hopelessly flawed;

malefactors; people who commit a crime or some other wrong. -------------------------- " You may have a fresh start any moment you choose, for this thing that we call 'failure' is not the falling down, but the staying down." -------------------------- sideblog to whitleysacrifces

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dissimulaticn‌:

“Listen, it wasn’t a big fuckin’ deal until like five minutes ago when the stabbin’ pain started,” Rosie replied in her defense, holding her hands up. She was already starting to redress herself in something a little more appropriate to wear out of the house than tiny shorts. Mira wasn’t too happy to be woken up, though, having been asleep for a couple hours now. 

“Car.” He instructs calmly after he pulls on some sweatpants and a shirt and slowly works to coo Mira back to sleep. Slung over his shoulder he uses his holding arm to pat her back. Throwing the bag on his other shoulder he heads for the door, grabbing the keys from the hook. “Let’s go. Move.”

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@malcfactors

“Listen, I’m not trying to like…you know, rush you or anything, but my water broke like an hour ago and you were on the phone so I didn’t wanna bother you.” Such grace and decorum for a woman in labor. She was really the model partner that everyone should strive for.

“Are you fuckin’ kidding me?” Jesse asks with an irritated furrow of his brows. He was sat there in his boxers getting ready for bed in that hour. He could have been taking her to assist her whole pushing a baby out thing.

“Go get in the car I’m going to get our daughter and the newborn bag” It was an order, not a request.

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replies soon babies

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[seanfaris]

#soft

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bohmbshell‌:

Sierra had simply wanted a final night of fun before new classes started and she had gotten it. She’d dragged herself out of bed for her bio class, dressed down in an oversized black sweater and leggings and slipped into the lecture hall with a hot coffee to soothe her pounding head. She was barely paying attention to her surroundings until the professor welcomed them to the class and the sound of his voice suddenly brought her back to other night. She recognizes him instantly but either he doesn’t remember her or he’s simply good at faking it. When the class draws to a close Sierra stands up and hangs back, waiting for the lecture hall to empty before approaching him. “I can drop this class if you need. I didn’t realize you were a professor here…” She shakes her head, the visions of a drug filled, sex crazed encounter skirting the edge of her consciousness, “If I had I never would have…” Would have what? Let him snort coke of her tits or fuck her in some random bathroom? Classes hadn’t even really started and she was already making a bad impression. Still, she needed these credits. “I’m not usually like that.” The lie rolls off her tongue with ease.

Once he saw the girl hanging back after class he grabbed his coffee, knowing he’d need to be full of it for this inevitable conversation they were likely to have. Oddly enough this wouldn’t be the first or last time this had happened despite his caution when he goes out to bars. In his experience students tended to go to house parties, not bars that were out of town yet it alludes him almost every year. He liked to think he was a respectable man with a respectable profession but even as his now student approached him all he could think about was how well her perky tits served an apparatus for his drug habit. Trying to wipe it from his mind as she started to speak he promptly shook his head. “That won’t be necessary.” He insists on taking a long sip from his paper Starbucks cup before deciding what he was going to say next. “I don’t care what you do, it has nothing to do with your success in this class. What you do with me well..when it comes down to it, it’s best that I know your face when it comes to grading. Personal connections with professors are important.” He’d be less inclined to give a student that he railed in a bathroom a harsh grade was what he was saying, in code mostly. If she was perceptive she’d realize that more than anything, it opened the doors to an easy A and a half decent regular fuck. 

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so apparently i LIKE to play females but im actually awful at it??

the more you know

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realforyou‌:

      ❝ if you wanna eat my pussy it’s okay. ❞ she says, grinning while leaning back on their bed. emelia kicks her heels off and drunkenly splays her arms across the mattress, fingertips brushing against the sheets. ❝ you don’t have to be so nice ––– i know you’re not a nice guy… i’ve heard the stories. ❞ maybe that’s why she’s so drawn to him. especially because her father has warned her so many times to stay away. ❝ i’m not nice either … well not all the time. i can be a little bad. isn’t that what you like? ❞

“thanks for the permission.” he admonishes with a grin as he pulls his shirt off from the collar before crawling up to meet her on the top of the bed. “what’ve you heard?” he imagined something from his co-workers or maybe other parents that’ve complained. he always ended up with someone young one way or another and that tended to tick people. “i happen to think I’m quite the gentleman.” he muses as his palms move down her legs to grip her thighs, yanking her closer to him. 

