kiss me like u mean it

ottoline clark // 24 // journalist // looking for the lead of a lifetime // nav //

[ottolinexclark]

cute-colorful-scars‌:

When looking for a good bar to spend her evening in, all Grace asked for was good music. Whether it was 80′s rock or some new crazy pop song, all she wanted was some background noise that didn’t make her want to simply drop dead from the boredom. She didn’t go to bars to make friends, she went to spend some time with herself and her best friend Jack Daniels. But when the opportunity rose, that someone decided to speak to her, she wasn’t one to shoo them away…most of the time. Grace chuckled softly and let her eyes examine the person in front of her first before speaking “Clearly” A smirk appeared on her face before she continued “Did I scare you? I know I can look mean when I want to but I don’t bite”

Trying to hide her embarrassment, Ottoline smiled at the other woman. “I’m not usually so clumsy, I promise.” It wasn’t true, but she dreaded having such a bad first impression. “I wouldn’t have been so scared if I’d known you were so beautiful; I thought I was the only hot person that came to this bar.” She flirted to compensate for any residual awkwardness, though the woman was strikingly gorgeous. 

[ottolinexclark]

samxxemerson‌:

Sam let out a long slow breath, chuckling as she climbed on top of them. Their hands gripped her hips as they moaned again. It was like she knew every one of their erroneous zones. “Fuck,” they huffed, dropping their head back. “You just keep doing whatever the fuck you have been and I’m pretty sure it’ll be great regardless,” Sam grinned. “I’m pretty much okay with anything, but I’ll let you know.”

“Sounds good.” She laughed slightly, enjoying giving someone else so much pleasure, and moved her hands down to undo the buttons on Sam’s shirt. “Merde.” Ottoline gasped. “Too many layers.” She pulled her own top over her head and then brought her mouth to the other’s nipple, biting softly. 

[ottolinexclark]

giomikos‌:

Gio shook his head. “No no, I apologize. I didn’t think the glass would be so heavy on the counter.” He smiled softly. “Please, let me buy you a drink for scaring you.”

“It’s not your fault!” Ottoline quickly asserted; she was a very clumsy person in general. “However, I never say no to a free drink.” She grinned, still slightly embarrassed, but attempting to brush it off. “I’m Ottoline, by the way.”

[ottolinexclark]

damiensect‌:

Laughing softly as she unbuttoned his shirt, he examined the one she picked up. “Alright, smarty pants,” He shrugged off the shirt. “I’ll be sure to include it in my purchases.” It couldn’t be bad if she was complimenting it. “Mm, I’ll lose mine if you lose yours.”

Ottoline made the decision to indulge him impulsively, but as she pushed him back into the dressing room and closed the curtains she couldn’t bring herself to regret it. In one swift move she pulled her dress over her head and smirked. “Your turn.” Her gaze was heated, pupils dilated with desire. 

[ottolinexclark]

damiensect‌:

“Pft,” He scoffed. “I know how to dress,” He countered. He didn’t think that the clothes clashed almost at all. Did they? He wasn’t sure now, but he wasn’t going to let her know that. “Is that all you wanted, or did you still want to ogle me?”

“Hmm, I wouldn't be so sure of that.” She teased, taking a step towards him. Arrogant, maybe, but Ottoline could still have some fun. “Actually, I think you could use some help.” Smirking, she unbuttoned his shirt fully and pulled a new one from his pile. “This is more your colour; it matches those baby blues. Those pants can’t be salvaged though, it may be best if you just take them off altogether.” Ottoline grinned, biting her lip at the thought. 

[ottolinexclark]

After a terrible day at work, Ottoline wanted nothing more than to relax and have a few drinks. Her favourite bar was usually quiet and she liked having casual conversations with the bartender and the other regulars. Ordering her usual, she sat up at the bar, delicately perched on an empty stool. Deep in her own thoughts, she barely noticed when someone got up next to her. That is, until the person slammed their drink down, causing her to nearly fall off the chair in surprise. “Shit!” Ottoline gasped, catching herself at the last second. “I didn't see you there, clearly.” She laughed awkwardly, turning to look at the person in question.  

[damiensect]

Damien stepped outside of the dressing room, buttoning up his shirt and zipping up his pants before looking up. “Oh, hey,” He said to the other who was openly staring at him. If there weren’t still dainty feet visible in the dressing room, this would look totally normal. But that was not the case. “Do you just like the view or was there something you’d like to say?”

[ottolinexclark]

Ottoline looked the man in front of her up and down, taking in the view of his broad shoulders and toned stomach. When he spoke she looked him in the eye, raising a brow. “I was just looking at your outfit. Someone ought to tell you those colours clash terribly with your complexion.” Insanely attractive, but also ridiculously arrogant; Ottoline didn’t think he needed any more of an ego boost. 

[nicholasxsullivan]

“Aw, your legs are trembling~ does it feel that good?”

“Uh, yeah, obviously,” Sam chuckled, looking at the other a moment before closing their eyes. They took a deep breath, wanting to calm themself a bit. “Would you believe me if I said it’s been a while?”

