a place where all your darkest dreams come true

indie literate nsfw rp, triggers are probably untagged

[leneemusing]

JEALOUS, FIERCLY PROTECTIVE & TERRITORIAL PROMPTS

feel free to edit pronouns as needed! content warning for some strong language,  threats and implied violence.

to each other:

❝  you’re mine. only mine.  ❞

❝  i’m all yours.  ❞

❝  mine.  ❞

❝  yours.  ❞

❝  we belong to each other.   ❞

❝  you belong to me.  ❞

❝  i belong to you.  only ever you.  ❞

❝  i just didn’t like the way they were looking at you.  like you weren’t mine.  ❞

❝  you know i’m yours,  right?  i only have eyes for you.  ❞

❝  no one else is ever gonna have a chance with me.  you’re it.  you’re all i want.  ❞

❝  i chose you.  and i need you to trust that my decision is final.  trust me.  ❞

❝  wait are you jealous?  ❞

❝  aw,  baby.  it’s cute when you’re jealous.  ❞

❝  i don’t like the way they keep staring at you.   ❞

❝  i don’t like how they keep staring at me.   ❞

❝  are they making you uncomfortable?  i can do something about it.  ❞

❝  no one should even get to look at you unless you want them to.  ❞

❝  stop—  it’s okay.  they’re not worth your anger.  just kiss me.  ❞

❝  stop saying i’m jealous.  i’m not—  i just.  i don’t like having to share. ❞

❝  i’m not jealous,  who said i’m jealous?  ❞

❝  well if i’m all yours then kiss me like it.  ❞

❝  show everyone who i belong to.  ❞

❝  i’m gonna remind them you’re mine.  ❞

❝  i want everyone here to see that you’re mine.  ❞

❝  i want everyone here to see that i’m yours.  ❞

❝  hey—  look at me.  why are you all upset?  ❞

❝  you can’t keep getting your feathers all ruffled when anyone else gives me attention.  ❞

❝  they don’t deserve you—  i don’t deserve you.  but at least i’m aware of it.  ❞

❝  i promise there’s no one else.  you have my heart completely.  ❞

❝  hey,  is this asshole bothering you?  ❞

❝  tell me you’re mine.  ❞

to a third party:

❝  get the fuck away from them!  ❞

❝  look at them like that again and you’ll won’t be seeing anything.  ❞

❝  don’t you dare touch them.  ❞

❝  yeah it’s time to walk the fuck away.  ❞

❝  you’re gonna lose a finger if you don’t get outta my sight right now.  ❞

❝  you heard them,  get lost.  ❞

❝  lucky for you,  i don’t wanna ruin their night.  but i see you sniffing around here again you might not be so fortunate.  ❞

❝  you wanna lose a limb?  beat it,  fucker.  ❞

❝  see,  i woulda left it alone.  but you made them fucking cry.  so now you’re gonna lose your eyes.  ❞

❝  hey,  they said ‘no.’  ❞

❝  hey asshole,  shut the fuck up or i’ll make you shut up.  ❞

❝  what did you just say to them,  you little shit?  ❞

❝  oh yeah.  now you’re all quiet.  not so bold when you’re not the toughest guy in the room,  huh?  ❞

❝  get lost.  ❞

❝  go.  ❞

❝  leave.  before my patience runs out.  ❞

❝  get the fuck outta their face.  ❞

❝  hey,  that’s enough.  ❞

actions:

[ CLAIM ]  for one muse to possessively place their hands on their shoulders or hips. 

[ HOLD ]  for one muse to slide their arm around the other in a possessive way. 

[ SHELTER ]  for one muse to lean into the other’s side or hug them to seek comfort from a crowd or individual while in public. 

[ STAKE ]  for one muse to protectively and/or possessively stand behind the other to intimidate a third party. 

[ RESCUE ]  for one muse to intervene upon seeing a third party making the other one uncomfortable. 

[ CHASE ]  for one muse to interrupt and make a third party leave the other alone out of jealousy/possessiveness. 

[ TENSION ]  for one muse to get in a fight on behalf of the other. 

[ STOP ]  for one muse to break up a fight which started because of them. 

[ MEND ]  for one muse to treat the other’s wounds they got from protecting them. 