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This wasn’t exactly going quite to plan, was it? They’d gotten Mira back nearly a month ago and things weren’t what they expected. Rosie had imagined Mira would want to be home with her, but the girl had a routine that had now been disturbed. She spent nights crying and screaming until one of them lulled her to sleep, often having to take her to bed with them, and her days were spent with the attitude of a teenager. Rosie, nearly ready to pop by now, wasn’t sure what to do.

“Mira, no, please don’t throw those–…damnit..” She sighed in defeat as the toddler tossed vegetables off of her high chair tray. Again.

He suspected that his daughter would have trouble adjusting to her new home, growing used to the life that Tucker had provided for her and missing him. At the end of the day he found it hard to forgive his brother this time, he tried to actively take their child away from them but if need be he would let her in Mira’s life for her own personal comfort but not before she learned to listen and respect her own parents. 

When he arrived home he could feel the frustration from Rosie and for that reason he silently entered, moves to pull her in and kiss her on the temple before muttering. “Go rest. I’ll take care of this.” He hadn’t been a parent all that long and even the time he had with her prior, he didn’t get to do the hard parts. Now? He wouldn’t let their child disrespect their own mother to the point of tears which he didn’t doubt where coming while she was pregnant.

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[malcfactors]

open to: f/nb connection: student in his class, based on this

Once the semester started to approach, Nick was pretty good at disciplining himself as well as being conscious not to interact with the ages of kids he’d be teaching. Although by law they were fully functioning adults, for the most part, he still thought they were kids. Despite this goal that he usually achieves, his head is still funny from the previous night's festivities. Still knowing full well that if he showed weakness on the first day that he’d be toast, he bursts through the doors of his lecture hall with a firm loud greeting. “Good morning everyone. Welcome to your first day of Bio 110. I appreciate all of you that have made it out here this early, let your friends know that I take attendance.” Glancing around the room he stops for a moment, not sure if he really recognizes her but getting this sense of familiarity. He hasn’t quite placed why that is until the class is over and he realizes he didn’t do a lot of looking at her face the last time they met. Hopefully, she was too fucked up to remember herself. 

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dissimulaticn‌:

When Rosie came to the realization that Jesse was in fact not joking, she could hardly contain herself. But for the sake of her health and for their safety, she did her very best. She kissed him again, a longing, heartfelt kiss that she should have given him a long time ago. They would be a real family and it’s like the past transgressions of their rocky relationship didn’t even matter to her anymore.

She stepped outside of the hottub carefully, grabbing the bath towel she’d brought along and wrapping it around herself before the neighbors could catch a peak. “C’mon. I’ve been waiting all day to fuck you, no more goofin’ off, ya hear?”

Jesse stepped from the tub after her and resorted to shaking off like a dog before scooping Rosie off her feet in order to deliver both of them to their bedroom. He was conscious of her state and knew that if they were going to be intimate, she needed to be in a comfortable position and the bed was the best place for that. After placing her delicately onto the surface he slowly unwraps her towel and lowers himself atop her. “All day huh? No cheating?” He teases as he dips his head down to kiss her lips once more. 

“I won’t let you down, babe.” Jesse insists as he begins to pepper kisses along her jaw, moving slowly to her neck as he sucks on the skin there. All the while his hands move down her legs to her knees, pulling them up so that they could be bent and propped up. 

