𝙰𝙲𝚃 𝙸 . [ 𝙰 𝙳𝙰𝙼𝙽𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽

               𝙰𝙲𝚃     𝙸 .     [    𝙰        𝙳𝙰𝙼𝙽𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽    ]     ARE   YOU   B̶E̶C̶O̶M̶I̶N̶G̶    𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃   𝚈𝙾𝚄   ᴀ̲ʟ̲ᴡ̲ᴀ̲ʏ̲s̲ ̲ ̲ ̲ʜ̲ᴀ̲ᴛ̲ᴇ̲ᴅ̲ ﹖

[iudicatus-a]

𝔦  )        a    writing    blog   for  "  ᴹᴬᴳᴰᴱᴸᴱᴵᴺᴱ ᶠᵁˢᴵᴸᴵᴱᴿ  " ,        private    +    𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎    original    character .        inspired    by    the    themes    of :        ᴛʜᴇ    ᴘʀɪᴄᴇ    ᴏғ    ʀᴇsᴜʀʀᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ,        𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀    𝗍𝗁𝖾    𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗈 ,        𝗵𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿    𝗼𝗳    𝘁𝗵𝗲    𝘂𝗻𝗲𝘅𝗽𝗹𝗮𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲    +    𝘂𝗻𝗻𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗮𝗹 ,        ᵗʰᵉ    ᵘᶰʳᵃᵛᵉˡˡᶤᶰᵍ    ᵒᶠ   ᵃᶰ   ᶤᶰᵈᶤᵛᶤᵈᵘᵃˡ      +        (  MORE  )        𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 :        # ɪᴜᴅɪᴄᴀᴛᴜs .      [ 𝙴𝚂𝚃.   𝙾𝙲𝚃𝙾𝙱𝙴𝚁    𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟶   ]

                                      𝙳𝙾𝚂𝚂𝙸𝙴𝚁 ,   𝙿𝙸𝙽𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙴𝚂𝚃 𝙱𝙾𝙰𝚁𝙳 +   𝙿𝙻𝙰𝚈𝙻𝙸𝚂𝚃 .

[iudicatus]

𝗌𝗈    𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗅    𝗆𝖾 ,        𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎    𝚍𝚒𝚍    𝚝𝚑𝚎    ᴮᴸᴼᴼᴰ    𝗼𝗻    𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿   𝗽𝗮𝗹𝗺𝘀    c̶o̶m̶e̶ ̶ ̶ ̶ ̶f̶r̶o̶m̶  ?                                                                                    𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟-𝐝𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 ,        𝔬𝔯    S̳A̳C̳R̳I̳F̳I̳C̳E̳ ̳ ?̳

[iudicatus]

𝗌𝗈    𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗅    𝗆𝖾 ,        𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎    𝚍𝚒𝚍    𝚝𝚑𝚎    ᴮᴸᴼᴼᴰ    𝗼𝗻    𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿   𝗽𝗮𝗹𝗺𝘀    c̶o̶m̶e̶ ̶ ̶ ̶ ̶f̶r̶o̶m̶  ?                                                                                    𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟-𝐝𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 ,        𝔬𝔯    S̳A̳C̳R̳I̳F̳I̳C̳E̳ ̳ ?̳

[iudicatus-a]

ok ,   i’ve   been   mia   for   a   while   now  &   i’m   considering  coming   back .   my   dilemma   is   should   i   keep   this   blog   or   archive   and   make   a   new   one ??

[nbcladies]

Sophia Bush as Detective Erin Lindsay Law and Order:SVU S17E14 “Nationwide Manhunt”

[geryone]

Dead Dad Jokes, Ollie Schminkey

[iudicatus-a]

so  your  girl  has  been  out  of  commission  w  a  liver  infection ,  rlly  horrendous  panic  attacks  n  psych  assignments ..  hopefully  i’ll  be  back  after  oct  6th !

[iudicatus-a]

when   does   maggie   get   the   wife   she   deserves ??