[ SCOLD ]  for one muse to treat the other’s wounds they got from fighting over them. 

[ CARESS ]  for one muse to possessively kiss the other in public.

[ TAKE ]  for one muse to passionately kiss the other,  fueled by jealousy. 

[ TAUNT ]  for one muse to flirt with a third party to try and get the other to act possessively. 

[ REMIND ]  for our muses to have passionate sex meant to remind one party who they belong to. 

[ EMBRACE ]  for one muse to dominate the other due to possessiveness/jealousy. 

[ LINKED ]  for one muse to hold the other’s hand in public to stake claim. 

[ INTERTWINE ]  for one muse to hold the other’s hand in public in a comforting manner. 

[forbiddcndcsirc]

fvkelvr·:

UNMOVED AND ANNOYED. irene was only half listening to her brother like she did most of the time he spoke. all he seemed to do is tell her how bad her decisions were. ‘ you talk a lot for someone who has nothing good to say. ’ rolling her eyes, she was uninterested in having some moral code put on her. ‘ as if anyone wouldn’t love getting their cunt stuffed for hours. i mean, what’s so bad about sex anyways? it makes me feel good. it relaxes me. if i want to get pounded without having to deal with cling men, i’m going to do it. ’ hardly about the money, she just liked the thrill. ‘ i don’t need to piss off dad, he’s always pissed off. i don’t do things to get attention from daddy, like someone i know. ’ typical rich kid behavior, but she didn’t care about any consequences that came with her actions. ‘ now if you’ll leave me alone. i’m going back to my very big penthouse where i can dream about getting stuffed with cock some more. ’

The fury in Nik’s veins was boiling when he heard what she said, the way she so recklessly got herself into danger was something that tended to keep him up at night. She had no idea how terrible the world out there could be and how many shitty people would love to take advantage of someone like her, even if she was maybe not realizing right away. “There is nothing bad about it as long as you have it with someone you can trust and not in a shitty run down shack where you could get god knows what kind of STDs and where people could make you disappear easily”, he growled, cutting off her way out of the situation with his body, caging her between his arms. “Of course you are not fucking around for daddy’s attention...”, Nikolaus couldn’t help but chuckle at the way Irene acted like she did this because she actually enjoyed it.

“What can those cocks do that a boyfriend couldn’t?”, not that Nikolaus would ever allow a man in her life like that. He actually had a track record of scaring away her suitors back in school, but if it was what he had to suffer through for the sake of making sure she wasn’t returning to this hellhole, he might be convinced otherwise...

[forbiddcndcsirc]

honeysoaks·:

this  was  a  ploy,  all  a  part  of  her  plan  to  seduce  her  mother’s  new  husband  and  kick  him  out  of  their  lives  for  good,  but  that  didn’t  mean  doing  it  didn’t  feel  good.  there  was  a  sense  of  power  in  being  desired  and  a  strange  sense  of  pleasure  in  being  this  exposed  to  mikhail,  blending  blissfully  with  a  hint  of  guilt  she  never  paid  much  mind  to.  it  was  unimportant  in  comparison.   at  his  command,  prudence  formed  a  v  with  her  index  and  middle  fingers,  spreading  her  lips  for  him  as  he  took  all  the  pictures  he  wanted,  nodding  slowly  at  his  question.      “  i  like  being  played  with,  “    she  tells  him  quietly,  lips  parting  as  his  fingers  touch  her  instead  and  spread  her  lips,  her  own  hand  moving  away.     “  i  like  being  used,  “   another  whispered  confession  designed  to  lure  him  in  further.     “  do  you  want  to  use  me?  do  you  want  me  to  be  your  toy?  “

Mikhail pulled his fingers away, tasting her sweet juice on his fingers with a low growl before he reached back out to her, his index finger gliding up and down her pussy before he pushed it into her hole, pumping his finger a couple of times before he added his middle finger, his mouth watering at the prospect of finally leaning in and eating that sweet pussy out.

“Do you think you can handle being my toy, Красо́тка?”, he asked, putting his phone to the side, making sure to lock it just in case.

