fumbling to make contact.

dani // eighteen // est multi-everything indie blog; nsfw themes will occur. god damn the black night with all its f o u l temptation, i become what i always hated when I was with you then; we looked like giants in the back of my grey subcompact, f u m b l i n g to make contact as the others slept inside...

[ofgiants]

just so you guys know my activity will probably be slow for the next few days as i’m starting back in classes (ugh, just ugh)

i will try to get to replies but i know myself and i’ll probably be too tired to hang around for very long, but hopefully after this week things will get back to normal!

[cursetheheavens]

I reached 104 followers and a FOLLOW FOREVER is in order !! 

It is definitely crazy to think that I’ve had this account for a little under a month and already have THIS many followers. Y’all are such gems and I feel lucky as cheese to have such incredible partners and just blogs in general that I follow.

The accounts that are in BOLD means I consider you to be one of my close friends on here and that I love you to pieces & italic means I admire you from afar & all the rest just means I will follow you till the end of time, I love your blog, and I love you.

ALSO BONUS SHOUT OUT TO @antcgoniist​ FOR DEALING WITH MY MUSES ON A DAILY BASIS AND DEALING WITH ME IN OUR IMS I LOVE YOU, YOU DA REAL MVP

@antcgoniist, @cavalierycuth, @theenchantedbeauties​, @wcnderless, @lucywrites, @rebclliousyouth, @synchronxcity, @wildstcrs, @contritcm, @heartofwires, @vulgcr, @lilyrussoxo, @nancywriites, @7wcnders, @fewrebels, @wxnderlvstsx, @scnsation, @adauntlessangel, @thosehopelessdreamers, @thorneisms, @hellasgreece, @brillivnt​, @feelinvented, @heroexxs, @houscofmusings, @taintedisms, @lxveleexinsxnity, @bxdyrxck, @lostcrew, @violentcurses, @ofgiants, @superindiepeeps​, @ctastrophe​, @pocketfulofmuscs​, @bcbylon​, @pxrtyanthem​, @gentlisms​, @meowindie​, @illustriovs​, @trcnqxil​, @silentjourney​, & @bloodtiics​. 

[ofgiants]

Me, imagining a scene in my head: beautiful poetic prose that gracefully and artfully describes the scene in vivid detail, giving the reader concise imagery and beautiful wordplay to ruminate on.

Me, actually writing: The angry man throwed his chair through the window angrily and bigly. "I'm angry and pissed off." He said because he was mad.

[ofgiants]

bcdthinqs:

rylin’s lungs were burning from the large steps she was taking, her heart pounding in her chest and her legs feeling almost numb as she ran across the dark street late at night. she made sure to look behind her every once in a while, the three men chasing her finally faltering in catching up with her. minutes before this moment she had knocked a guy out who had been provoking her and dared her to fight after a discussion in some illegal bar and fight club. he definitely hadn’t expected to be knocked out by a girl. turns out the guy was one of the most powerful ones in the illegal fighting business in this town, hence to why she had been beat up right away and was currently being chased by three large men after she managed to escape from them during the beating. she rounded a corner, looking behind her once more before going for the first house she laid her eyes on. she needed to get her ass of the streets asap. she rang the doorbell, knocking on the door at the same time and immediately barging inside when someone opened up.

allison had been reading when she heard the urgent knocks on her door. her eyebrows furrowed and she glanced up from the book before her, assuming for a split second that the sound had to be from somewhere else -- nobody knocked on her door, especially not this late at night and with that much gusto. but just as she’d reasoned the noise away she heard it again, loud and clear. “i’m coming,” allison said, without thinking of it beforehand. truthfully, she was prepared to send whoever it was away. even if it was one of her friends messing with her, she didn’t feel like having it right now. she took her time making it to the door, and very cautiously opened it up. the speed with which the figure barged in was enough to send her stepping back. “um, hello?” her fingers still curled around the knob, she glanced out onto the street as if expecting another troupe to walk inside. she’d never seen the girl before in her life; clearly, she was intoxicated or...something. but the urgent look in her eyes set allison back. “sorry, i really don’t think this is the house you thought it was.”

[prettymysticfalls]

If it’s one of those skirts that is just a little too long, and I keep stepping… I will lose my mind. There are certain skirts in wardrobe that I want to rip to shreds and burn. I trip up on them and it’s just- when you’re trying to get ready for a scene and you’re like “okay, cool, let’s do this” and you’re pumped and you’re like going in, then trip and you fall face first into a door, again and again and again. And again. And people are stepping on you, it’s ugh, so annoying. [laughs]  But that doesn’t happen very often. Honestly I don’t get irritated with costumes very often. Once a week maybe I’ll be like, “this corset, I want to eat more lunch and I can’t. This is annoying.” They are quite uncomfortable, but you do get used to it. It’s like wearing a bra for the first time. Usually it feels kind of awkward but then you get used to it.