[longestnight]

could you ever tell your father why you find greater comfort from a boy's blade at your throat than his hand on your shoulder? do you think you would even have to explain? would he care? would he be angry? would the silence feel important? or would he look at you and laugh like it's the most obvious thing? and which is worse?

see, this is your inheritance: bad posture. a mean scowl. blood in your veins, bestowed upon you, staining the snow, staining a shirt collar. bright red places where your spine snapped and healed wrong. your father's eyes. your father's hands. your father's hands and where they land.

[iudicatus-a]

otvechet​:

they don’t invite him to things .         yes ,       he understands        ——        and no ,       he never wants to go .              suit     &       tie galas with chardonnay and crystal chandeliers         ;         press conferences to discuss matters at hand .              𝙷𝙴'𝚂 𝚁𝙴𝚃𝙸𝚁𝙴𝙳 .           or so he says he is .           the invitation comes from steve ,     personally ,     who then tells him to bring a guest ,           and he never goes because he doesn’t have anyone else to sit at the bar with .          or ,         didn’t .         his date saunters over to clint and him ,        placing a hand on bucky’s shoulder while excusing the pair from his current engagement .              five steps towards the door and maggie’s already got his tie wrapped around her palm          [      a leash      ] .           board room opens ,         tugged inside            (       he grunts      ) ,         lock clicks shut ,         &         released .          jacket        𝙳𝙸𝚂𝙲𝙰𝚁𝙳𝙴𝙳 ,          he hums against her lips like she were air and he were drowning .         the man is speechless ,        overcome by the sudden rush of blood flowing     down     down     down .            ❛       you’re something else ,        you know that ?       ❜                he says it almost like he’s annoyed         ———-         he’s not .         right hand grabs hold of her zipper and pulls down whilst left hand slides the straps to her dress off her shoulders .       a stream of kisses shower her collar bones as fabric pools at her feet .           and in a     1 ,      2 ,       3       formations he picks her up ,       plops her on the hardwood table ,     and pushes her legs wide .             bucky gets down on his knees to shove the crotch of her panties to the side :           going in for the kill .

HEAD   CANTS   INNOCENTLY ,          gossamer   doe  eyed   blink   a   juxtaposition   to   her   coquettish   attitude .          “     oh ?     ”      response   plays   on   cluelessness ,         enjoying   teasing   him   far   too   much .          soft  gasp  emits ,         𝚌𝚘𝚘𝚕   𝚊𝚒𝚛   𝚖𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐  𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚗  𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗  𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜  𝚒𝚜  𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚍 ,         neck   careens   to   offer   him   more   access .          it   was   exactly   ᴡʜᴀᴛ   sʜᴇ’ᴅ   ʙᴇᴇɴ   ᴄʀᴀᴠɪɴɢ   ᴀʟʟ   ᴇᴠᴇɴɪɴɢ ,          all   the   politics   and   bureaucracy   of   the   night   could   wait ,          right   now   it   was   just   them ,          bodies   warm   with   desire ,          a   longing   to   be   fulfilled .          𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗒   𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌𝖾𝗌   𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍   𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖽𝗐𝗈𝗈𝖽   𝗍𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾 ,          slender   legs   are   guided   open   by   his   calloused   hands ,          handing   over   the   dominance .          lowered   gaze   focuses   on   the   vision   before   her ,          super   soldier   at   his   knees ,          ready   to   worship   her   body   with   his   own .          she’s   never   been   the   patient   type ,          NOW   WAS   NO   EXCEPTION ,          hips   jut   forward ,          ᵈᵉˢᵖᵉʳᵃᵗᵉˡʸ   ᵗʳʸᶦⁿᵍ   ᵗᵒ   ᵍᵃᶦⁿ   ᶜᵒⁿᵗᵃᶜᵗ ,          the   anticipation   making   fire   in   belly   only   bloom   further .          “     bucky ...          please ..     ”         she  croons   gently ,         hand   running   through   his   dark   tresses .         𝚊𝚙𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚎   𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚍   𝚊𝚝   𝚝𝚑𝚎   𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚢   𝚘𝚏   𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚜 ,          shuddering   breaths   and   exposed   skin ,          a   begging   to   be   touched .          she   doesn’t   care   for   the   plea   that   leaves   plumped   lips ,          ego   pushed   aside ,          intently   focused   on   the   marvel   knelt   between   legs .           