[forbiddcndcsirc]

intheirabsence·:

plot: everyone has a guardian angel, they were discovered years ago. your muse has asked matthias to show themselves for years but now, at a very low point, he’s finally showed up as their guardian angel. open to all.

they haven’t realised he’s appeared, his clothes are dated but it only reflects how long since he’s last been visible on earth. what they are on their knee’s for he doesn’t know but.. it makes no difference, matthias still walks to their side and holds an open hand down to the other. “i believe you may be angry at me, for the amount of times i have let you down. my name is matthias, i’m exactly who you asked to see, only you didn’t expect me to truly show up this time.” he’s offering a wary smile, it’s soft and kind. “we should go inside, get you warmed up. i can make you something warm to drink, how about we start there? if you wouldn’t like to talk then we don’t have to talk, but i’d like to help.. however i can, and i’m an excellent listener if you need it.” an angel. only he looks completely normal, human.. he just looks like any other human walking the streets of earth. 

For years, Melike had been hoping and praying that her guardian angel would finally show. Every time fate was throwing her down, every time she felt like she desperately needed the support, her begging was answered by silence, but today, shit really hit the fan. Her now ex-fiancé was back in the arms of her younger sister, who he apparently had fallen in love with her on a holiday four years ago. Throw in her constantly bickering parents and a fainting aunt or two, and you had the disaster that had been her rehearsal dinner. So now here she was on the wet pavement a few blocks away from the restaurant when she heard the gentle voice of someone above her, a hand extended to her and when she looked up she saw a man who had clearly fallen out of time. It took her a moment until the pieces fell into place, and she couldn’t help feel how all her anger was unleashing against her guardian angel, who finally decided to show up to the party. “Great. After all this time, you finally decide to show up?”, her voice was dripping with sarcasm as she tried to get up, feeling how her heel was breaking, knowing this would end with her back on her ass. Melike reaches down to get the 500 bucks heels off of her feet, not even wanting to think about that right now.

“I don’t need a warm drink or someone to talk. What I truly need is enough liquor to erase the memory of the past 4 years give or take, but I doubt there is enough booze in the world to achieve that, so...”

[forbiddcndcsirc]

honeysoaks·:

her  eyes  open  quickly  the  second  she  hears  the  door  close  and  a  sense  of  pride  consumes  her  when  prudence  finds  that  mikhail  is  standing  inside  her  room  instead  of  locking  himself  out,  as  he  probably  should  have.  the  bulge  in  his  pants  is  just  another  sign  that  she’s  getting  exactly  what  she  wants,  and  that  maybe  getting  him  on  her  mother’s  bad  side  will  be  much  easier  than  prudence  originally  anticipated.  faux  innocence  blends  with  lust  behind  dark  eyes  when  she  looks  at  him,  slowly  pulling  her  fingers  out  of  herself  to  give  him  a  better  look.    “  i  can  be  a  good  little  slut  for  you,  “   she  says  softly,  bites  down  on  her  lower  lip.    “  i  won’t  tell  my  mom.  you  can  even  take  a  picture  of  me  like  this  if  you  want,  use  it  against  me  if  i  ever  do.  “   she  lies,  perfectly  aware  she  can  still  spin  it  in  her  favor.

Mikhail was more than aware this was her attempt to make him feel secure, at ease while he took from her, a feeling that a man with less a brain would have been lured into but Mikhail knew better than that, very much sure of himself that even if she were to go to his wife, 10 minutes between her legs and she would be scolding her daughter for seducing her husband, he was sure of that. Nevertheless, he pulled out his private phone as he walked closer, taking a few pictures of her exposed cunt. “Spread those lips more for me, Малы́шка”, his voice turning darker when he spoke russian. It was a thing that happened almost naturally whenever he switched to his mother tongue, and it led to a low rumbling in his chest as he kept on taking pictures while his finger spread her lips now, his fingers coated in her juice.

“Is that what you do every night? Sate the hunger of your cute little pussy wishing someone else would help you out?”

