wound or seduce.

[stagnantsaints]

SENTENCE STARTERS | always accepting.

@ineveryvein​ said: “Did you touch yourself, thinking of me?” - denny/spencer

HE HUMS , noncommital , looking down at his hands as he leans against the doorframe. He should shake his head , tell her she gives herself too much credit , but he’s never been much of a liar. Good or bad , he just … doesn’t do it. Because the truth doesn’t scare him the way it used to when he was a kid. Now , it seems like the only thing that can ever protect him. 

❛ I don’t really think you want an answer to that question. ❜ 

It’s a slow raise of his head and ascent of his gaze , alluring yet attentive against hers. They can do this all day , and neither would be worse off for it. In fact , it keeps him sane , seeing what they’ve seen. So yeah , maybe he sees her in nothing but her hunger when he closes his eyes sometimes. And maybe he lets it soothe him into a passionate sort of madness. And maybe he likes it. A LOT. Maybe… 

The memory is bestowed upon him from one breath to the next , her palms pressed into a wall , her back arching against his chest  , his mouth on her neck … He forces himself to focus.

Rubbing his hands together , he licks his lips. Deliberately.

❛ But if I give it to you … what are you gonna do with it ? ❜ 

[stagnantsaints]

NSFW SENTENCE STARTERS | accepting.

@ineveryvein​ said: “Easy, I don’t want to hurt you.” - callie/jules

❛ —I’m a bit insulted if you think it’s that easy. ❜ 

It’s grunted into the dim light of a dingy hotel , the faint glow of the edge of New Orleans illuminating the outline of the window behind them. He’s lost track of the days by now , all but forgetting what he’d come to the city for to begin with. She has been a welcome distraction. Maybe that’s what he’d been looking for all along. She asked far less of him than those he had been seeking at least.

❛ But now that you mention it , I’d like to see you try. ❜ 

The full moon creeps towards them like a patient predator , just days away but potent nonetheless. He can feel the ache in his bones and the boil in his blood , the yearning to BREAK. He focuses on her silhouetted frame above him , her hands no longer tending to the fading wounds upon his shoulder. He supposes he should have expected it , being attacked by local packs. They were strangers here , outsiders , but he’d grown up with a peace that New Orleans does not seem to know. One his father told him did not exist. 

Point proven. 

He’s tentative when he lets his hands fall upon the thighs that straddle his waist , the steady heave of his chest a welcome reprieve from the adrenaline that had throttled it earlier. He doesn’t look away from her , instead sitting up so as to be closer , wondering if this is all part of the healing process. Wolf or not , he is not immune to the human condition. 

Palms track up along her waist to her back , pressing until chest touches chest. Breath ghosts across lips , and the air grows thick with tension. He likes that , the stakes. It makes everything so much more interesting. Brushing his mouth against hers , it trails down her jaw soon after before latching onto her throat. Fingers thread in the hair at the back of his neck , and he wonders if she’ll stop him. He halts himself instead , catching his breath. His voice sounds foreign when he speaks. 

❛ —Let’s see who breaks first. ❜ 

[stagnantsaints]

NSFW SENTENCE STARTERS | accepting.

@ineveryvein​ said: “Shh, do you want someone to walk in on us with your cock in me?” - spencer/damon

❛             Do you really want me to answer that question ? ❜ 

He quiets nonetheless , pressing them both closer to the wall he’s pinned her against until her chest is flat against it. He doesn’t slow his strokes of course , biting down on his lip hard enough to draw blood. A growl rips through him , threatening to bring a shout along with it before he buries his face in her neck. One would think that by now , they’d have cooled down. Or , at the very least , they’d be able to control the want , to be more chaste when there’s business at hand. Unfortunately , that just isn’t the case for them. 

And all that is much too tame for Damon’s brand of chaos anyway. 

Fingers tangle against the wall as his teeth scrape over her shoulder , the promise of a brief bruising sealed in the way he thrusts mercilessly into her. He’d planned to listen out for any signs of intrusion at the start of this , but by now , all he cares about is getting her off. And getting off to that. 

❛ I’ll just - warn you now though. If someone does walk in— ❜ 

He slows his hips to a sharp roll before delivering another rough thrust , rough enough to send them both crashing into the stone so hard that the breath is blown from their lungs. He lets their feet touch the ground. And then he does it again. His mouth is pressed against her ear , hot and unforgiving.  

❛ I’m still not stopping until you come. ❜ 

[eaglebearor]

@ineveryvein​​ said: “is it all right if i - touch you here?” - julia

❛ you can do whatever you want with me. ❜ 

he doesn’t even have the mind to play coy , breath caught at the back of his throat as his hooded gaze follows her fingers. he doesn’t know when it happened , at what point he realized , just how potent her touch was in regards to him. it happened so quickly. one minute , he’s focused on the work , and the next ? his knees threaten to buckle under a hand on his shoulder or digits brushing his own. licking his lips , he leans back into her , eager to know what she plans to do next.

the warmth of her palms seeps into the bare skin of his chest , his abdomen , as they descend at an agonizingly slow pace. her breath ghosts over the span of his shoulder blades from where she stands behind him , lips brushing somewhere near his collar. he doesn’t realize how shallow his breathing has become until he tries to speak again , the words hoarse yet anything but hollow. ❛ just please don’t stop. ❜

[kendalsroy]

[midsommars-deactivated20201109]

Never Goin’ Back (2018) Directed by Augustine Frizzell

[fortismagica]

“ you know my heart more than i do. ” - spames

Meme; Adele

He leans back against the trunk of the willow, finding the spot of smooth bark between knots ––- the same one she was pressed back against the day he split the sky above them. Today, she rests with her head in his lap, hair spilling into the grass. He winds his fingers absently, conjuring marigolds between her curls, comfortable in the knowledge that she won’t run off and send them scattering. 