[longestnight]

could you ever tell your father why you find greater comfort from a boy's blade at your throat than his hand on your shoulder? do you think you would even have to explain? would he care? would he be angry? would the silence feel important? or would he look at you and laugh like it's the most obvious thing? and which is worse?

see, this is your inheritance: bad posture. a mean scowl. blood in your veins, bestowed upon you, staining the snow, staining a shirt collar. bright red places where your spine snapped and healed wrong. your father's eyes. your father's hands. your father's hands and where they land.

[iudicatus-a]

 [   𝙰𝚄𝙶𝚄𝚂𝚃   𝟸𝟸𝙽𝙳 ,    𝟾:𝟶𝟹𝙿𝙼   ]                          𝙻𝙾𝙲𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽:    𝟺𝟶.𝟽𝟾𝟹𝟷° 𝙽, 𝟽𝟹.𝟿𝟽𝟷𝟸° 𝚆

THOUGHTS   LINGER  ,          eyes   trailing   the   curvature   of   suited   company ,          following   the   seams   that   𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍   𝚑𝚒𝚜   𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚛   𝚏𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚎 .          it   was   agony   and   maggie   couldn’t   take   it   much   longer .      contents   of   glass   is   emptied ,          stride   carries   her   to   him ,      excusing   him   from   his   current   conversation .          they   could   wait ,      she   couldn’t .          slender   digits   lead   the   taller ,          using   his   tie   to   guide   him ,          weaving   down   a   maze   of   hallways   before   𝗌𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀   𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾   𝖺   𝖻𝗈𝖺𝗋𝖽   𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆 .          lock   is   flicked   on ,          neither   of   them   needed   any   visitors ,          nor   did   she   plan   on   stopping .          “     have   i   told   you   𝙷𝙾𝚆   𝙷𝙰𝙽𝙳𝚂𝙾𝙼𝙴   𝚈𝙾𝚄   𝙻𝙾𝙾𝙺   tonight ?     ”          she   inquires ,          𝗵𝗲𝗲𝗹   𝗰𝗹𝗮𝗱   𝗳𝗲𝗲𝘁   𝗰𝗹𝗼𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴   𝘁𝗵𝗲   𝗱𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲   𝗯𝗲𝘁𝘄𝗲𝗲𝗻   𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺 .          for   a   moment   she   stops ,          hues   drifting   to   lips   then   up   to   meet   his   again .          “     you   look   really   fucking   handsome .     ”          hands   slide   up   his   chest ,         then   run   across   his   suit   jacket   before   peeling   it   off   him .          ᵇˡᵃᶜᵏ   ᶠᵃᵇʳᶦᶜ   ᶦˢ   ᵈᶦˢᶜᵃʳᵈᵉᵈ   ʷᶦᵗʰᵒᵘᵗ   ˢᵉᶜᵒⁿᵈ   ᵗʰᵒᵘᵍʰᵗ ,          far   more   focused   with   pressing   her   frame   against   his .           fevered   feeling   grows ,          unable   to   hold   it   at   bay   she   kisses   him ,          ᴀ   ᴘᴀssɪᴏɴᴀᴛᴇ ﹐      ɪɴᴛᴇɴsᴇ   ᴅɪsᴘʟᴀʏ   ᴏғ   ɴᴇᴇᴅ   ᴀɴᴅ   ᴅᴇsɪʀᴇ .          she   kisses   him   like   she   needs   him ,          like   being   without   him   for   another   second   would   be   catastrophic .          before   pulling   back   she   nips   at   lower   lip ,          a   lazy   smirk   blooming .          “     don’t   just   stand   there   bucky ,     ”          she   teases   softly ,          rounding   him   like   𝘢   𝘭𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴   𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨   𝘪𝘵𝘴   𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘺 .          silhouette   leans   against   conference   table ,           watching   him   through   hooded   eyes ,          𝚙𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢   𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐   𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏   𝚏𝚘𝚛   𝚑𝚒𝚖   𝚝𝚘   𝚍𝚎𝚟𝚘𝚞𝚛 .          “     help   me   take   this   dress   off ,          I   WON’T   BE   NEEDING   IT ....       ”          fingertips   dance   across   ᴛᴀᴡɴʏ   ғʟᴇsʜ   ᴏғ   ᴛʜɪɢʜ ,          meeting   fabric   and   tugging   it   up   just   enough   to   make   his   mind   race .                    