[crmincls]

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[forbiddcndcsirc]

sinncdsculs·:

open to : m  possible connections : step/father/brother/uncle/etc family member, older neighbor, professor, etc, just anyone who might have a reason to be in the house

it wasn’t unusual to see aubree in such a state - her urges came out of nowhere, and when it happened, she usually didn’t have the willpower to resist. if she was in public she might be able to manage, but when she knew - or thought - she was alone? that familiar clenching between her legs, eager to be filled, was just too needy and insistent to be ignored. which is precisely how she’d ended up like this, bend over with her tight skirt rucked up around her hips, her fingers working quickly in and out of her clenching cu.nt, the wet noises practically obscene as they sounded from between her thighs. so close to the release she was desperately chasing, she was only aware enough of someone walking into the room for her head to rise, eyes coming in contact with the man’s in question as a needy whimper fell from her lips.

This wasn’t the first time Jason caught the young woman like this, panties down and fingers fucking her pussy, and he couldn’t help but wonder why this always had to happen to him. As a man he was clearly seeing that she had grown into a beautiful woman, as her single father, he knew that this absolutely wrong. “Aubree...”, his voice was strained, contemplating how to reign her in and make sure no neighbour would peak in through the windows, witnessing the way his daughter acted.

“We talked about this”, he started, making a step towards her to stop her from fucking herself, knowing that she was shameless enough to continue. And for the sake of his sanity and the growing bulge in his pants, he had to make sure that this was ending before he could have a serious talk with her.

[forbiddcndcsirc]

imperfectox·:

open to: anyone

maia was in public with the other and she lost a bet. she felt humiliated but a bet’s a bet and she was true to her word. the young woman had a vibrator shoved between her legs as the two walked around the crowded supermarket. she was doing everything not to make a sound but her legs were trembling and she could feel her thighs slowly getting moist by the second. they were controlling the strength of the vibrations but she knew she wouldn’t last any longer if they continued on at this pace. “p-please.” she whimpered in a soft tone, “i-i can’t t-take it.”

Nik thought it was hilarious to see her like this, legs shaking while a stream of juice was running down her thigh. Not much longer and it would be visible for everyone around them, how much of a little slut she was, how desperate and needy, mind blurred by the pleasure that came from the vibrator that was buried deep inside her pussy. He walked up behind her, the growing bulge in his jeans pressed against her cute little butt. “You know that a bet is a bet, darling”, he whispered into her ear, using the remote control of the vibrator in his pocket, turning it to max level.

“Now be a good little girl and work off the grocery list, then I might be nice and let you ride my dick in the parking lot”

[forbiddcndcsirc]

honeysoaks·:

♡  OPEN TO:  m / f / nb ♡  PLOT:  "you’ve just married one of my parents, but i don’t want yet another step parent. so i’m gonna tease you until you cave in.” ♡  MUSE:  prudence quinn (25 ,  pansexual  ,  verse,  anya taylor-joy)

she’s  memorized  their  routine  by  now,  learned  their  habits  and  that’s  exactly  how  she  knows  they’ll  be  on  that  couch  with  the  tv  on  while  the  rest  of  the  house  is  asleep  upstairs.  in  her  downstairs  bedroom  with  the  door  ajar,  prudence  lays  on  her  bed  with  her  legs  spread  and  leather  cuffs  trapping  her  ankles  to  the  bed  posts  as  she  holds  a  bullet  vibrator  to  her  clit,  moaning  softly  but  loud  enough  to  be  heard  as  two  fingers  ever  so  slowly  move  in  and  out  of  her.

