S K E E T SKRT

there's no place quite like here, there's no better time than now. you gotta stay ready. that's why I stay ready. . . aiko.

[thewiire]

      ❝ look ––– i get it. we all have those little crushes and shit when we’re young. hell, when i was your age i had a crush on my best friends mom, but i’ve known you since you were a fuckin’ kid. ❞ dominic wasn’t big on turning girls down ––- especially ones that looked like her but she was a walking complication. ❝ you’re my sisters best friend. it can’t happen. i don’t care how much lingerie you wear around me or how you look bending over the pool table, she’ll kick my ass if she found out about us and i know you well enough to say you’ve got a big ass mouth. ❞

[painisms]

of course, caliber tried to pretend she was listening, but all she had truly done the entire time he’d spoken was nod. slowly but surely she made her way around the pool table, lightly biting down on her lower lip before a sultry little smile find it’s way to her mouth.  ❝so. . .  you can’t keep lying to my face about how much you don’t want to fuck me because of your holier than thou morals, or, ❞ dainty hands reached for loose denim belt loops, gently tugging the fine ass man before her just a bit closer.  ❝i can show you my ass bent over this pool table and you can actually take advantage of this opportunity.❞ dominic had a considerable amount of height on caliber, but that didn’t stop her from standing on the tips of her toes, just barely allowing her lips to brush his ever so softly.  ❝what’s it gonna be?❞

[risqueanatomy]

☆°● — open to: males/females !!

Maximilian leaned in closer to the other when he heard them ask a question and he took it in stride, thinking for a moment before answering. “I don’t think she knows,” He responded with a tone that was filled with lust and was just as quiet as their’s was. His hand slipped behind the back of the other person’s waist and Max pressed his body up against them as they sat on someone’s bed upstairs. In these moments, he didn’t care that he was already in a relationship. After all, the real love of his life was the person he was in this room with him now, not the girl who was probably wondering where he had wandered off to. “She’s not as smart as you think she is,” He explained to them. “I have her completely fooled. She doesn’t know that when I’m with her in bed with her, I’m just stuck thinking of fucking you,” Maximilian confessed and was a bit embarrassed by his candidness. “…Why are you wondering?” He asked, his free hand moving back to their upper thigh. “Don’t tell me you’re getting jealous of my relationship with my girlfriend? You know it’s you that I really want.”

[painisms]

With a soft, raspy breath, Caliber tried to separate herself from the overwhelming desire to be wrapped in the entirety of Max’s arms, content with the ability to get nothing but closer. “I-It’s about more than her- “ Caliber hummed out a quiet breath as the feeling of his body against hers became more prominent. “... Intelligence.” 

A quick breath hitched in her throat easily with every promising word that left his mouth, egging her on in the direction of something so bad that couldn’t possibly feel any more good.

A dainty hand found Max’s wrist, securely attempting to keep his wandering hand from going places she couldn’t take. “I don’t wanna be the girl who ruined a relationship anymore, Max. I just. . . don’t.” The less of a physical connection they had, the easier it was for her to express how she felt. “If it was actually me you really wanted, it wouldn’t be her you’re going home to.”

[painisms]

honesttogcd:

@painisms ( sc )

He’s a little buzzed, and his mind is more than a little clouded at this point. “Your lips make me wonder what the rest of you tastes like,” he chuckles, licking his own lips before he leans in once again, now only millimeters from them. “Do you mind if I find out?”

“you’re drunk.” siobahn thought it would be a good idea for the two of them to sit and chat over drinks, but she figured that he just might’ve had one drink too many. everybody knew that one drink too many made most individuals 5 times more attractive. “you don’t want to kiss me. you just like to talk.” the petite brunette murmured, elbow propped up on the counter while a hand supported her chin. saying that she didn’t find him extremely attractive would’ve been a lie, but she didn’t want to start something they couldn’t finish and regret it all tomorrow.

[painisms]

{ ❌ snap: gf, fuck buddy, etc. ⚠️ }

[painisms]

+agxinstthecxrrent:

CASSIE: i guess that’s true CASSIE: wasn’t planning to ;) CASSIE: do you need a sneak preview?

ALEK: you tryin to put me in an early grave? ALEK: what i need is a taco ALEK: and to see you naked ALEK: in person

[painisms]

scnsation:

“I know you were thinking it, I know I was ten minutes ago,” she replied with a shrug, her gaze turning downwards to stare at the floor. She couldn’t possibly know where Keith would stand when the baby was born or even during the months leading up to it nor did she dare think about it – yet she couldn’t find herself too worried about it, either. She’d always seen herself as a strong, independent woman and her unexpected pregnancy didn’t change that one bit. She stayed silent, letting him speak his thoughts and she didn’t know what to think then. He was willing to step up, which left her with some relief, yet she found herself shaking her head at him. “You’ll get attached,” she spoke, voice quiet as she slowly moved her gaze up to look at him. “You’ll get attached to him or her, and you won’t want to be a friend, you’ll want to be in their life fully and I won’t be able to give you that – not when you’ve so quickly decided you’re not going to be a dad. I appreciate it, Keith, I do, but being a friend is not going to work.”