╰    &   .   @otvechet​​​   sent:      [ PUBLIC ] :     sender   and   receiver   have   sex   in   a   public   place .

[soulrph]

𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒.

i said i’d do them and here we are, a list of prompts set either before or during sex. as always, if you want to reverse the roles, add “+ REVERSE” to your chosen meme! so, [ STRADDLE ] + REVERSE would mean the receiver straddles the sender! okay, now, have a wonderful day!

[ UNZIP ] :     sender unzips/unbuttons receiver’s dress/shirt - s l o w l y

[ STRADDLE ] :     sender straddles receiver.

[ PULL ] :     sender pulls receiver closer to them.

[ PUSH ] :     sender pushes receiver against a wall during foreplay.

[ PIN ] :     sender pins receiver in place during foreplay/sex.

[ TRAIL ] :     sender presses a trail of kisses from receiver’s chin down to their waist.

[ HOIST ] :     sender lifts receiver on top of a counter as they have sex.

[ BENEATH ] :     sender moves a hand beneath an item of receiver’s clothing to touch their skin.

[ SCRATCH ] :     sender trails their fingernails against receiver’s skin during sex.

[ TUG ] :     sender tugs receiver’s hair while making out or having sex.

[ TILT ] :     sender tilts receiver’s head to the side to kiss their neck.

[ NECK ] :     sender wraps a hand around receiver’s neck during foreplay/sex.

[ LIFT ] :     sender lifts receiver up, so receiver’s legs wrap around sender’s waist.

[ LAP ] :     sender pulls receiver into their lap.

[ BEHIND ] :     sender arrives behind receiver and begins to kiss them from behind.

[ DOWN ] :     sender gives receiver oral sex.

[ HUSH ] :     sender and receiver try to keep quiet during sex.

[ PUBLIC ] :     sender and receiver have sex in a public place.

[ YANK ] :     sender rips off an item of receiver’s clothing.

[ COVER ] :     sender uses fabric to cover receiver’s eyes during foreplay/sex.

[ ICE ] :     sender uses ice cubes against receiver’s bare skin.

[ MARK ] :     via gentle biting or hickeys, sender leaves a mark on receiver.

[soulrph]

𝐧𝐬𝐟𝐰 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬 (𝐩𝐭. 𝟑)

idk what to tell ye, only that i started this list with one thing in mind, and it kinda got away from me, so instead of nice organized and categorized lists, you guys get chaos in the form of writing prompts. as always! only use these if you and your muse are eighteen or older! tag appropriately, and do NOT add more content, as i will be making more of them in the unspecified future.

DIALOGUE PROMPTS.

