* 𝐋𝐔𝐒𝐓 / 𝐒𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐑.

── it’s easy to get high off someone else’s lips, and ignore that thudding in your stomach, that constant reminder that you’re far from normal.

[guiltplea]

even tho it isn’t done yet because stats are always a bitch ... i’ve decided to move all my babies over here .  so if you still wanna write and junk ,  i’ll see ya over there .

[guiltplea]

altitudc replied to your post: ugh finally i’m back on tumblr Officially but also...

who dis

!!!!!!! i’m sorry i love u 

[guiltplea]

ugh finally i’m back on tumblr Officially but also i’ve been spending the past couple days on my boys’ blog .

[crimsonhaven]

if formatted replies     /     starters doesn’t bother you     ,     please like     /     reblog this post so i know     (     since it seems people are intimidated by it     ,     so this is also to let them know that they shouldn’t be and should just approach you to write     ).

[altitudcarchive]

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[guiltplea]

BROCK:   if  you  say  so . BROCK:   i  mean ,  have  i  ever  invited  you  there  ?  no . BROCK:   let’s  be  honest ,  you’re  not  going  to  replace  me . BROCK:   and  if  you  did  it’d  only  be  to  annoy  me . BROCK:   so ,  at  some  point  we’re  gonna  have  to  find  a  way  to  get   you  to  admit  you  were  wrong .

FALLON:   i don’t remember there being an outright no either .  FALLON:   oh 100% it would .  FALLON:   good to know it’d work in annoying you too .  FALLON:   what am i supposed to be admitting i’m wrong about again ? 

[altitudcarchive]

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[guiltplea]

BROCK:   i  could  i  just  choose  not  to . BROCK:   for  now . BROCK:   if  only . BROCK:   because  i’m  not  seeking  you  out  in  your  place  of  work . BROCK:   i’m  busy ,  jesus  christ . BROCK:   i  have  no  doubt  you  can ,  but  you  won’t .

FALLON:   uh huh .  FALLON:   i’ve already proved i can be . FALLON:   how was i supposed to know the clubhouse was some big bad sacred place ?  FALLON:   keep talking big . 

[altitudcarchive]

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[guiltplea]

BROCK:   you  think  i  couldn’t  get  rid  of  you  if  i  wanted  to  ? BROCK:   it  wasn’t  one . BROCK:   i  don’t  recall  you  ever  being  right . BROCK:   and  you  coming  around  the  clubhouse  proves  you  don’t  know  me  at  all . BROCK:   i  don’t  like  to  mix  business  and  whatever  you  are .

FALLON:   i know you couldn’t .  FALLON:   mostly because you don’t want to . FALLON:   ugh remind me to only sit at home like a good little girl then . FALLON:   why am i the only problem here ? FALLON:   you could work to be a little less fickle , coming and going only when you see fit . FALLON:   i have needs too and i can easily find someone to fulfill them elsewhere .

[altitudcarchive]

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[guiltplea]

BROCK:   of  course  you  are . BROCK:   i’m  pretty  sure  i  couldn’t  push  you  away  whatever  i  did . BROCK:   oh  no ,  let  me  clarify . BROCK:   i  don’t  share  with  my  guys ,  there’s  a  reason  they  hire  prostitutes  and  i  don’t . BROCK:   why  can  you  never  admit  you  were  in  the  wrong  ?

FALLON:   exactly .  you’re stuck with me until i get tired of you . FALLON:   i’m going to take that as a compliment .  FALLON:   .. even if that wasn’t what it was .  FALLON:   because i’m always right ?  FALLON:   it’s like you don’t know me at all .

[altitudcarchive]

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[guiltplea]

BROCK:   yeah  but  i  didn’t  think  you  were  stupid . BROCK:   well ,  okay  then . BROCK:   if  you’re  willing  to  settle  for  lesser  men  then  i  don’t  have  to  keep  babysitting  you . BROCK:   you’re  welcome  to  them ,   but  i’ll  no  longer  be  an  option . BROCK:   i  don’t  do  sharing .

FALLON:   i’m just gonna ignore that .  FALLON:   come on . FALLON:   you should know by now demeaning me is going to do the exact opposite of push me away ..  FALLON:   hm .  sounds exclusive .

[altitudcarchive]

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[guiltplea]

BROCK:   i  feel  like  maybe  you  should  have  listened  the  first  time  then . BROCK:   i’m  not  feigning  hard  to  get . BROCK:   i  was  working ,  damn . BROCK:   you  clearly  haven’t  seen  some  of  the  guys  then .

FALLON:   you and i both know i’m no good at listening .  FALLON:   i don’t know why you’re acting so surprised ? FALLON:   don’t make it sound so ominous .  FALLON:   if i was just a smidge more horny ,  i could’ve lowered my standards enough .. 

[thebiotechwriter-deactivated201]

“You must be ready to burn yourself in your own flame; how could you rise anew if you have not first become ashes?”