[ofgiants]

midnighthcurs:

Serena was a smart girl, but when it came to flirting and catching signals, they always went right over her head. She wasn’t even sure how she managed to get a girlfriend in the first place. So the idea of someone else – especially someone as gorgeous as Spencer – liking her was absolutely ridiculous to Serena. A little sigh of relief left her lips once she was informed that her girlfriend was okay. But she had to rewind a few seconds after that. “Wait –” Serena paused, head tilting to the side, “I’m cute?” Oh no. She couldn’t do this thing where she fell in love with anyone who was nice to her. She had a girlfriend now, for crying out loud. Sitting up straighter in her seat, Serena nodded her head, “Yeah, I’d like to think so. It’s been six months already. And…I guess it is about time to for us to get to know each other. So, what do you want to know?”

“Yeah,” Spencer affirmed, lips quirking up at the surprise on the blonde’s face. “You’re adorable. Doesn’t Maggie tell you that all the time?” The question slips out without any prior thought to its implications. Spencer wasn’t trying to sow seeds of discord in anyone’s relationship, least of all her sister’s, but she couldn’t help herself. When she wanted something she didn’t hold back. It just so happened that Serena had been on her mind as of late. And if her sister really didn’t appreciate the blonde for who she was, wasn’t Spencer doing the woman a favor? “Never mind,” she dismissed, giving Serena no time to answer. “I don’t wanna know about your relationship. That’s basically all I know about you. So tell me something fun instead. Hopes, dreams...feelings.” Spencer shrugged, her eyes remaining on the other as she leaned back in her chair.

[ofgiants]

lucidlvst:

“not really, i was getting really annoyed that you weren’t here yet,” she told her honestly, a soft chuckle escaping her lips. she reached out, grabbing addy’s hand needily and pulling her closer. “i wanna make out. and then maybe i’ll just.. accidentally trail my kisses down your neck, down your chest to your nipples while my hands roam your body and find their way to your clit.. i can go on.” 

a soft laugh escaped at that. mariam was feisty; it was one of the many things addy appreciated about the other. “accidentally, huh? well, when you put it like that...” as gratifying as it was to hear the woman becoming impatient with her antics, the ideas running through addy’s head were making it difficult to hold out. she brushed her thumb over the top of the woman’s hand and abruptly pulled herself up to straddle her thighs. she left mere inches between their lips. “y’know, you were all i could think about tonight. the whole time i was up on stage...i was just thinking about how wet i was for you. how much i wanted to taste you...”

[ofgiants]

shrinemade:

selene was one of the best at what she did, in the best agency, one of the top billed. and so – when she was hired ( by the white house of all places ) she jumped at the opportunity. it’d look great on her resume when everything was said and done. maybe she’d be permanent. she’s had difficult clients before, it’s nothing new. julia, however, was proving to at least be amusing. she flirted back with the blonde ( surprisingly enough ) and provided some amusement to a job that usually was rather dull. now, for instance, selene knew something was up when she had retired early. so she waited. and when the bedroom door beside her opened, she stepped out as well with an amused eyebrow raising. ❝ i’m not stupid, jules, ❞ the blonde points out, lips twitching into a smirk. ❝ midnight snack in a little black dress and eyeliner? ❞

“and i’m not lying. didn’t say where i was getting my midnight snack, did i?” julia lifted an eyebrow with her point, though it was almost certainly lost in the darkness around them. she eyed the blonde before her. there was still one hope for her night, one hope that she’d relied on before and lost. but this time, julia was feeling lucky. a smirk came to her lips as she took a step closer and made a show of sighing loudly. “you never let me have any fun. i’m repressed, sel, that’s no way to live.” her shoulders slumped as she watched the woman. “just...i put a lot of work into this. can’t you just let go for one night? we could have fun together if you came.” she left the statement open-ended, a gleam in her eye as she silently tried to tempt the woman in.

[hopperjane]

[mrsxbrightsidex]

@ofgiants

[tessrpsarchive]

I want a f/f plot where muse a always tries their hardest to be outgoing, and is very kind, but also hella insecure, and she just wants to have friends and be well liked, she tries to hide her genius. She wants to please everyone including her rich socialite parents. Then there’s muse b who is muse a’s best friend. Muse b is sarcastic and cynical, and makes fun of muse a’s need to please everyone. Muse b grew up in a broken home and practically lives at muse a’s house. The only person muse b ever wanted to please was muse a because muse b is secretly in love with muse a. Muse a once had feelings for muse b, but wasn’t really sure what they were because muse has never been in a relationship with a female and doesn’t know if its just friendship feelings or something more. 