“ hey… do you wanna take this to the bedroom? “

“ did you bring condoms? “

“ my place or yours? “

“ do you like that? “

“ let me show you all the ways that i love you… “

“ we don’t have to do this if you’re not ready… “

“ hey… if you’ve changed your mind, that’s totally okay, alright? we can go catch a late night movie, or go grab tacos or something…? “

“ i’ve wanted this for so long… “

“ i’ve… i’ve never done this before. not with a man/woman/anyone. i still wanna do this with you, but… i guess i’m a little worried i’ll mess it up. “

“ have you ever had sex with a man/woman before? “

“ listen… we’ll do this when you’re ready, and at a pace you’re comfortable with, okay? it’s not fun for either of us, otherwise. “

“ tell / show me what you like… “

“ tell me where you wanna be touched… “

“ god, if you don’t take your clothes off, i’m gonna have to tear them off, myself… “

“ i’ve never used toys before. “

“ have you ever used toys before? “

ACTION PROMPTS.

[ UNDRESS ]:     sender and receiver slowly take each others’ clothes off, taking their time as they do so.

[ REVEAL ]:     sender undresses the receiver, showering their bare skin with kisses and caresses as they continue.

[ STRIP ]:     sender removes their own clothes, either before or after the receiver removes theirs.

[ LEAD ]:      sender gently takes the receiver by the hand, and guides them into the bedroom.

[ NAPE ]:     during sex, the sender reaches up and hooks their hand against the back of the receiver’s nape in an effort to steady and ground them.

[ GAZE ]:     sender locks eyes and maintains eye contact with the receiver during sex.

[ TRAIL ]:     sender places a line of tender kisses along the receiver’s inner thigh as they begin to engage in oral sex.

[ DESCEND ]:     the sender gently lowers the receiver onto the bed as they prepare to have sex.

[ WALL ]:     the sender pushes the receiver up against the wall during sex.

[ PIN ]:     the sender allows the receiver to push them against the wall during sex.

[ TOP ]:     the sender prepares to be the top during sex.

[ BOTTOM ]:     the sender prepares to be the bottom during sex.

[ GRIP ]:     the sender grips the receiver’s hips or thighs firmly during sex.

[ SLOW ]:     the sender guides the receiver, either verbally or physically, to slow their pace during sex.

[ FASTER ]:     the sender picks up the speed during sex with the receiver.

[ LAP ]:     the sender sits in the receiver’s lap in public, deliberately shifting in their position to arouse the receiver.

[ STILL ]:      the sender physically holds the receiver to stop them from moving in their lap with the deliberate/unwitting intention of arousing the sender in a public setting.

[iudicatus-a]

CHARACTER STUDY CHART

𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐄𝐂𝐇

# 𝙾𝙵 𝚂𝙿𝙾𝙺𝙴𝙽 𝙻𝙰𝙽𝙶𝚄𝙰𝙶𝙴𝚂:    1    /    2    /   3 +

𝚃𝙾𝙽𝙴 𝙾𝙵 𝚅𝙾𝙸𝙲𝙴:     high    /    average    /    deep

𝙰𝙲𝙲𝙴𝙽𝚃:   yes  /     soft   /    no

𝙳𝙴𝙼𝙴𝙰𝙽𝙾𝚁:    confident   /    shy    /   approachable    /    hostile    /   other

𝙿𝙾𝚂𝚃𝚄𝚁𝙴:   slumped    /   straight    /   stiff   /   relaxed

𝙷𝙰𝙱𝙸𝚃𝚂:     head tilting   /    swaying    /    fidgeting   /    stuttering    /    gesturing    /   arm crossing   /    strokes chin    /   er, um, or other interjections    /   plays with hair / clothing    /    hands at hips    /   inconsistent eye contact    /   maintains eye contact    /    frequent pausing   /    stands close    /   stands at distance

𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐗𝐈𝐓𝐘

𝚅𝙾𝙲𝙰𝙱𝚄𝙻𝙰𝚁𝚈:     ◼ ◼ ◼ ◼ ◻. 𝙴𝙼𝙾𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽:    ◼ ◼ ◼ ◻ ◻. 𝚂𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙴𝙽𝙲𝙴 𝚂𝚃𝚁𝚄𝙲𝚃𝚄𝚁𝙴:    ◼ ◼ ◼ ◼ ◻ .

𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐘

𝙵𝚁𝙴𝚀𝚄𝙴𝙽𝙲𝚈:     ◼ ◼ ◼ ◼ ◼ .

𝙲𝚁𝙴𝙰𝚃𝙸𝚅𝙸𝚃𝚈:     ◼ ◼ ◼ ◼ ◻ .

𝐁𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐋𝐘.    arse.   ass.   asshole.   bastard.    bitch.    bloody.   bugger.    bollocks.    chicken shit.   crap.    cunt.    dick.    dickhead.   frick.  fuck.    horseshit.   motherfucker.    piss.    prick.    screw.    shit.   shitass.    son of a bitch.   twat.    wanker.    pussy.    dipshit.

𝐆𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐍 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐑 𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐗𝐓.     christ on a bike.    christ on a cracker.   damn.    goddamn.  godsdamn.    hell.    holy shit.   jesus.    jesus christ.   jesus h christ.    jesus h.    roosevelt christ.    lord sithis have mercy.   jesus, mary and joseph.   sweet jesus.  seven hells.

𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓?     contractions or enunciation ?    straightforward or cryptic ?   jargon or toned ?    complexity or simplicity ?    finding the right word or using the first word that comes to mind ?    masculinity, neutrality, or femininity ?    formalities or abrasiveness ?    praise or equivocation ?    frankness or lies ?    excessive or minimal hand gestures ?   name-calling or magnanimity ?   friendly or blunt nicknames ?

𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒

𝙳𝙾 𝙿𝙴𝙾𝙿𝙻𝙴 𝙷𝙰𝚅𝙴 𝙰 𝙷𝙰𝚁𝙳 𝚃𝙸𝙼𝙴 𝚄𝙽𝙳𝙴𝚁𝚂𝚃𝙰𝙽𝙳𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙾𝚁 𝙷𝙴𝙰𝚁𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙲𝙷𝙰𝚁𝙰𝙲𝚃𝙴𝚁 ?

 almost always    /    frequently  /    sometimes    /    rarely    /    never

𝙳𝙾𝙴𝚂 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙲𝙷𝙰𝚁𝙰𝙲𝚃𝙴𝚁’𝚂 𝙿𝙾𝙸𝙽𝚃 𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙴 𝙰𝙲𝚁𝙾𝚂𝚂 𝙴𝙰𝚂𝙸𝙻𝚈 𝚆𝙷𝙴𝙽 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚈 𝚂𝙿𝙴𝙰𝙺 ?

 almost always    /    frequently    /    sometimes    /    rarely    /    never

𝚆𝙾𝚄𝙻𝙳 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙲𝙷𝙰𝚁𝙰𝙲𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝙸𝙽𝙸𝚃𝙸𝙰𝚃𝙴 𝙲𝙾𝙽𝚅𝙴𝚁𝚂𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽𝚂 ?  

 almost always    /   frequently   /   sometimes    /    rarely    /    never

𝚆𝙾𝚄𝙻𝙳 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙲𝙷𝙰𝚁𝙰𝙲𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝙱𝙴 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙾𝙽𝙴 𝚃𝙾 𝙴𝙽𝙳 𝙲𝙾𝙽𝚅𝙴𝚁𝚂𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽𝚂 ?

 almost always    /   frequently    /    sometimes    /    rarely    /    never

𝚆𝙾𝚄𝙻𝙳 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙲𝙷𝙰𝚁𝙰𝙲𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝚄𝚂𝙴 ‘𝚆𝙷𝙾𝙼’ 𝙸𝙽 𝙰 𝚂𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙴𝙽𝙲𝙴 ?

 yes    /    no    /    only ironically

𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙲𝙷𝙰𝚁𝙰𝙲𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝚆𝙰𝙽𝚃𝚂 𝚃𝙾 𝙼𝙰𝙺𝙴 𝙰 𝙲𝙾𝚄𝙽𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙿𝙾𝙸𝙽𝚃. 𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝚆𝙾𝚁𝙳 𝙳𝙾 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚈 𝚄𝚂𝙴 ?