— Friedrich Nietzsche, Thus Spoke Zarathustra

[fcideas]

[gravekeeps]

indiethcttie:

not to be dramatic or anything but i really want a sugar daddy/sugar baby plot where the muse a is “ happily ” married ceo of a big company with shit tons of money and muse a goes out to a local bar just to chill when they meet muse b. ofc they hit it off and go in muse a’s car and fuck all night and in the morning muse a offers muse b a proposition, if muse b agrees to be muse a’s mistress then muse a will give muse b anything they want starting their sugar baby/sugar daddy relationship. it’s all good until muse a sees muse b all over another guy and looses it and gets into a huge fight with muse b that ends with muse a fucking muse b up against his car and yea gimmie this smut i need sneaky around and sexting while around his wife nd getting him riled up like yes pls thank u 

i also really want a sugar baby/ sugar daddy plot/ gang leader/princess  plot, muse a is the leader of a notorious gang that’s known all over. muse a is looked up to by everyone. his sugarbaby , muse b, is always by their side making them feel better and distressed. that could lead to rough sex anywhere and everywhere in their house or simply just cuddling or even muse b showing off their new lingerie that muse a bought them just for being a good lil babe i just want a badass givin spanks to his cute lil princess pls n thank u 

i really want a poly sugar baby / sugar daddy plot , just imagine muse a and muse b are happily married looking for some excitement in their life. that’s why they sign up for some random hookup site and find muse c. they were both immediately drawn to muse c and wanted them to ‘ join ‘ their relationship. muse a is on the fence a little but with some convincing from muse c they finally are on board. muse a and muse b pamper muse c like their sweet baby ,nd fuck the shit outta them all the time ,and this could just be full of smut and fluff and angst nd maybe a baby along the way but that depends 

if you are interested please im me i have so much muse for these !! any of these can be m/m or f/f or f/m  !!

[altitudcarchive]

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[guiltplea]

BROCK:   please  tell  me  it  isn’t  true  you  dropped  by  the  clubhouse . BROCK:   you  can’t  possibly  be  that  stupid . BROCK:   i  get  that  you’re  desperate  to  be  near  me  but  damn . BROCK:   could  have  gotten  yourself  tied  up  in  the  back  room .

FALLON:   i did .  FALLON:   i feel like we’ve already had this conversation before .  FALLON:   maybe if you weren’t so adamant about feigning hard to get , we wouldn’t have this issue .  FALLON:   honestly ?  wouldn’t have been opposed to it .

[guiltplea]

▉   𝐬𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐚.

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   form  practically  trembles  with  annoyance ,  cares  little  when  it’s  her  receiving  attention  from  others  but  when  HE  starts  to  get  occasional glances  and  free  drinks  that’s  when  there’s  an  issue   /    currently  watching  from  the  bar  as  several  girls  tried  their  hand  at  approaching  her  man .   it’s  not  that  she  doesn’t  trust  him ,  it’s  that  she  doesn’t  trust  the  hoard  of  skanks  huddled  in  the  corner  of  the  room  watching  him  like  horny  vultures .  impatiently  waits  for  her  drinks  to  be  presented  before  she’s  venturing  back  towards  him ,  glasses  abandoned  on  the  nearest  surface  as  she  takes  matters  into  her  own  hands  ;  staking  her  claim .  gaze  isn’t  on  him  though ,  it’s  firmly  settled  upon  the  females  mere  metres  from  their  table   ––   maintains  that  eye  contact  as  she  helps  herself  to  a  spot  upon  his  lap   /   own  legs  straddling  his  as  bare  arms  rest  upon  his  shoulders .  ‘  if  sucking  you  off  in  the  middle  of  this  bar  is  what  it  takes  to  get  those  assholes  to  back  off  i’ll  do  it ,  in  fact  maybe  you  should  fuck  me  right  here   ––   think  we’d  get  arrested  ?  ’  femme  poses ,  allowing  her  hips  down  harder  against  him  /  words  spilling  out  of  her  mouth  rather  fast ,  allows  lips  to  press  against  his  cheek  to  stop  herself  from  suggesting  anything  further .

     gaze  never  truly  sets  apart  from  her .  even  when  brown  irises  find  favor  amongst  inanimate  objects  deemed  curious ,  the  bulk  of  his  attention  relies  on  her  presence .  (  or lack there of ,  as displayed now .  )  stoic  expression  finding  home  amongst  his  visage  proves  no  entertainment  for  the  other  females  that  litter  alongside  the  far  wall ,  no  more  than  bees  flying  against  the  wind .  it  isn’t  in  his  nature  to  let  his  eyes  wander ,  a  fact  that  had  been  embedded  in  his  mannerisms  even  before  she  had  come  along  ;  though  luck  knows  only  a  fool  would  think  the  others  flittering  about  the  room  could  compare  to  her  in  the  slightest .  truth  lays  in  the  exhale  that  slips  past  his  nostrils  when  the  blonde  is  in  front  of  him  again ,  the  most  careful  upturn  of   either  corner  of  his  mouth  drifting  a  small  smile  only  she  could  detect .  the  weight  of  her  is  a  comfort  he  can’t  admit  to  aloud ,  though  the  way  sturdy  hands  settle  at  the  small  of  her  back  may  prove  more  than  vowels  ever  could .  ‘  we  could ,  ’  his  tone  remains  casual ,  brown  eyes  now  mapping  the  hollows  and  peaks  of  her  face  as  if  the  minutes  apart  had  him  blind .  ‘  and  should .  ’  tip  of  his  index  finger  teases  along  the  seam  of  her  dress ,  traveling  south  to  settle  palms  against  the  globe  of  her  rear .  ‘  would  you  wanna  play  inconspicuous ?  try  keeping  yourself  quiet  enough  so  people  have  to  double-take  to  see  if  your  hips  are  actually  rolling forward ?  ’  his  jaw  tips  slightly  down  toward  his  chest ,  an  excuse  to  let  his  volume  lower  a  touch .  ‘ or  would  you  rather  let  your  moans  blend  with  the  noise ?  let  everyone  here  know  that  you’re  mine .  ’

[guiltplea]

i finally copped myself a charger for my laptop so i’m officially   back .   like this for a starter, probably   definitely   on the shorter side bc i’m rusty .

[chuckclayton]

drunk!charles is my favorite charles