For Mikhail, this marriage was convenience first and foremost. His new wife was well established in NYC, came from old money, and spent all her life as a socialite. She was the door opener he needed, and she was a decent enough fuck to sate his basic needs... at least until he had all he needed and could dump her again. To lure her in was much easier than he had anticipated. A few gifts, some sweet words and willingly going down on her had been more than enough to accept his proposal and for the times he needed to blow off some steam, there was still his secretary that was willing to bend over without him even having to ask. The only thing he had not taken into account enough were the children of his new wife, her youngest in particular. She still lived at home and when he first met her after their engagement, he knew he was in for a ride. Every fibre of her being showed how pissed off she was at the entire arrangement, and if there would have been a beating heart in his chest instead of the ice, he would have understood. But he was not that kind of man, so he grudginglyput up with all her shenanigans. He had made it a habit to sit down in front of the TV late at night, to check in on some news from his home and just to avoid waking his wife while she was not yet fully asleep, which would very likely lead to one of her many terrible attempts at giving him a blowjob. So after the news were over, he would put on some porn and jerk off, but tonight, he heard a woman’s moaning before he even went to the website, and it made his cock stir in his pants. This was not his wife, no... it was his stepdaughter and as much as he knew that this could end with him losing his wife as an asset, he could not fight the curiosity growing in him that wanted to find out what was going on. So he got up, the tent in his slacks very much obvious as he walked to her room, his footsteps as quiet as they could possibly be he sneaked down the corridor until he could see through her open door and what a sight it was. Widespread, cuffed legs, a pussy glistering and wet only begging to be fucked and her cute tits moving with every lustful breath she drew. He knew that this show was for him, an obvious attempt to break apart the marriage she had detested from day one, but there was a plan forming in his mind. He could have both, his wife’s influence and her daughter’s cute little pussy. No longer quiet he walked into the room, closing the door behind him to get her attention to him.

“What a cute little slut you are... but I am sure you got that from your dad. Your mother would never...”

[the-yennefer]

R A R E S P E C I E S

[forbiddcndcsirc]

fvkelvr·:

PLOT: irene was caught coming out of a glo*ryhole by her brother/ste*pbro.

‘ YOU ARE SUCH A JERK. ’ last thing she needed was a scene and that was exactly what he had made. there she was minding her own business, coming out of a place that she loved working at, just to be put over his shoulder like some child. ‘ you are barbaric, you know. if i didn’t know you are such a prude, i would’ve thought you came here for fun, not just torment me. ’ while this was a bit of a pattern for them. irene loved doing reckless things and he loved saving her, or whatever he considered it, from herself. ‘ jesus, learn to handle yourself with some class, please. i work here. i don’t want to get fired because you’re mad i’m getting pounding while your girl gives you blue balls. ’

Nikolaus knew that with all the shit going on at home, the constant bickering and fighting between their alcoholic workaholic of a father and their shopaholic socialite mother, it wasn’t much of a surprise that even though people considered them to have everything, they both needed to vent. He had his mixed martial arts and the less than legal fights he got himself into. Not healthy by any stretch of the imagination, but Irene was even more destructive. It wasn’t like she needed the money. Damn, she could buy the whole building if she wanted and their father wouldn’t even realize it, but still. She went in there and allowed anyone with a few bucks on hand to use her like she was some prostitute. The mere thought made Nik feel the fury rage in his chest, mixing with disgust and... jealousy. To think that she would spread her legs for the men he had seen in there, while he.... No, he had to stay focused and once he had carried her a little down the street he went into an alley, putting her back down onto her feet, his eyes wandering over her, the worry clearly visible on his face while his own desire was glittering in his eyes. “You speak of class? In there, you are nothing but a cock sleeve for anyone with some cash...”, he growled back, ignoring the remark about his girlfriend. His sister was right about his blue balls, but it was less for a lack of his girlfriend's virtue or them trying. It was more that whenever he thought of fucking someone, his mind wandered to Irene and even with her on all fours, face pressed into the pillow to muffle her voice, Nikolaus could not fool himself for long enough to actually believe in the charade... so even with an objectively hot woman by his side who wanted into his pants no less, all he could think of was her...

"Are you really that desperate for cock or do you just wanna piss off dad?”

[forbiddcndcsirc]

peccatoriius·:

open to all !

possible scenario - marisol is a casting assistant. your muse can either be the main casting director or the actor/actress she’s talking about.

— her mouth had just about gone dry when she had read through the casting list. she had sworn never to add them to the list again after a bad prior experience. then why, oh why had they ended up on the list, nearly at the top ? she huffed a sigh as she hurriedly walked inside their office, shoulders tight in frustration. “ what is this ? ” she asked, eyebrows furrowed as she stepped closer. “ i gave you a list of potentials this morning ! i thought we were a team , so you went behind my back and added… them ?? no ! absolutely not ! ”

Ferdinand was well known in the industry, the kind of guy you called for big budget productions, with a resume list that was longer than the one of many colleagues combined. And he was proud of that. It was also the reason why he was popular with a lot of A-listers. If you wanted the great jobs, the ones that could get you an Oscar nomination, you had to be in his good graces or the sun of your career was setting sooner than you could type his number. It was something that gave him power, and it wasn’t a secret that he revelled in it. True, he was someone who chose the best person for the job, but in a pool of very pretty and talented fish it was paramount to be liked by him, or no talent in the world could open that door for you. “This is me doing my job”, he was not even looking up from the screen of his phone, debating dinner plans with a friend of his who considered hiring him for her next film project.

