yours.”
“If this is just friendship, then why can’t I breathe when you’re this close?”
“You’re going to ruin me, and you don’t even know it.”
“One more second like this, and I’m not going to be able to stop myself.”
“Tell me you don’t want me, and I’ll believe you.”
“Don’t kiss me like that and pretend it means nothing.”
“We’re not supposed to do this. We’re not supposed to feel this.”
“I’d rather lose my mind than lose you, and right now I think I’m losing both.”
“Do you want me to beg? Is that what this is?”
“If we cross this line, nothing will ever be the same. And God help me, I still want to.”
“If you keep touching me like that, I won’t be able to stop.”
“Friends don’t ache when the other leaves the room. So what does that make us?”
“Tell me to go, and I will. Please—say something before I do something we can’t take back.”
“Don’t call me your best friend when you’re looking at me like I’m more.”
“If this is nothing, then why does it feel like everything?”
“You don’t get it, do you? Every time you smile at me, it feels like a promise.”
“You’re in my head all the time, and it’s killing me. Friends aren’t supposed to feel like this.”
“If we cross this line, you’re not just my friend anymore. You’re my downfall.”
“You’re standing too close.”
“Do you even know what you’re doing to me right now?”
“Stop making me want something I can’t have.”
“I can’t lose you to this, but God, I can’t stop wanting you either.”
“You’re looking at me weird.”
“That wasn’t a… friendly thing to say.”
“Do you always stand this close?”
“Why does it feel different when it’s you?”
“You’re supposed to be my best friend, not the one making my heart race.”
“That… didn’t sound like a joke.”
“Stop holding me like that. Friends don’t hold each other like that.”
“Do you even realize how you’re looking at me right now?”
“Don’t call me yours. You don’t mean it.”
“I can’t breathe when you touch me like that.”
“Say we’re still just friends. Lie to me.”
“We’re not supposed to want this.”
“If this is nothing, then why does it feel like everything?”
“One more second and I’m not going to be able to stop myself.”
“Every time you laugh, I forget we’re not allowed to be more.”
“Tell me you don’t feel it. Please. Tell me I’m imagining this.”
“You can’t just kiss me and act like it means nothing.”
“I’m trying so hard not to want you, and you’re making it impossible.”
“If you keep looking at me like that, I swear I’ll ruin everything.”
“Tell me to go, or I’m not going to.”
“You’re mine. God help me, I don’t care what we call it—you’re mine.”
“I’d rather destroy this friendship than pretend I don’t want you anymore.”
“Do you want me to beg? Because I will.”
“We’ve already crossed the line. The second I realized I loved you, we did.”
“Stop staring at me like that. You’re my best friend.”
“You can’t just… say stuff like that. We’re supposed to be friends.”
“Friends don’t make my heart do backflips when they smile.”
“Why does it feel like I’m cheating when you go on dates?”
“Don’t hold my hand if you don’t mean it.”
“We’ve been friends for years, so why does it suddenly feel different?”
“Don’t kiss me like that if you’re going to pretend it didn’t happen.”
“You’re supposed to be the one I tell about my crush, not be the crush.”
“That’s not a friendly kind of jealousy.”
“If we’re just friends, then why do I feel like you’re mine?”
𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬!
inspired by and taken from sabrina carpenter's ❛ a nonsense christmas ❜, adapt if you need to!
— ❝ 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑘 𝑖 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑚𝑦 𝑚𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑙𝑒𝑡𝑜𝑒. ❞ — ❝ 𝑖'𝑣𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑎 𝑏𝑎𝑑 _______, 𝑔𝑢𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑖'𝑚 𝑔𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑖𝑛' 𝑐𝑜𝑎𝑙.. ❞ — ❝ 𝑖 𝑛𝑒𝑒𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑙𝑒𝑠 𝑑𝑖𝑐𝑘𝑒𝑛𝑠! ❞ — ❝ ...𝑤𝑒𝑙𝑙, 𝑖'𝑙𝑙 𝑏𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑣𝑖𝑥𝑒𝑛. ❞ — ❝ 𝑛𝑜, 𝑛𝑜.. 𝑖'𝑚 𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑘𝑖𝑛' 𝑜𝑝𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑠𝑚𝑎𝑙𝑙, 𝑠𝑜, 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒.. 𝐵𝐼𝐺 𝑠𝑛𝑜𝑤𝑏𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑠. ❞ — ❝ 𝑙𝑒𝑡 𝑚𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑚 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑢𝑝.. 𝑦𝑜𝑢'𝑣𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑛𝑜𝑤. ❞ — ❝ 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑔𝑜𝑡 𝑎 𝑛𝑒𝑤 𝑡𝑜𝑦 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑚𝑒? ❞ — ❝ 𝑖'𝑚 𝑜𝑢𝑡 ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑡𝑟𝑖𝑚𝑚𝑖𝑛' 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑡𝑟𝑒𝑒. ❞ — ❝ 𝑤𝑒𝑙𝑙, 𝑖 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑤𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑐ℎ𝑟𝑖𝑠𝑚𝑎𝑠ℎ.. ❞ — ❝ 𝑦𝑜𝑢'𝑟𝑒 𝑚𝑦 𝑤𝑖𝑠ℎ 𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡. ❞ — ❝ 𝑖 𝑐𝑎𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 ℎ𝑜𝑙𝑖𝑑𝑎𝑦 𝑔𝑙𝑒𝑒! ❞ — ❝ 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑠𝑎𝑖𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑚𝑦 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑐𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠 𝑏𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑟.. ❞ — ❝ 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑎𝑐𝑡 𝑡𝑜 ❛ ℎ𝑎𝑠 𝑎 𝐻𝑈𝐺𝐸 𝑛𝑜𝑟𝑡ℎ 𝑝𝑜𝑙𝑒❜ . ❞ — ❝ 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘𝑖𝑛' 𝑎𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑔𝑜𝑡 𝑚𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑐ℎ𝑟𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑚𝑎𝑠. ❞ — ❝ 𝑦𝑜𝑢'𝑙𝑙 𝑏𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑎 𝑐𝑙𝑎𝑢𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑖'𝑙𝑙 𝑏𝑒 𝑚𝑟𝑠. - 𝑚𝑟. - 𝑚𝑟𝑥. ❞ — ❝ 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘 𝑎𝑡 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑠𝑒 𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑠! ❞ — ❝ ...𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢'𝑟𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑖𝑛' 𝑑𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑚𝑛𝑒𝑦, 𝑖𝑡 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙𝑠 𝑠𝑜𝑜 𝑔𝑜𝑜𝑑. ❞ — ❝ 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑎 𝑠𝑒𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐ℎ𝑟𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑚𝑎𝑠 𝑙𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑠? 𝑖'𝑙𝑙 𝑡𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑎 𝑟𝑖𝑑𝑒. ❞ — ❝ 𝑎 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑟 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑦! 𝑖'𝑚 𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑘𝑖𝑛' 𝑑𝑒𝑐𝑘𝑖𝑛' 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑒 ℎ𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑠, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑝𝑖𝑘𝑖𝑛' 𝑒𝑔𝑔𝑛𝑜𝑔. ❞ — ❝ 𝑏𝑜𝑦, 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑝𝑎𝑐𝑘𝑎𝑔𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑡𝑜𝑜 𝐵𝐼𝐺 𝑡𝑜 𝑔𝑖𝑓𝑡-𝑤𝑟𝑎𝑝.. ❞ — ❝ 𝑖 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑠𝑛𝑜𝑤𝑓𝑙𝑎𝑘𝑒𝑠 𝑖𝑛 𝑚𝑦 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑚𝑎𝑐ℎ 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑤𝑒'𝑟𝑒 𝑘𝑖𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑛'.. ❞ — ❝ 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠? 𝑚𝑦 𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑒 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑔𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑖𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑒. ❞ — ❝ ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒'𝑠 𝑎 𝑙𝑖𝑙' 𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑜𝑙 𝑖 𝑤𝑟𝑜𝑡𝑒, 𝑖𝑡'𝑠 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑒.. ❞ — ❝ 𝑠𝑜.. ℎ𝑜𝑤 𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑐𝑘𝑙𝑦 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑏𝑢𝑖𝑙𝑑 𝑎 𝑠𝑛𝑜𝑤𝑚𝑎𝑛? ❞ — ❝ 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑘 𝑓𝑎𝑠𝑡! ❞
𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐬
Send me "I'd totally fuck you" to see my character's reaction
genuinely so disappointed in how low my muse has gotten lately, so will return any replies soon.
*-`~ this is an open invitation to bother my muse. ask them questions, poke them, throw something at them, whatever. anons welcome
⋆｡‧˚ʚ💋ɞ˚‧｡⋆ 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐦𝐞. 𝐧𝐨𝐰. (VERY USFT!!!!) 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 - send ‘reverse’ for the sender and receiver to swap. adjust wording as needed!
[ grind ] sender straddles receiver’s lap and starts grinding against them, slow and intentional
[ whisper ] sender leans in and whispers exactly what they want to do to receiver in excruciating detail
[ wristgrab ] in the middle of a heated moment, sender pins receiver’s wrists above their head
[ needy ] sender pulls receiver into their lap, desperate and breathless, kissing them like it’s not enough
[ tease ] sender drags their lips and tongue down the length of receiver’s stomach, but stops just before going lower
[ undone ] sender undresses receiver one piece of clothing at a time, dragging it out with loaded glances
[ taste ] sender drops to their knees and starts kissing up the inside of receiver’s thighs
[ lapfull ] sender drags receiver onto their lap in the middle of a conversation, their hands already wandering
[ control ] sender takes full control, guiding receiver’s hands, body, and every motion
[ tug ] sender grips receiver’s hair and yanks their head back to kiss them roughly
[ choke ] sender wraps a hand lightly around receiver’s throat while their lips are barely apart
[ lipbite ] sender bites down on receiver’s bottom lip while grinding against them
[ praise ] in the middle of it all, sender whispers praise between every movement "just like that," "you're doing so good," "don’t stop"
[ beg ] sender makes receiver beg for it
[ mouthy ] sender licks into receiver’s mouth mid-kiss, messy and aggressive
[ suck ] sender sucks a mark into receiver’s neck, possessive and without shame
[ edge ] sender brings receiver right to the brink, over and over, refusing to let them finish
[ wrecked ] sender has one goal: to leave receiver trembling and ruined beneath them
[ needy grind ] clothes still on, sender grinds against receiver until they’re both panting, desperate for more
[ between ] sender slips a hand between receiver’s thighs while whispering, “you’ve been wanting this, haven’t you?”