[ofgiants]

thequeensxgambit:

“Sweetheart. Yeah. It’s a natural turn of phrase for me.” She said softly, too caught up in taking a long swig from her bottle to engage with the direction of gaze that Ashley’s eyes took toward her ring finger. Marriage had never been a priority for Lucy, although her mother loved to mention it. “Age of consent? Good to know.” She added shortly, tilting her head a little at the various facts about Kentucky and the clarification that Ashley herself was not betrothed to another. It was noted as a ramble instantly but Lucy let the moment go with a faint nod and smile. “It’s never too early or late for a drink, sweetheart. Sometimes it’s just what the body needs.” She insisted in a polite address as she moved inside her home. It was modern and simplistic for the most part and notably devoid of the touches that may appear to make a house a home. There were very few photos and the decorations that did hang on the wall were paintings that lacked extravagance. Once they had made their way along the extended hallway the sound of the music grew louder and the group of people became clear. Her staff had exchanged their smart clothing for Christmas jumpers and jeans. A large part of her had been glad to see them so relaxed because she knew her power in the office. Work hard, play sometimes. “Hey Michael. Would you turn down the music a little? Miss Bartowski’s friend is attempting to sleep.” She called over the stereo and the man instantly, and slightly drunkenly, moved to adjust the volume. At this point Lucy turned toward the kitchen where only a few of her staff lingered, her assumption being that Ashley would continue to follow. Her staff would not question the presence of a new and strange face. The kitchen was just as clean as the rest of the home but in the party state it had become littered with a varying level and variety of alcohol bottles. “Let me make you something nice.” She proposed to Ashley, her hand drifting easily to her lower back before she moved away to begin her preparation in a practically shining glass. She looked almost studious as she mixed the contents of juice bottles and alcoholic beverages alike until at last she presented it to her new, and notably pretty, companion. “Here. It’s something quite sweet. How about we take a seat and you can inform me more about the various laws of Kentucky…?”

"I guess if any time qualifies...” Ashley left the sentence open-ended. Adding alcohol to her string of admittedly irresponsible choices wasn’t a good idea -- which meant that, for the time being, it sounded very appealing to her. In her mind she attempted to distance herself from the situation. Getting to know a neighbor was about as innocent as it got, so as far as that went, she was doing great. However, Ashley wasn’t bringing Lucy a basket of apples and welcoming her to the neighborhood, she was accepting a drink at four in the morning with all of her smashed employees strewn around the house. But the sleep in her eyes had left, which left her with a desire to get to know Lucy Winchester, one way or another. So she stepped behind the woman and into her home, noting the sparse decor as they walked through the hallway. She wondered if the woman’s move was recent. That might explain why Ashley had yet to meet her; but she didn’t feel like questioning the other about that. A small laugh escaped Ashley as they descended further into the house, and she was reminded of her reason for coming in the first place. “Thanks Michael,” she murmured, mostly to herself. At least she knew her roommate wouldn’t be stomping after her now. In fact, she’d probably be asleep within five minutes’ time. Ashley leaned her elbows against the counter and she watched Lucy get to work mixing her drink, making no comment on the hand on her back, other than a friendly smile. “You’re pretty good at this,” she observed slowly. It wasn’t meant to be a compliment, though Ashley was thoroughly impressed nonetheless. “But you should know, my knowledge on Kentucky...not as vast as I’d like it to be, honestly. I could really use some studying up.” As she spoke, Ashley’s eyes fluttered upward to Lucy’s and she languidly accepted the offered glass. For some reason, she felt aware of her every action. “I’d love to know more about you, though, since your whole vibe is pretty mysterious. I mean, you look pretty young to be in charge of this many people.” The last comment slipped out almost unwittingly. 

[ofgiants]

“sneaking out” was an art best perfected by repeated failure. at least, such was the case when your father was the president and your every movement was supervised. it was a hard-knock life. honestly, she just wanted some time with her friends (and the couple hundred strangers in the club they’d eventually settled on). but it seemed that this was not in her stars. after she’d insisted that she was going to bed early, julia had spent a half hour in her room preparing. she’d changed, laid in bed for a while, and was ready to make her escape as she edged down the quiet hallway. but the creak of a floorboard nearby let her know that she wasn’t alone. julia tensed and glanced to the source of the noise. she took a deep breath and straightened out her back, offering the taller woman a small smile. “midnight snack,” she explained, with a shrug that said what can you do? of course, she didn’t expect selene to buy it. she never did. // @shrinemade

[ofgiants]

midnighthcurs:

open || females and non-binary preferred connection: best friend, (step)sister, crush, anything!

