exhilaration and anguish .

𝒃𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒏 𝒃𝒚 𝒈𝒐𝒅! ( 30+ ) horror &. kink.

[neonk1nk]

#𝒏𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒌1𝒏𝒌 , 30+ . low activity sideblog , highly triggering with a focus on smut , angst , and taboo themes .

[gravekeeps]

since they were young he had been the strong one, resolute and confident in the way he cared for them. she’d always admired that about him. the agreement he voices brings her relief and newfound determination, nodding her head along and finding herself instinctively drifting closer to him at the softness in his gaze and the way it wrapped around her with the same comfort that his arms always would.

hazel eyes widen slightly at the next words to leave his lips, a moment of tender surprise before she feels her stomach flipping at the what she could read through the comment. no guy deserved either of them … except him. she hovers in the space next to him and drowns in the tension, feels it build and build until it’s rising up over her head. the way he smiled, looked down at her, the way his digits extended to lightly graze her arm. zara can’t help the little noise of frustration that leaves her, her skin buzzing where he’d touched it, a small nod of her head following his encouragement.

“ i’m gonna .. ” her words fade away as she grabs his hand and pulls him towards the door and into the hallway down towards maddie’s room. she lifts her free hand and knocks lightly before turning the knob and opening the door a crack - “ mads, can we come in ? ”

[neonk1nk]

Micah barely had time to process the shift before Zara’s fingers wrapped around his hand, tugging him forward. His breath hitched at the contact, his mind reeling even as his body followed her without hesitation. The warmth of her palm against his sent a quiet thrill through him, but he forced himself to focus, to not let it show.

As they moved down the hall, his gaze flickered to the side, studying the way her grip on him tightened just slightly—like she needed this, needed him. And God help him, he wasn’t about to deny her that.

When she knocked on Maddie’s door, Micah exhaled slowly, steadying himself. The moment had shifted, but the weight of what had just passed between them still lingered, humming in his chest. He gave Zara’s hand the lightest squeeze, as if to say I’m here, before releasing it as she turned the knob.

His voice was low but steady as he added, “We need to talk, Mads.”

[neonk1nk]

i need some more writing partners . hit the heart and i’ll come to you .

[cruelangcls]

"maybe i did. maybe i didn't. who's to say? not me, certainly. i've got no idea what you mean," melody is playful, smirking. despite the appearance, their heart raced in double time. especially when the other's hand touched his own. a glance down, just for a fraction of a moment, before returning to their locked looks before.

being the child of a mafioso had its rewarded. namely the money and the time she could spend making sure she looked good every day. especially today though. especially for him. honestly, any eyes lingering on them was lovely and welcomed, but his? those were the targets.

"maybe a bit of both. who can deny both how irresistible i am and how much you want to fall for me? how about that?" the dark haired beauty whispered in turn. his lips curled higher and higher. "tell me more. i'm listening."

[neonk1nk]

Sol’s lips twitched into a smirk, slow and deliberate, as he tilted his head just slightly—just enough to let his gaze drag over Melody with a knowing gleam. He didn’t need to say it; they both knew what this was. A game. A push-and-pull that neither of them wanted to end.

His fingers lingered where they touched hers, deliberate yet deceptively casual, a barely-there stroke along the edge of her skin before pulling away. Just enough to leave her wanting.

“Is that so?” His voice was low, almost amused, but there was something else underneath—something sharp, something dangerous. “Irresistible, huh? Bold claim.”

He leaned in, close enough that Melody could catch the faintest trace of his cologne, warm spice and something deeper. Something intoxicating.

“But if that’s true,” he murmured, his lips curling into something just shy of a challenge, “then tell me—why do you sound like you’re the one falling first?”

[neonk1nk]

closed for @cruelangcls.

A sly smile tugged at his lips as they leaned against the doorframe, his gaze locking onto the other like a hunter sizing up their prey.

“You always look good, but tonight?” He let the words hang, his tone dripping with honey. “You’re dangerous. If I didn’t know better, I’d think you dressed like that just to drive me crazy.”

He took a slow step closer, the soft click of their heels echoing in the quiet room. His fingers brushed lightly against the other’s hand, a deliberate touch that sent sparks racing up his spine.

“You should warn people before you do that—showing up looking like a dream. It’s a little unfair to the rest of us.”

His grin widened, full of playful mischief, as he tilted his head.

“So, tell me… are you trying to make me fall for you? Or is this just you being you—utterly irresistible?”

[gravekeeps]

closed for my electric soul @neonk1nk .

“ she’s really upset, ” zara pouts softly, lacing her arms together over her chest as her shoulders droop in a sigh before she peels her gaze away from the window. while she wasn’t necessarily the most emotional girl herself, these were the two people she cared about most in the entire world - it broke her heart to see her sister’s heart broken. “ we should … ” her breath hitches slightly, words caught in her throat like an insect in a spider’s web. they crept too, like insects, crawling up her throat and out of her mouth as she shivers and looks over at micah. “ i mean, he doesn’t deserve her. she’s too good for him. ” quiet footfalls bring her over to where he stood, pushing her tongue into the hollow of her cheek as her eyes flicker up to meet his. “ right ? ” she sought his permission, his approval.

[neonk1nk]

Micah’s jaw tensed as Zara spoke, his gaze fixed on her even before she turned to him. Her pout, the soft vulnerability in her voice—it stirred something in him that shouldn’t have. He let out a low breath, his hands gripping the counter behind him as if grounding himself.

“She’s way too good for him,” he agreed, his tone firm yet quiet, carrying an undertone of protectiveness. His eyes softened as they met hers, a flicker of something unspoken passing between them. “No guy like that deserves either of you.”

Her proximity was distracting, and when her eyes searched his, seeking his approval, his chest tightened. He tilted his head slightly, a crooked smile tugging at the corner of his lips as he reached out, letting his fingers graze her arm—just lightly enough to test the boundary they both knew existed.

“Don’t doubt yourself, Zara,” he murmured, his voice dipping lower, “You don’t need me to tell you what’s right—you already know.”

But the way he held her gaze betrayed him, revealing that his reassurance wasn’t just about her words, but about her—her presence, her everything.

[neonk1nk]

i need some more writing partners . hit the heart and i’ll come to you .

[spider-mann]

Paul Mescal for W Magazine

[donner-maysilee]

PAUL MESCAL as LUCIUS Gladiator II dir. Ridley Scott