[ottolinexclark]

Ottoline moved from her place between the other’s thighs to straddle their waist. “Honestly? I wouldn’t have guessed.” She whispered into their ear, biting the lobe slightly. “But I suppose that means I’m just going to have to make this extra good.” She smirked, dipping down to plant kisses along Sam’s jawline. “Just let me know if there’s anything you aren’t comfortable with, okay?” 

[ottolinexclark]

konstastartedajoke‌:

“Yeah, sorry again. Stay right here, Ottoline. Okay?”  Konsta gave the other a smile before heading off to where his bag was. He got out the shirt he was going to change into and came back with it in his hand. “It’s the least I can do because I made you spill your vodka. Besides order you another one, of course.” The comedian took a moment to think. “Was it just vodka, or was it mixed.” He felt bad for making a big mess. “What a way to make a first impression, huh? Let’s start over. I’m Konsta, and you are Ottoline. It’s a pleasure to meet you..”

At first, the man’s behaviour baffled her; people didn’t act like this in real life, but she had learned not to look a gift horse in the mouth. “Thanks.” Ottoline acknowledged, letting her face relax into a smile. “Vodka cranberry, so this was really helpful. Nobody wants to walk around looking like they’re bleeding out.”  Grin widening, she quickly slipped her old shirt off and replaced it with the new one, winking at him. Everyone was too busy paying attention to the show to notice. Ottoline offered her hand to shake, smirking slightly. “The pleasure is all mine.”

[lanacndr]

Celine released a long sigh, pushing herself up into a Downward Dog position. Yoga was something that never failed to calm her. It helped bring peace and calm to the young woman’s otherwise chaotic life, and that was something she needed. Perhaps even more so than usual. Each person had their own coping mechanisms. Legs spread a little wider and it was then that she realized someone was behind her, gaze meeting theirs as she held her pose. “How long have you been standing there?”

[ottolinexclark]

Yoga wasn’t something Ottoline had a lot of time nor patience for, but she liked to try it once in a while. Every time she hoped it would awaken the calm inside her that others spoke of and every time she left even more frustrated than the last. This time, however, her frustration seemed to be of a different nature. The girl in front of her posed effortlessly, with a grace she couldn’t comprehend, and it was turning her stomach into knots. Not realising she had been staring, Ottoline’s eyes widened and her cheeks flamed with embarrassment. “Uh, not long enough.” She blurted out inappropriately. Only pretty girls had this kind of affect on her usually confident nature. 

[konstastartedajoke]

“Allow me to be frank with the commencement. My name is Konsta. I’m thirty-five, and I’m performing on stage tomorrow! But for now, enjoy my incredibly talented troupe mates! For those of you who don’t know us, we’re called Village of Idiots, and we’ll be here all week.”  The comedian finished introducing his act to the patrons of the comedy club his improv troupe was performing at. He couldn’t believe they were finally headliners at an actual reputable club. Making his way to the bar to grab a drink, he brushed shoulders with another. “Sorry about that!”

[ottolinexclark]

Ottoline didn’t often frequent comedy clubs; she found that the more people tried to be funny, the less they actually made her laugh. Still, somehow she had found her way there, pressured by pushy co-workers, ready to watch a train wreck in motion. She was sure they’d live up to the name ‘Village of Idiots’, but not in the way they intended. At least the opener was easy on the eyes, she thought, sipping on her drink distractedly as the show itself began. Eyes glazed over, she stared into the distance until something literally knocked her back to reality, spilling vodka down her front. Angrily, Ottoline whipped her head around, locking eyes with the man from the stage. His apology softened her expression and she forced a smile. “It’s fine. Just be more careful, okay?” Her friends told her that she needed to work on not coming off like an asshole all the time. “Konsta, right? I’m Ottoline.”

[ottolinexclark]

HEY, I'M (OTTOLINE CLARK), A (24) YEAR OLD, (SINGLE), (WOMAN) WHO IDENTIFIES AS (PANSEXUAL), (JOURNALIST). I’M LOOKING FOR (A BIT OF FUN, MAYBE MORE). SOME PEOPLE THINK THAT I LOOK LIKE (SAOIRSE RONAN) BUT I DON’T SEE IT. (elise, 18, she/her, gmt)

Ottoline is an only child. Her parents had a very tumultuous relationship that has led her to be distrusting and overly-independent. She has never been in a serious relationship and is unsure whether she is capable of that level of commitment and trust. 

She is Canadian and grew up in Montréal with French as a second language. 

Although she enjoyed the company of others, Ottoline often comes off as aloof and struggles to make friends.

She may not seem very open sexually, and generally is quite a private person, but Ottoline is forward and has no shame in asking for, and getting, exactly what she wants. 

x born june 12 1994

x gemini sun, virgo moon, scorpio rising

x myers briggs - ESTP

x enneagram - 5

x moral alignment - chaotic neutral 

[cobrasnakedits]