shining stars.

rosie / 27 / she & her

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tumblr hates me so my new blog is https://washcdsociety.tumblr.com/

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wishfclthinking​:

open to: all ( f if romantic )

“look, i don’t want to be that old guy that gives you advice, but i look at you and i think there are two versions of how your life can go.”

“WHAT EXACTLY ARE those two paths that my life can go down the path of? Are you really about to lecture me on some shit I did as a fucking mistake?”

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kittywriites​:

[[ open ]] [[ ladies 35+ | rufus/lily vibes from gossip girl ;; they were each other’s first loves but forced apart bc rich people suck, its been years since they’ve seen one another but lately they’ve been seeing more and more of each other and there’s ~tension ]]

By now, he knew the specific sound of her high heels clicking across the floor of the garage, and Owen was grinning before he even slid out from underneath the truck he’d been working on. And sure enough, she was the one click-click-clicking her way towards him. “Y’know, princess,” he said, the decades old nickname rolling off his tongue. “I’ve seen you more in the last month than I have in the last…ten years?” he guessed with a chuckle, gazing up at her from his rolling seat. “You sweet on me again?”

IT WAS EXACTLY what she needed after her divorce, a familiar face that reminded her of times before all that mattered was money. When the stiletto heels echoed down the spiral stairs the last thing she expected was that nickname, sending shivers down her spine. “Darling, i’ve never not been sweet on you.” Madison admitted, her arms wrapping around his neck to welcome him in her embrace. “I can’t tell you how amazing it feels to actually go out again and have fun.” she sighed with relief. “Where are we going?” 

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sorbetkisses​:

“you   need   someone   .   let   me   be   that   person   ,   let   me   be   what   you   need   .”

“I CAN’T LET you - I can’t hurt you and that’s all i do, let people in and break them - sending them to fucking hell when they care and i can’t ... because i’m broken.”

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opodeos​:

oh yes, there comes that shit-eating grin of a man who just won a huge payout at the slots machine. a grin and a quick toast before he dawns half of the glass. palms rubbed together as if warming up and ideas already buzzing in his head.   “Who knows, if you feel particularly adventurous, maybe i WILL see your ass.”   he gives it about three seconds before talking again ; mostly because now he needs to treat her like a spooked deer in the headlights - one wrong thing he says and she folds back into that firm no.   “I kid, I kid, don’t worry. You see, that’s the beauty of working with me.”   she would know if she wasn’t so stubborn before, but he’s not about to ruin it with explanations.   “You’ll do your thing, whatever feels right to you and I will just be there. I like the spontaneity, lately. Makes the pictures look a little bit more alive if they’re not under strict supervision.”

FUCKING STOP NOW, the only words that ran rampant through her mind as she got up and he started to speak. “I really do wonder how you ever get laid, you suck at smooth talking.” she patted down her dress, skintight to show off all of her assets. she was quick to fill her own glass of wine once again and began to take another sip of it. “Look if you make fun of me, I’ll break your camera.” her eyes rolled and she started moving her body, showing off her ass, smiling head on and a few other poses she had practiced alone in a mirror, the last one a bit more wild than the other, crawling to him from the ground. “This is what you wanted right?” Her ass was poking up in the air and just as she took her first crawl, the dress spat up, revealing a thin pink thong and her perky ass.

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kiillmeromantically​:

open to: females (21+) 

idea: your muse could be the daughter of the woman abraham’s seeing or just someone that knows him, he has rejected her more than a few times but she’s trying a whole new approach

please do not like my starters

he had not been anticipating anyone being in his office the moment he flicked the light on. he was exhausted but his mind would not shut off. that was why he figured he could look over the papers he had left. yet that was the last thing on his mind when he saw her sprawled over the leather sofa that was rarely used, not a stitch on. his head tilted and he had to stop himself from doing a double take,” and here i thought you would never do something so bold, cariño.” after all he had told her no more times than he could even remember. he didn’t move any closer but he didn’t go to step out of the room any longer,” and what did you expect for me to do once i saw this, well, display?”

THIS WAS BOLD even for her, however once she had set her mind to something she made it happen and sadly for him, she needed his touch. It wasn’t hard getting into his office, sprawling herself over the cold leather was a different story, her nipples hard under the shining silver piercing she breathed in and just as she was ready to breathe out there he was. “I told you... I get what I want.” her hand went down her nude torso until she was covering the damp core between her legs. “I don’t expect you to do much, but I expect that...” Her eyes dropped to the large, clearly visible, erection. “To be inside of me.” 