[ ride ] sender pushes receiver down and climbs on top, holding eye contact the entire time
[ spit ] sender leans over and lets spit drip into receiver’s mouth before kissing them hard
[ mess ] clothes scattered, sheets ruined, bodies tangled—sender and receiver didn’t hold back
[ slow ] sender draws everything out. every stroke, every breath, every motion unbearably slow
[ possessive ] sender fucks receiver like they’re trying to make sure no one else ever will
[ overstim ] sender keeps going even after receiver's already shaking from release
[ grip ] sender grabs receiver by the hips, holding them in place while taking full control
[ hot & heavy ] sender and receiver go at it somewhere they absolutely shouldn’t
[ control freak ] sender lets receiver think they're in charge… until they flip the roles mid-way
[ lips everywhere ] sender kisses every part of receiver’s body.
[ breathless ] sender doesn’t let up until receiver is clawing at their back, gasping for air
[ all night ] sender makes sure receiver doesn’t sleep... again, and again, and again
[ tongue ] sender slides their tongue along receiver’s skin, taking their time tasting every inch
[ dark corner ] they don’t make it home! sender drags receiver into a shadowed corner and gets to work
[ eye contact ] sender holds eye contact the entire time they’re going down on receiver
[ mirror ] sender takes receiver in front of the mirror so they can both watch
𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞
❝ i want to hear every sound you make. don’t hold back. ❞
❝ get on your knees—now. ❞
❝ you’re not leaving this bed until i say so. ❞
❝ look at you. all mine and dripping for it. ❞
❝ you said 'just one more time' last time, remember? ❞
❝ keep quiet, or they’ll hear. ❞
❝ is this what you wanted? me, like this, ruining you? ❞
❝ you’re shaking—already? we’ve barely started. ❞
❝ i haven’t even touched you yet, and you're already begging. ❞
❝ be good for me and spread your legs. ❞
❝ don’t you dare finish until i tell you to. ❞
❝ you’re going to be the death of me, but i’ll die happy. ❞
❝ say it. say you need me. say it louder. ❞
❝ i could do this all night. want to test me? ❞
❝ if you want more, use your words. ❞
❝ you look so pretty when you beg. ❞
❝ you’re not shy now, are you? ❞
❝ take it. like that. good. ❞
❝ tell me where you want my mouth. ❞
❝ don’t bite your lip—moan. i want to hear it. ❞
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Listen.
It’s not okay to have your child be scared of you. That isn’t respect. That’s control.
It’s not okay to have your child obey you at all times in order for you to love them. That isn’t high standards. That’s manipulation.
It’s not okay to force your child become what you wanted to become. That isn’t wanting the best for them. That’s living vicariously through them.
It’s not okay to take away your child’s basic needs as a punishment. That isn’t teaching them. That’s hindering them.
It’s not okay to dictate your child’s sexuality or gender. That isn’t normalizing them. That’s repressing them.
It’s not okay to berate your child’s appearance or intelligence for being what you think is sub-par. That isn’t toughening them. That’s bullying them.
It’s not okay to take out your stress on your child. That isn’t parenting. That is abusing.
It’s completely okay to distance yourself from your parents. That’s not unloving. That, sometimes, is self care.
reblog if you are firmly against the use of AI in roleplay spaces. this is not the place for AI-written drivel or generated images.
what’s a girl gotta do to get a lil kissy on the top of her head
Valentine’s Day Application
Name:
Age:
Do you like to cuddle?:
Can we make-out?:
A night in or dinner out?:
Whip cream or chocolate syrup?:
Chocolates and roses?:
What makes you a good Valentine?:
Would you cook for me?:
Would you let me cook for you?:
Where would you take me on a date?:
Who’s paying?:
What did you get me for Valentine’s Day?:
🌼
consider this a sign...
...to be kinder to yourself.
no matter what life has been so far, you deserve more kindness from yourself.
treat yourself gently. care for yourself. go easy on yourself. you're precious ✨
Reblog if you will NOT roleplay with those under 18.
NOTE TO MINORS: Many of those who reblog this and similar posts are adults who write mature content, which may include sexual content, and as such it is for their legal protection as much as yours that their blogs are age restricted.
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WHEN I FOLLOW YOU, I WANT TO INTERACT. I don’t follow for follow, I follow you because I’m interested in your character and want to write with you. sometimes, even when you follow me, I’m too shy to approach, or I’m just not really sure HOW. please; if I’m following you, shoot me a message. go ahead and RANDOMLY JUMP IN MY INBOX. Something – just know that if I follow you, I WANT to interact with you!!