“No, let me at ‘er. If she’s gonna fuckin’ cheat on me with someone that ugly, she deserves to get knocked out,” Marissa’s words were said through gritted teeth as she was effortlessly pulled away from her now ex-girlfriend and the chick she’d been cheating on Marissa with. It probably wasn’t a good idea that she’d discovered this while completely wasted. That made her pick battles that she couldn’t easily win. Pushing them off of her, Marissa moved a hair out of her face. “Fine! I’m fine! I’m not going to try anything,” she promised before taking a couple deep breaths. A second later, though, she was lunging toward them again. 

Two shots and a significant amount of ill-timed meetings later and Allison was wondering why she ever let herself out of the house. Oh, that was right -- it was all thanks to the small redhead attempting to lunge out of her arms and at her (presumably) ex-girlfriend. Allison didn’t approve of the other girl’s choices by any means, and it hurt to see Marissa so hurt, but she was pretty sure the both of them could easily be taken by the redhead’s ex and her side chick. “Mar -- Marissa!” Allison grabbed her from around the waist again, dragging her away from the pair. Both girls were staring at the scene with widened eyes. “Please, I don’t wanna get kicked out of this place,” though, on second thought, being kicked out wouldn’t be so bad. She pulled her friend further away and readjusted her strategy. “She’s not even worth it, okay? You deserve so much better.” Now that was the truth.

[ofgiants]

toomanyfacets:

suggestions: gf, ex-gf, fwb one night stand, just some girl that really likes to have sex with other girls

Soft moan spilled from her lips. Her face burrowed in the pillow. Jemma was completely lost in the moment– in the actions of the other. Her thighs kept tightening until she lost control of herself– not in the way one would anticipate. No, that would have been great. Nothing ever really worked out for her, hence how her knee not so gently hit the other girl in the face. Hard. “Oh, fuck. Are you okay,” she asked, suddenly covering herself with the blanket. She tried her damnedest to not laugh but it was impossible. “You might need an ice pack for that.” 

Although Julia liked to think of herself as pretty in tune with her partners, particularly those she’d been with before, she had to admit that she’d been blindsided by this particular encounter. The knee in her face was enough to send her hand flying to her nose, rolling over to the edge of the other girl’s bed. For a moment, her vision turned white behind her eyelids. “Ouch! Oh, fuck. Fuck. Ow.” She hardly registered Jemma’s question, instead focusing her efforts on willing herself out of a nosebleed. That would probably be the worst end she’d had to a sexual encounter to date (probably). “You know, if you didn’t like the tongue thing you could’ve just said something.” She grimaced and groaned. It hurt, really. Maybe just not as much as her dramatic noises would have someone believe. “No, it’s too late for me, Jem. This... it’s the end.”

[ofgiants]

lucidlvst:

mariam loved surprising addy like this. she loved seeing her both impressed and surprised at the same time –– it gave her a major ego boost. the brunette shrugged lightly. “i don’t know, but it feels like forever, babe,” she whined softly, patting the space next to her on the bed. “are you going to be joining me or are you going to be boring and go to bed?” 

“mm, someone’s been patient.” the words were teasing, but she was impressed with the resolve, nonetheless. addy quirked an eyebrow at the woman, raising her arms in a fake yawn all the while. “i dunno, i think maybe i should just turn in,” she shrugged, though a small smirk remained on her lips. she advanced ever further, stopping only a foot away from mariam. “that is, unless you have a better idea. i’d love to hear your thoughts.”

[ofgiants]

brillivnt:

                   “you sicken me,” emory bit out venomously. “i was so excited to spend new years with you. so excited to celebrate and bring you around all of my friends. and not an hour before the ball dropped you were puking your guts out in the goddamn bathroom screaming that you didn’t want me anywhere near you. happy fucking new year to me, right? what are you doing here, anyways? i thought i said i didn’t want to see you.”

“really? i sicken you?” the uncharacteristic guilt that had taken residence in her gut was suddenly muddied with a twist of unsullied anger. spencer lifted her chin at the man before her, the apology that she’d come to spit out quickly dissolving on her tongue. “well, i’m so sorry to hear that i’m not the princess you thought i was. expected me to beg you to hold my hair back, did you?" she blinked at him, before managing a scoff. “never mind...fuck you, em. i told you i wasn’t good with this relationship shit when you met me, so don’t go pretending like i surprised you.”

[ofgiants]

lucidlvst:

           ( open to males, females and non-binary !! ) 

                 “is this distracting enough for you?” with mariam once again being in between jobs, most of her time was spent at their house. dressed in nothing but a red lingerie set, she knew that she had to be getting their attention. “you needed a distraction, i provide. at least pay attention to me then.” 

after playing a long night, addy usually looked forward to well-needed sleep in her bed. this night, however, the sight of her scantily clad girlfriend was giving her other ideas. “oh, yeah, i remember why i like you so much,” she murmured, dropping her keys on the counter as she sauntered closer to the raven-haired beauty. her eyes danced downward as she watched mariam. “how long have you been waiting for me like this, babe?”