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filthdesire​:

♡ WANTED PLOT: coach helping his student st.retch but ends up pushing their shorts to the side and slipping his 👀 with everyone around them

rowan being the biggest p.ervert was the school’s worst kept secret. he was often looking a little too long at his students’ cl.eavage while talking to them; or peeping at his football team while they’re taking a shower in the boys locker room. still, no one dared to question him because he has helped a lot athletes make it big after graduating with his connections. his good looks definitely helped too. no one would question the intentions of a man who looked like him. he has done a great job at masking his p.erverted nature in a form of ‘helping’ his students. he does choose his v.ictims carefully though. only a few is selected to be his new ob.session. ones he knew will be easy to m.anipulate and bl.ackmail. like them. while the rest of the people were doing their own thing on the field, training in groups or solo, he had the the other underneath him. when he saw them in those sk.impy shorts, he could hardly contain himself in his pants. he called out to them and suggested that they needed to stretch, and he would help them. “you seem so tense.. you need to relax.” he breathes out to them as he lifted one of their legs to have them dangle over his vast shoulders. he can feel them right against his crotch. “mm, that’s better.”

WHEN SHE TRANSFERRED here it was almost a rumour, to watch out for the gym teacher but it was easier said then done. faye found herself glancing from the corner of her eye, staring when she probably shouldn’t have and if she was being honest she could tell he watched her too. she simply loved the attention. All the while the gossip about him seemed to go over her head and she assumed that it was all just simple that, gossip. Little did she expect that when she stayed back one evening after cheer practice that she would be greeted with him, shirtless and sweaty. Her jaw almost dropped but she contained herself, what was happening in her shorts was a different story. “Sorry I think moving has just be-” her words cut off as her leg was pulled up to his shoulder, biting down on her lower lip. She could feel him and her jaw dropped, just how big was he? “Oh god that feels... Yeah that feels good.” She reiterated her eyes practically rolling back into her head. “Think I need to take up yoga, heard downwards dog can do wonders.” she teased.

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opodeos​:

“If you get it tattooed on your ass, can I take a picture of it?”   comes a quick quip and, honestly, she should’ve expected it. if anything, she signed up for this too - that sly grin that she’s now being rewarded with and he gloats like a child with a candy in his palm.   “And you know that camera doesn’t hate you. Who hated you were the wankers with pent up mommy issues who were taking pictures of you before and didn’t know what the fuck they were doing.”   it’s a tale as old as time - girl meets boy, boy tries to make her see herself the way he sees her, girl tells him to go fuck himself. he could tell the same story over and over again even though the outcome would be the same as it always is. a solid NO right in his face. well, doesn’t mean he’s not stubborn enough to give it another try. and then another.   “If you hate it, I will delete it and we’ll never talk about it again. Come on. Where’s your sense of adventure?”

IT WAS HARD to say no to him, they’d been best friends for as long as she could imagine but that was one of the main reasons why it was this difficult to fall into his whims. “You wish you could see my ass.” The remainder of her drink warmed her throat as the large wine glass placed on the side table. “My sense of adventure died when you pushed me off the swing in third grade and i broke two of my teeth.” She scolded him, playing with the ends of her dress, her heart rate starting to beat faster and faster. “Okay fine, just one set of pictures but if I hate them I burn your memory card.” Standing up she looked over him at the mirror across the room to fix her hair. “But like - How much is a little bit of skin?” 

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shefcked​:

open to: all

context: cora sent a risqué photo to the wrong number, intending to send it to her spouse/the person she’s dating. your muse got the text instead.

kinks/connections: taboo, age gap, adultery, power dynamics, a/b/o, masturbation, toy use, step/child, step/sibling/in-law, student x teacher, boss/coworker, wrong number/stranger, ex, best friend etc

cora:  [  img  ] cora:  miss u

jaques: holy shit... i’m assuming that wasn’t for me? jaques: my dad’s sitting right next to me, wonder if he could tell it was u 

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weirdnlusty​:

open to characters 21 years old and up (though a little closer to Will’s age is preferred) the plot: your character can get insecure about how wet she gets: Will wants to show her that’s nothing to be ashamed of in the most Will way possible please read my rules before interacting!

“Oh you have nothing to be sorry for, trust me.” From his position on his knees, at the edge of his bed, Will gave her a gentle little flick on the chin to get her to look directly at him for more than a second. “You’re doing nothing wrong. And you just happen to be with someone who is very, very into it.” As if to prove his point, Will ran a finger along her thigh, through the wetness that had spread along her skin, and made a point of maintaining eye contact as he sucked the taste off his finger.

PERCHED UP ON her elbows as she looked down at her boyfriend, bottom lip tightly bitten on her lip. “Are you sure babe... I always feel like it’s too much.” Her voice caught in between words when his fingers went over her already wet core. “It get’s a bit noisy whenever you put yourself in me and I just get embarrassed.” Her eyes, blue like sparkling crystals opened to watch him as he went to his knees, a hand going through dark brown locks to grab onto them for support, her breath already growing heavy. 