 but    /    though    /   although   /   however  /    perhaps   /    mayhaps

𝙷𝙾𝚆 𝙳𝙾𝙴𝚂 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙲𝙷𝙰𝚁𝙰𝙲𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝙴𝙽𝙳 𝙲𝙾𝙽𝚅𝙴𝚁𝚂𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽𝚂 ?

 walk away    /    ask if that’s everything    /    say that that’s everything    /   give a proper goodbye   /   tell their company they’re done here    /    remain quiet   /    they don’t

𝙷𝙾𝚆 𝙳𝙾𝙴𝚂 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙲𝙷𝙰𝚁𝙰𝙲𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝙰𝙳𝙳𝚁𝙴𝚂𝚂 𝙾𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁𝚂 ?

 titles    /   first names   /   surnames    /    full names    /    nicknames

𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝚂𝙾𝙲𝙸𝙰𝙻 𝙲𝙻𝙰𝚂𝚂 𝚆𝙾𝚄𝙻𝙳 𝙾𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁𝚂 𝙰𝚂𝚂𝚄𝙼𝙴 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙲𝙷𝙰𝚁𝙰𝙲𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝙱𝙴𝙻𝙾𝙽𝙶𝚂 𝚃𝙾, 𝙷𝙴𝙰𝚁𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝙼 𝚂𝙿𝙴𝙰𝙺 ?

 upper    /    middle    /    working    /    lower

𝙸𝙽 𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝚆𝙰𝚈𝚂 𝙳𝙾𝙴𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚆𝙰𝚈 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙲𝙷𝙰𝚁𝙰𝙲𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝚂𝙿𝙴𝙰𝙺 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝙾𝚄𝚃 𝚃𝙾 𝙾𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁𝚂 ?

 accent    /    vocabulary    /    tone    /    level    /    politeness   /    brusqueness    /    it doesn’t

TAGGED BY:   @gunbash  TAGGING:  @omors ,      @walksvally ,      @ltdice ,      @otvechet ,      @daemus ,      @kheen​ .

[iudicatus-a]

gunbash​:

from  @iudicatus​:  nonverbal  prompt  21  /  sender  overtakes  receiver  in  combat

HE  DOESN’T  REALIZE  IT’S  MAGGIE  UNTIL  HE’S  ALREADY  TRIED  TO  SWING  IN  A  FRANTIC  DEFENSE  ,  and  though  sebastian  instantly  spouts  a  furious  scramble  of  apologies  in  her  direction  (  considering  the  tension  of  his  hiding  place  ,  anyone  would  have  panicked  at  the  sound  of  incoming  footsteps  )  ,  maggie  knocks  him  right  on  his  back  in  seconds  .  she  ,  too  ,  must  not  have  realized  it’s  him  …  until  he’s  sore  ,  wincing  ,  rubbing  his  tailbone  and  cringing  for  a  while  .  ❝  okay  ,  fuck  ??  that  hurts  …  CHRIST  .  ❞  despite  the  pain  ,  sebastian  keeps  his  voice  down  and  offers  out  a  weak  gesture  maggie’s  way  .  ❝  did  you  have  to  kick  my  legs  like  that  ?  where  the  hell  did  you  …  OWWWW  ,  that’s  going  to  be  sore  for  a  week  .  ❞  eventually  he  manages  to  stand  back  up  and  shoot  her  a  look  as  they  take  the  same  tucked-away  position  where  he’d  once  been  hiding  .  ❝  why  didn’t  you  say  it  was  you  ?  i  wouldn’t  have  —  NEVERMIND  .  what  are  you  doing  here  ?  ❞  ignoring  the  throbbing  pain  ,  blue  eyes  dance  over  maggie’s  familiar  expression  ,  trying  to  comprehend  her  presence  and  her  reaction  to  knocking  him  completely  on  his  ass  .  ❝  we  don’t  need  to  tell  anyone  about  this  ,  you  know  .  you  ,  knocking  me  over  .  we  can  just  …  FORGET  THAT  EVER  HAPPENED  ,  YEAH  ?  ❞