“I’m more stubborn than you are at getting to know it.” 

On cue, her gaze snaps up to his and he has a smile waiting to meet it. “I think you spend more time denying your heart than trying to understand its…” He pauses, searching the air for the most self-indulgent words. “…burning desires.”

@ineveryvein

[archived-antolcgias]

“ i’m going to protect you. not because you’re blood or i need to, but because you’re my family, and i got your back no matter what. ” - callie/elaine/quinn (riotkissed)

FOUND FAMILY STARTERS | @riotkissed

❝ ... ugh, ❞ Elaine drew in a breath. Felt the other slayers’ eyes slant towards her quickly. Their muscles tensed. Postures rigid. Every lance of power within them urging them to assess the danger — to aid her. 

She pressed a hand over her heart. It squished against the dust and blood soaked fabric of a one unique half-sequin crop top,  ❝ Sorry, that touched my soul ... No, Callie, really! I mean it. Killing vamps with you, ❞

Hops off an overturned vehicle and walks towards them over the cracked and broken pavement. The night’s shadows are chased away by the unusual starlight on this side of the city—although the enhanced senses also help. Elaine holds out the stake for Quinn to take and says, ❝ It’s been a highlight of my life, ❞

[archived-antolcgias]

“ you don’t have to do this… you don’t have to be what they made you. ” - spencer/celeste

THE HERO & THE VILLAIN STARTERS  | @ineveryvein

❝ — if WE MEANT anything. ❞ 

   The crackling pierces the air where diamond bubbles back into pale wane skin. The blue in her eyes fades back in with the return of her mind — now the voice that calls to Spencer where she is, huddled behind a low decorative wall in the mall’s food court. Celeste’s feet press into black kitten heels as the citizens around her — humans and the mutants hidden among them — begin to scatter with the shattering of windows.    Clothing, gadgets, and food whirling out about them. Purchases and belongings ripped out of their hands. Running rampant in the growing storm of a woman who fights for control of what she is — against what she was made to be. Staring out into the color-splashed multi-level building as the control slips from her again. The pale skin glistening anew into the gem cage built into her genes — but not fast enough to quiet the last message she sends to Spencer.

A pleading for mercy before her path of destruction begins. 

❝ VESTIGE — End this. ❞ 

[archived-antolcgias]

❝ And blood and tears and screams did not matter anymore, because at least they are together. ❞

- from Gemina by Amie Kaufman & Jay Kristoff

[fortismagica]

“You can say goodbye later, when one of us is dead.” - spemus

Meme; Altered Carbon

He’s struck dumb for a moment, hand hanging in the air where she didn’t raise hers to meet it. “––- right, okay.” This isn’t the all-encompassing embrace he’s come to expect from all the times he’s parted with James at the threshold of a battle ––- until next time, until they meet again and exchange stories and battle scars. Always the promise of the inevitable reunion that Remus wishes desperately he could believe as easily as James does. 

But then again, he cannot think of a person less like James than the one standing before him, mouth hardened in impatience. 

He draws his wand and turns toward the moldy boot, head filling with the enchantment that will transport him to his mark. The sound of a bell tinkling behind him tells him that she’s picked up her own portkey as well. In a moment they’ll be off to their respective missions; he already feels the breeze picking up, the gravity that tethers his feet to the ground slipping…

“You know,” He calls over the whipping wind, turning to face her with a grin that works its own strange magic in bolstering his courage. “It’s refreshing to meet someone who thinks there is a chance one of us will die.”

@ineveryvein

[blackisblackisblack]

[gabrielllas]

rio’s hands

part 2

[stagnantsaints]

NSFW SENTENCE STARTERS | accepting.

@ineveryvein​ said:“I’ll let you have me any way you want.” - julia

❛ i hope you have an open schedule for the weekend then. there are many ways i want to have you. ❜

DESPITE THE DIPLOMATIC AIR AND FORMAL TONE , business has long since become pleasure. the glass that was passed across the counter half an hour ago was more insinuation than invitation , and now that he’s tugged her down into his lap , that seems to be quite clear. a firm palm moves along her thighs , the barest brush of his lips against the skin beneath her ear an incentive for them both. he’s shown restraint for far too long. and with the silk of his tie cascading through her fingers , he doubts it lasts any longer.

❛ though i’m curious if you’ve conjured any ideas of your own. ❜ digits dip between her thighs , chasing the growing warmth. she moves closer , and his teeth scrape against her neck before his lips close around the space. there is a deep growl rumbling in his chest as his nails sink into the soft flesh just below the lining of her panties. a turn of her head , and he catches her gasp in his own mouth. by the time he gives her room to breathe , his fingers have curled around the center of her underwear , pulling them aside with his knuckles roughly pressed against her slit. 

❛ but i think i’ve decided where to start. —may i ? ❜ 

[oldschoolteenflicks]

[sethkate]

365 Days (2020)

[undemotivated]