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ravvgeuse‌:

Roxanne had come to know that while there were times that she could get what she wanted from the male, he made it harder than most people. It was that sense of challenge and the thrill of being able to make him waver that had her hooked — apart from the sexual tension between the two. They had great sex. Nonetheless, when around one another, the air turned palpable. Even more when she pushed his buttons and could practically tasted the anger boil in his course, the way flashes of hot rage rolled off of him in waves. Perhaps she’d crossed some kind of line upon her decision to step in the home he shared with his wife and child, but just for the look on his face, it was worth it. Lifting her chin, the blonde watched as he approached, grin framing her plump lips. Teasingly, she parted her legs to accommodate his approaching frame, but halted when a whimper slipped past her lips as he grasped her hair roughly. Fingers wrapped around the wooden side of his desk, watching him intently. “Crystal,” she retorted sassily towards him. As her azure gaze flicked over his being when he let her go, leaving her wanting more as she stepped closer. “You have such a beautiful family,” she whispered then, letting her fingers move to the bottom of his shirt to slowly undo a button there. “You’ll have to keep me quiet so they don’t hear me screaming your name.”

Often times the women with whom he spent his time received the brute of his anger and frustration of the day. He had a high reputation to uphold with his wife so she couldn’t take it, he often had to stifle his very being to be around her. Still, he understood that even that part of his life was important to his way of life. You needed to show up with a respectable wife and family to get some investors, pass some deals so that you appeared to be a stand-up guy. Roxanne was not the bring to a business lunch type, she was the type that she lent herself to in his life. His toy, his amusement in his free time. Not to say that she didn’t hold any power over him but she was vastly unimportant which was why he had cut things off. There were plenty of other girls like her that could benefit from being in her position. Their discretion was usually met with a hefty sum. No one looked at his finances but himself so there would be no questions as to where it went. Everything had it’s place and she was fucking with it so she’d pay for her ignorance the only way he knew how. When she bites back he lets go of her hair and takes to smacking her across the face. Once the red sting reaches her pale skin he grasps her jaw to make her look at him. “I don’t want to hear a word from you. Now you know what happens when you speak out of turn. Your pretty little face can’t handle it so I suggest you shut your whore mouth.” Letting go of her he moves around the desk to sit in his chair. After sitting himself down he pulls his tie through his collar and holds it between both his hands. “Turn and face me.” 

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whitedoveapts‌:

Daisy knew that if her parents, especially her mother, ever found out she was keeping company with a convict, she’d be furious; she didn’t even want to imagine what her parents would say if they found out the kind of exchanges she’d had with Nick - she wasn’t even sure they’d believe it. Daisy was their perfect little daughter, groomed to be the emblem of their family’s respectability; except Daisy was slowly finding out that poster child label was a bit too tight for her liking. “I know, I just–” she paused, blushing and looking down for a moment, before finally adding, “I wanted to do something nice for you, but I wasn’t sure what. That would have been a start.” She couldn’t even imagine what being locked up for that long could have been like, and she wanted him to enjoy being out, in whatever way she could. She had the means, after all, so why not use them for a man who had become so important to her? She was glad to see him approve of the taxi, and when she felt his hand on the small of her back, she lead the way, unable to keep her cheeks from burning up even at that simple touch. The taxi was nearby, and once they reached it, she got in and slid to the other side, to leave room for him on the backseat. “Where are we going?” she asked once they were inside, turning to look at him with a smile. 

Ignoring her expression of regret for not bringing clothes he followed her into the taxi. He appreciated the gesture enough that he didn’t have them take the private car that his accomplices had sent for him. He had a feeling that he needed to give her some sense of helping him out for her to feel less antsy. Nick was aware of the vast juxtaposition that their lives set up and he wanted to remedy that. Bearing in mind that this was their first meeting, there was work that had to be done. From what she had told him, all t knew her were under the impression that she was prim and proper and he had no intentions of blowing her cover. Just like he expected that she wouldn’t share any details about his life, he wouldn’t interfere with hers so long as she wished for these lives to stay separate. For the moment, he wanted to protect their lives as separate entities. Leaning over to the driver he slipped him a grand for his discretion as well as the fare for the tax. The car he had arranged would follow them regardless to make sure that they weren’t deterred from their destination. “Don’t worry about it.” And in that answers he refers to everything he says, draping his arm around her and leaning in closely. Against the shell of her ear, he breathes hot air as he speaks lowly, “You remember when I’d ask you to touch yourself when you think of me? Every time without exception?” He beckons kissing her temple before instruction. “I want you to do the same thing, now.” It would require a fair amount of discipline that he hoped he could draw from despite months of deprivation from any women. 