CHUCKLE   ESCAPES   FROM   LIPS  ,        a   muffled   and   𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚍   𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎   𝚘𝚏   𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝  .          reaction   was   frankly   unavoidable  ,          what   with   his   whining   being   far   too   entertaining   to   ignore  .          pride   swells   in   chest  ,         ego   flourishing   at   the   fact   he   was   an   easy   take   down  .          smugness   isn’t   hidden   either  ,         she   wears   it   PROUDLY   upon   features   as   she   ducks   down   next   to   him  .         “     𝗒𝗈𝗎’𝗋𝖾   𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅   𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇’   𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗇’𝗍   𝗒𝗈𝗎  ?     ”         brow   raises   expectantly  ,          sarcasm   laced   tone   teases  .         “     EXACTLY  .          so   quit   complaining  .     ”          apology   is   nowhere   to   be   found  ,         drowned   out   by   ᵉᵍᵒ   ᵃⁿᵈ   ᵃᵐᵘˢᵉᵐᵉⁿᵗ  .        oh   she   was   never   going   to   let   him   live   this   down  .          “     why  ?          embarrassed  ?         it’s   okay   to   admit   𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗   𝚢𝚘𝚞’𝚟𝚎   𝚑𝚊𝚍   𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛   𝚊𝚜𝚜   𝚔𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚍  .          i   heard   it   builds   character  .     ”          elbow   nudges   him  ,         smirk   expanding  .         truthfully   she’s   glad   it’s   him  ,          sebastian   was   far   easier   to   deal   with   than   𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍   𝗌𝗁𝖾’𝖽   𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇   𝗍𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀  .          “     i’ve   got   tylenol   in   my   car  .         i   promise   ya   some   if   you   wanna   tell   me   ᴡʜᴀᴛ   ᴛʜᴇ   ʜᴇʟʟ   ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ   ᴅᴏɪɴ’   ʜᴇʀᴇ  ?     ”      

[iudicatus-a]

otvechet​:

ﾟ   // :   &      ★  *  ⋆ .   𝟸𝟶𝟶 𝚁𝙰𝙽𝙳𝙾𝙼 𝙳𝙸𝙰𝙻𝙾𝙶𝚄𝙴 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙴𝚁𝚂            ❛      why don’t you just kill me ?      ❜               @iudicatus​      ;      no longer accepting

soldat stands still ,        back hunched like a cat steadying itself before a defiling     𝙿𝙾𝚄𝙽𝙲𝙴 .                   she looks like her father :          same arch to her nose ,        same alignment of teeth ,         same stoic brows          —–           as if she had just pondered in thought only to come to the conclusion mere seconds before hand .               but the look in her eyes ,        one of fear       &         betrayal ,            causes him fall back before striking .            fingertips grazing over the scabbard attached to his right thigh as shoulders roll back      ;        chin raising              ❛        i don’t want to kill you            ❜

IS   IT   RELIEF   THAT   COURSES   THROUGH   VEINS  ?          or   is   it   disappointment  ?          entire   foundations   give   way   beneath   your   feet  ,          the   betrayal   of   kin   is   the   most   excruciating   to   stomach  .          she’d   caught   whispers   of   a   ground   breaking   project  ,          an   unbeatable       weapon  .          now   face   to   face   with   the   man   who   bore   such   titles   she   can’t   help   but   feel   PITY  .          they   shared   a   commonality  ,          𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑   𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎   𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚎𝚍   𝚋𝚢   𝚝𝚑𝚎   𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚎   𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜  .          julien   a   monster   in   each   of   their   stories  .          stance   is   rigid  ,           eyes   focused   toward   him  ,          𝖺   𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋   𝗆𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾   in   case   strike   is   decided   upon  .          “     from   what   i’d   heard   i   assumed   you’d   be   ᴍᴏʀᴇ   ᴛʜᴀɴ   ᴡɪʟʟɪɴɢ  .         ”