“Just because she left you high and dry doesn’t mean she is not qualified for the role”, his gaze was now finally meeting hers.

[forbiddcndcsirc]

ofsacriilege·:

open to m/f/nb - plot: classic arranged marriage wedding night ( modern or period ) !! feel free to add any twists or turns, taboo included, open to smut/fluff/angst or anything else

aria knows the marriage was a good idea, knows how proud her parents were when they saw her in her wedding dress, and even understands how much it’ll benefit their family. still, she feels trapped. she had met her fiancé less than a week ago and now they were married, bound together for life. at the moment, she’s sitting on their bed still in her wedding dress and feeling the pressure of the wedding night. as they step into the room, she gives them an apologetic look. “i know we’re supposed to…you know, consummate the marriage but…i don’t think i can do this,” she admits, voice strained.

Erik knew that when he strong-armed his father into this deal, the old man did only agree with gritting teeth. No matter how much his father had wanted to keep his bastard away from the throne, he was far too smart to let the old man succeed. His mother had paid with madness for his birth, and he was fully intending to pay back the bastard who had taken from her what she was not willing to give freely. His first step was to rally the majority of knights behind him, giving him an army at his disposal, a very good way to convince the lords that not little Alexander, his half brother was fit for the throne but him, the now grown boy they had spit on when he was only five. And with the power of the country now in his hands, asking for beautiful Aria’s hand was nothing but a formality, no matter if she was meant for Alexander or not. There was nothing more satisfying in his life than to see his ravishingly beautiful half sister walking down the aisle on their father’s arm, was to see the hatred for him glimmering in his father’s eyes, knowing that there was nothing in the world that could stop his bastard now, Aria’s hand practically meaning he handed Erik the throne and crown too. With their vows said, and the banquet held, all that was left for them was to retreat to their now shared chamber, so he could finally truly seal the deal and get everything he ever dreamed of... that was until his new wife refused. He knew as well as everyone else that without the marriage consummated it would not be legally binding and until it was so, his father had still time to undo all of his hard work.

“You promised before the gods that you will take your rightful place as my wife, to follow my wishes and obey...”, his voice was tense as was every muscle in his body in a desperate attempt to reign in his infamous temperament. He knew that he could take whatever he wanted from her. Being married to her bastard brother who her mother had painted as a brute and monster was surely not how she had imagined her life, he knew that. All her life her mother probably taught her that she was meant for her brother, just the way her mother had been meant for hers, to keep a bloodline that was pure, the main justification for the dynasty’s long reign. But Erik was not of pure birth. His mother had been nothing but a little distraction while he waited for his true bride, of course she would back out first moment she got. But he couldn’t allow that to happen. Only with her by his side and an heir would he be able to strengthen his power, so her getting cold feet was not in the cards. “Now you break that vow only a few hours later?”

[justanotherrpmeme]