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opodeos​:

   - open to: f (21+)    - muse: luther, 37, professional photographer    - possible connections - model, friend, etc. etc.

“Oh come on, just one little favor.”   not a very convincing argument, he is aware as he nods at the camera in his hand as if it’s not yet clear what that favor was. time was running out and his portfolio was looking much emptier than what he would like it to be before bringing it to a potential client. it’s a big gig, one that would help to put him on the map - the good kind of map, one worth at least a couple extra zeroes after that one. so if it meant he’d have to grovel and promise his kidney in return, Luther was… willing to consider.   “You smile, you strike a couple of poses, you show a little skin. I promise, you’ll do great.”   you see, this is where the groveling begins, accompanied by a sly smirk.    “I promise I’ll owe you one.”   one more promise if the first one didn’t really cut it.

HAVING WORKED IN film for practically her entire life, she should have been more comfortable for this - hell she’d watched two people have sex for four hours a few days ago but she simply preferred to be behind the camera. Slouched back in her chair, knees tucked to her chest she was taking a sip of wine when he asked the inevitable question. “How many times in a year do I have to tell you no? Would ya prefer it if I got it tattooed on my ass?” Faustina laughed out shaking her head, “Seriously Luther, you know I hate to say no to you but I can’t the camera is my friend, but the lens? It fucking hates me.” She admitted, pushing dark brown strands of hair out of her face. 

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jxnnwrites​:

Open to: M

Connection: They are in the same friend group but have been seeing each other secretly.

         Emberly was having a good time with her best friend on her birthday, as the night went on more of the friend group showed up to join the party. She had lost count on how many shots she had during the night, the girl in the friend group had started to jokingly grind on each other at some point in the night. Emberly had gotten warm so she took off her sweater but as she did that she heard the group group say that the last friend had finally arrived for the night, she felt her heart skip a beat but didn’t show it, she knew he was going to be there more than likely, she smiled as he walked over, she gave him a hug as did the rest of the friend group “you finally show up.”

COULDN’T BE TOO eager to show up to her party, Romeo knew better than anyone else they had to keep this secretive, they had to be careful on what signs they gave to the rest of the group and showing up before anyone else was a red flag at best. However, three hours late to the party was a bit much, he just lost track of time. When he entered the party all the friends seemingly got up to talk to him but his eyes scanned the sea of heads to find her. Lifting a gift bag with a smirk he nodded. “Didn’t think you’d miss if I wasn’t here.” He teased, wrapping one arm around her waist to hug her. “Happy birthday baby.” Romeo whispered into her ear. 

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like this if ur interested in a nice, slow burn, long distance plot ! dealing with the long nights, the awkward calls, the milestones missed !! ill msg u 

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someone give me a long term, slice-of-life rp ! all the ups and downs, all the good days and bad nights, the angst, fluff and dirty smut ! like this and ill dm u 

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lifescare​:

PLOT            /     off   again   /   on   again   ,   they’re   returning   once   more   to   try   and   get   back   together.   wesley   isn’t   having   it.

OPPOSITE            /       ex   ,   25   +.  

“I   THOUGHT   WE   WERE   OVER?”   says   as   he   walks   around   the   counter   ,   the   bar   entirely   closed   —-   wes   doesn’t   have   the   heart   to   kick   them   out   ,   so   he   settles   for   silent   rage.   “you   can’t   keep   comin’   ‘round   like   a   lost   puppy   every   time   your   last   toy   leaves   you.”

“DON’T GIVE ME that shit!” Clera cursed out falling back down on his sofa. “You don’t want me to come? You fucking love it. It feeds that precious little ego of yours knowing he didn’t satisfy me like you do.” Eyes roll taking his left over drink from the table and placing it on his lower lip. 

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lcseyourself​:

      Dexter felt his jaw tighten the at the blonde’s confession and sure Clera hadn’t been exactly wrong when implying he didn’t care what she did anymore since that is what he had told her when he called things off between the two.   “ I’m going to fucking kill him.  “

THIS WAS EXACTLY the reaction she was hoping for, taking a step closer to him she reached for his wrist and pulled his hand closer to her mouth, taking his thumb into it to suck on it gently. “Do you miss my mouth daddy? Is that why you’re jealous?”

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lcseyourself​:

         “ Answer my fucking question Clera ! “   Annoyance more than evident in Dexter’s tone. 

A SLY SMIRK played on her lips as she nodded her head once. “Didn’t really fuck him, just blew him. He came in my mouth.”