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ravvgeuse‌:

Roxanne had a personality that desired and loved attention — amongst other things. While this could be endearing to some, it was often a nightmare to those who she asked attention from as she often pushed buttons to get it. It started with her father at a young age, getting into trouble until he had to deal with her. Then, it would move on to other men that she wanted to share a bed with or steal from their spouses — and now, that attention had turned towards Elijah. The thought of his wife and child barely made her bat an eye given the spoilt nature. What Roxanne wanted, she tended to get. Therefore, her kind smile was on show for his wife and child as she stepped into his home, speaking to his wife about dropping off papers that needed to be handed in person given their importance. It was an easy lie to believe given that she was his employers daughter. So, when she went further and mentioned that she would wait for him in the office, the wife didn’t disagree. As the male walked in, she could see the anger on his face but her smile didn’t falter. “Don’t be mad with me,” she chimed as she stood up from his office chair and walked around it, until she stood before him and sat on the edge of his desk — legs parted slightly. “I wanted to see you. — But I’m curious, do you want to punish me for sneaking in here? Because that might be enough to keep me here.”

The fact of the matter was, when he first got involved with Roxanne he knew the kind of pain she was going to be. Needy and bratty was about as crisp of a definition that he could think of and he knew that cutting her off was going to be a feat in of itself. So that sad part of it all was that he wasn’t surprised to see her in his office, mostly just angry. He didn’t want to bother himself with how she got in or who saw her, just wanted to teach her a lesson and one she was sure to look forward to despite the cruel intent behind it. His gaze stayed high, suspecting that he’d find that she was bare beneath her short excuse for a skirt and not wanting to get carried away himself. As he approached her more closely he ran his finger up against the back of her head before grabbing a fist full of her golden tresses and yanking at them to get her attention. “You do not relinquish control in this house, clear?” He asks, not intending on releasing the pressure until he receives his answer. Being challenged invigorated him in a way that Roxanne knew would result in burying himself deep within her desperate void. For now, he was controlled and he hadn’t intended on using his own body to give her what she wanted if anything at all. 

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dissimulaticn‌:

Rosie welcomed his presence and didn’t put up a fuss when he pulled her close to him. She’d just have to leave the comfort of the tub jet for awhile. No big deal. As she settled against him, she gave a sigh of content, finding his skin to be prickly and cold against her warmed up skin. She’d probably have to get out soon, couldn’t be in for more than twenty minutes or so, but she’d enjoy what time she had left. “Yeah, no kidding. I baby proofed cabinets today. Didn’t think I’d be doing that…” Her brows started to raise as he continued, and she found her throat beginning to tighten. They’d been waiting for the attorney to call back on baited breath, expecting the worse.

“Holy shit. Are you serious? Don’t fuckin–you’re not lying to me right?”

“Completely serious.” He relents a huge smile spreading across his previously mischievous face. Suppose he was waiting for the right moment to tell her but he couldn’t contain his excitement long enough to even determine when that would be. They’d finally be the family that she deserved, that they all deserved and desperately needed so that they didn’t fall apart. His hands move slowly yet sensually along the curvature of her body. He was screwed if Mira ended up looking anything like her mother, he’d have to fight off boys left and right. At this moment all he could think about was burying himself inside the mother of his children and it was clouded his eyes like a thick fog. 

“Now let me get you out of here so you can finally relax.”

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replies after my classes today babiess 

also plan on posting a trash starter on this for nick sO FUN