Consequences of Advanced Spellcasting

“ Jesus, we could not have screwed up that spell worse, and we can’t take it back. ” ” Yeah, I don’t really do slow. ” “ There are certain energies, certain spells, which are far too powerful for one magician alone. ” ” If you lose control, they will turn against you. They will kill you. ” “ They will consume you. Change you… into something else. ” ” Hey, babe, it’s me. Um, ahem, just got your message. I’m so sorry, I got stuck. ” “ Never gets old, does it? ” ” Better than money. Better than sex. ” “ We’ve both been so busy with school. ” ” You’re kicking ass. Just don’t forget to manage your shit. ” “ Now, try holding these. ” ” So clean. Very advanced. ” “ This might actually be hard. ” ” What took you so long? I’m starving. ” “ Welcome to our gracious abode. ” ” Oh, come on. He’s a high-strung super nerd. We love those. ” “ I’m not an experienced drinker, ” ” Wait, you don’t wanna try it again, do you? ” “ I need to know the truth, that’s all. ” ” Well, the last time we asked that question, somebody died. ” “ Never mind. What do you care? ” ” You’re stupid. You have a stupid face. ” “ The whole thing is fucking pointless. ” ” You know, as a psychic, you’d think you’d have seen all this coming. ” “ Okay, I’ll work on it. Jeez. ” ” So, it’s got lots of space. Lots of light. It looks really great. ” “ Okay, can we just talk about this now? Where is your head? ” “ Why do I feel like I’m talking to myself? ” ” I’m–I’ve just been busy with class– ” “ Are you seeing someone else? ” ” Why would you ask that? ” “ I’m just–I’m starting to feel like the asshole. ” ” Hey… I love you. You know that. Look, I know I’ve been moody lately, but… I feel a lot better. ” “ We believe it’s a garden variety haunting. ” ” I just–I don’t trust her. ” “ Okay, look. I just– I think trying to drown people seems a little violent. ” ” He may not have even known what he was doing. ” “ So you gonna tell me what’s in the box or… ” ” Shit. Uh, let me– let me try it again. ” “ Should be easy. You’re distracted. ” ” So how do you manage it all? ” “ I’m not judging you. I started out like you and you have a good life. ” ” All I know… you have to mean it for magic to work. ” “ That wasn’t so hard, was it? ” ” Know what? I did hear about that. ” “ Loathe as I am to admit it, I don’t actually know anything. ” ” Sit. Relax. Let your mind wander. ” “ It’s pretty simple. But you gotta start by letting go, tough guy. ” ” That part of my life is behind me. ” “ I know how it sounds, but I was young and… ” ” You know how it is when you’re that age. You get…terrible ideas. ” “ I thought I could make him love me again. ” ” Oh, some kind of love spell? ” “ I thought if I could make myself prettier. ” ” Oh…God. No one warned you how dangerous that was? ” “ Wait here. I’ll be back. I’m gonna fix this. ” ” It was– It was totally untested. ” “ I begged him to stop, but he wouldn’t, and that’s when it went totally out of control. ” ” I think we’re close. Hold this, will you? ” “ Let me do the talking. ” ” What the hell are you doing here? You know these guys? ” “ You say that like I had a choice. ” ” So this is it, huh? The real you. ” “ Do you ever stop to think about how maybe you treated me? ” ” Why are you saying this? ” “ No, that’s not true. I– You know how I felt about you. ” ” Admit it. Just admit it. ” “ So, you’re gonna punish me for that? ” ” I don’t know what else to say. ” “ I’m sorry, but I mean it. You could really get hurt doing this shit, and for what? Grow up. ” ” Do you love magic? Is it in your soul? Is it like the secret heart of what you always were? ” “ I made the mistake of thinking you were just psychic, but it… it’s more complicated. ” ” This is not a joke. You do not have the luxury to mess around now that this is out of the bottle. ” “ You will study this. You will master this. Do you understand? ” ” I don’t know what happened. I don’t know how it got so bad. ” “ How long were you to douchebags gonna leave me out there? ” ” Look, they’re not even alive. Th–they’re… something else. ” “ What? Just because you couldn’t do it? ” ” You’re making it up as you go along ” “ I’m not patronizing you. I’m telling you that this is not a good idea. ” ” I was kinda surprised you called. Thought you disappeared again. ” “ You wanna talk about it? Please? ” ” I– I don’t know how to talk about it. I got involved with something. ” “ I started taking it when I was applying to grad school, and then I was taking more and more. ” ” I– Can I– I don’t know, can I hug you? ” “ I can’t believe it’s you. I missed you so much. I don’t even know what to say. ” ” It’s not gonna work. You have to stop. ” “ Why did you think you had to save me? ”

[forbiddcndcsirc]

intheirabsence​:

He hated to say that he found her whispering prayed almost funny, but it was only because Marcus truly believed that no such thing as a god could ever exist in this world. He was a bit of a cynical man that way, he didn’t think prayers no matter what language brought anything more than reassurance and comfort in the form of hope.. and if this plane was to be truck down by lightning or brought down by electrical failure, by anything.. there’d be no hope of stopping it crashing with hope. He never voiced his opinion about it.. if that brought her some sense of comfort then he’d stay perfectly quiet about it and let it bring her whatever it could. 

He knew the window could be good or bad, sometimes the clouds could look soothing.. though when the plane turned he imagined seeing the very distant ground below would be unsettling for her. “You want this closed?” he asked, other hand tapping the window for reference to what he meant. “It doesn’t bother me either way.” 

He wasn’t normally the kind to talk, and it showed because of the pause between his sentences, he did however turn his attention towards her, he couldn’t quite place why but he didn’t like the woman’s nerves and wanted to at least do what he could to ease them. “You’ve flown before? See there’s going to be about fifteen seconds of uneasy rumbling but it’s just sound from the plane picking up speed.” he explained, hoping that his continuous talking would take her mind away from the fear of it. “Yeah? Why don’t you talk to be about the most unlikely, most silly scenario you could think of? See I think we could discover that dragons do actually exist and end up in the belly of a beast.” he joked, finally cracking a smile from his gloomy expression and when the plane started a quickening decent forward, when the low rumbling sound growled through the plane, he let his fingers hold around her palm and his other hand moved to pat the top of hers. He was so uncaring to this now with how many times he’d done this. 

Once up in the air, when it was nothing more than an easy slow decent angled to the sky he released his hand from being over hers and uncurled his fingers.  Oddly he could’ve stayed like that. “This is the easy part right? You okay?”

“I got onto a plane for the first time when I was four, flying to visit my babushka in Siberia, just like the following 15 years of my life. Every summer holiday we were in the middle of the tundra, three children and the freedom and unlimited possibilities it came with. We had it all, grassy plateaus, lakes, rivers and even the occasional flock of trees one might call a forest if being overly generous”, Anya rambled on, her mind at least taken off the horrors her mind painted for a little while. She knew that it was incredibly kind of this man beside her, taking the time to calm a woman he did not know. She hadn’t met such kindness in years, if even ever, and it made a smile appear on her lips that only widened when he mentioned dragons. “That would actually be an incredible way to go... the last thing I was wondering was how large the population of owls is around here, considering that they amongst geese are one of the bird species that causes the most bird strikes”, Anya looked to the side, her blue eyes finding his brown ones before she felt the weight of his hand leaving hers, causing a weird feeling of discomfort through his body, fading as quickly as it arose, but nevertheless leaving a bitter feeling in her.

“Maybe it also some form of claustrophobia? Being locked up in a flying tin can is probably one of the most crazy things mankind ever came up with”

[forbiddcndcsirc]

prcttyhopcless·:

Open to F 25+ ( x ) 

“no you don’t get it. it’s torture, being around you.” he was a good guy, a good cop and he had never, never let himself get into this sort of situation before and yet here he was now, with her in front of him looking at him like this. noah knew her every move, her every mood even and yet despite knowing her inside and out at this point he wasn’t allowed to do anything about it. “i can’t hang out around you outside of work, in work is almost too much.” 

Melike knew that she was sometimes a lot, her mouth getting her into trouble, even if her heart was one of gold. It was why she was here right now, having quit her job after witnessing one too many times how someone got hurt because there was no one who could help. But she had never expected that it would be her new partner she would put in such a precarious position. From the day they met, Melike felt safe with him and enjoyed their shifts because she had the feeling they worked well together, that their characters were balancing each other out, and sometimes he even laughed when she cracked one of her horrible jokes. It was why she asked him if he wanted to join her for dinner. Melike loved cooking, but it didn’t make much sense if it was just for her... and she wanted to thank him. For looking out for her when they were out on the street together, and for covering her back whenever she got into a heated argument with their chief. Little did she know that it was the exact opposite. “I am sorry, Hartley. I had no idea how much of a burden I am...”, her voice was much quieter than usual when it could be heard booming all throughout the precinct, usually followed by her roaring laughter. But right now, she couldn’t be further from her cheerful self.

“I will get to Jenkins tomorrow and ask for a transfer. I don’t want your work to be more demanding and... torturous than it already is”

[lukearnold]

We cannot be what we were.