“I couldn’t have asked you to go through with something like that even if i wanted you to,” Keith admitted in a low, grave tone. He’d once done a study in college about abortion and the effects on all participating parties. It most definitely was not a promising outcome, nor did he personally find it to be the best option. The more he allowed his thoughts to race, the more disappointed he became in himself for the thought being so much as fleeting. He didn’t want it. Or, he thought he didn’t want it. But he most definitely didn’t want the pregnancy terminated. Adoption was a different story, and it would’ve been an open option if Camila didn’t already seem hell bent on keeping the baby they created. The sound of her voice speaking up reeled Keith back in, eyes veering away from the test he hadn’t realized had captured his gaze for so long. You’ll get attached. “What?” Now that was news he wasn’t sure how to take. She didn’t want him to help at all? Everything he’d said up until that point may as well have flown out of the window, because he was prepared to speak his piece on why he deserved a chance after already previously denying the unborn baby. “So what? You don’t want my help because if I do get attached like you think I will, I’ll wanna be a father to the baby we created? To step up, unlike most statistical deadbeats? That’s what you’re telling me, right?” For now, Keith was managing to maintain his cool composure, but for some reason, he could recognize it slipping away faster than he’d expected.Why wouldn’t she want him to be a father, if he so chose? Did she plan on having another man raise his child? 

[painisms]

scnsation:

Camila narrowed her eyes at him as he spoke, almost daring him to say anything that wouldn’t fly with her and he did. She shook her head in complete disbelief, setting the test down on a nearby surface before turning to face him once more, her arms crossed over her chest. She’d always believed that women had a choice when it came to their pregnancy, never once doubting the rights of a mother to be or an unexpected pregnancy, but seeing the plus sign on the test had her believing there was only one thing for her to do. She couldn’t even get it through her head to think that she had other options than keeping it, despite her age and despite Keith’s apparent stance on the subject. “I don’t need you to be a father to this baby, Keith, I am perfectly capable of taking care of this on my own but I just figured it was common courtesy to tell the person you’ve been sleeping with that you’re carrying his child,” she spoke, a harsh tone to her voice as her eyes locked on his. “But I’m keeping it, with or without you.”

thick brows knitted together in partial confusion. “when did i ask you to get rid of it?” right about then, keith realized that he was referring to the child growing inside of her as it. a deep, exasperated sigh broke past his lips as he ran a large, calloused hand through thick, black locks. personally, he would’ve liked to see himself as someone she could trust. lean on even. sex was a big part of what made them, them, but it wasn’t all he had to offer. knowing that, it wasn’t difficult to figure that he’d been unhappy when she was. “i can’t be in their life, not right now, but i can contribute to it.” aside from him stepping up to the plate to play the fatherly role, this could be the next best thing. “believe it or not, camila, i care about you. i care about this... i care about our—” with the flex of his jaw, keith tugged at the hair between his fingertips. dragging his weight off of the low seated couch, keith dropped his eyes to the unmistakable plus sign revealing itself on the pregnancy test, his eyes lingering for that sharp moment of his silence. “i’ll make sure you’re taken care of. both of you. whatever you need, you name it, and it’s yours. just because i can't be a dad, doesn't mean i can't be a friend.”

[painisms]

{ ❌ snap: gf, fuck buddy, etc. ⚠️ }

[painisms]

agxinstthecxrrent:

CASSIE: no actually it’s my day off CASSIE: i have to actually put pants on? CASSIE: ugh you’re lucky i like you

ALEK: i'll take em off for you when you get here ALEK: doors unlocked ALEK: oh yea ALEK: don't wear any underwear

[painisms]

scnsation:

Camila could feel her heart pounding in her chest, her teeth digging into her bottom lip as she waited for him to say something – anything. When he finally did, his back turned to her, she nodded at first, despite knowing he couldn’t see, another sigh slipping from her lips. “It can’t be anyone else’s, Keith,” she responded as she stood completely frozen in the same spot, the positive pregnancy test still in her hand. Their relationship, whatever their relationship was, wasn’t ideal in the slightest and she knew that, which only made the situation worse there and then because she knew what she needed to do, she’d known as soon as she’d seen the plus sign on the test. “I’m keeping it.”

Keeping it? Keith finally claimed himself able to face her, knowing well enough that avoiding her gaze wouldn’t make their predicament any less real. For that short moment, chocolate brown eyes caught a glimpse of the test between her slender fingers, proving to be an eyesore in the very back of his own mind. “camila, you can’t just—” keith stopped himself there. what was he supposed to tell her? you can’t keep your baby, i want you to kill it? simply thinking those words caused a frown line to crowd his forehead as he found the nearest seat, plopping down onto it with far from a clear mind. keith couldn’t raise a baby. it wasn’t a matter of money or relationship status, but his own track record with parents. how could he raise a kid when he didn’t have proper parents himself? his father was a neighborhood drunk who entertained himself by beating keith’s ass while his mother found herself nearly selling him for a dime-bag and a couple dollars. “i can’t be a father to it.”

[danniexriel-deactivated20200521]

sean

[painisms]

danniexriel:

“No, I really don’t want to go out for dinner tonight. I’ll just cook something for us. Hopefully we don’t get food poisoning.” @painisms

“cook?” hazel eyes diverted their gaze from the super bowl occupying his attention—which normally was a damn near impossible task—, a light, nervous chuckle forming on pink lips. “how 'bout pizza instead? i think we both wanna see another day, yeah?” playfully teased the man tattooed from head to toe. literally. sure, he was jokin’ around, but in all seriousness, he didn’t doubt she could find a way to burn boiling water. 

[danniexriel-deactivated20200521]

tila

[painisms]

danniexriel:

@painisms

He chuckled lightly as he looked at her. “I can’t fight with you right now. I need to get to work. All you did last night was argue me with me. I’m not doing that right now, I’m going to be late for work. I’ll bring you home some food later.” Micah said to her as he started to walk away from her. 

“no, stop.” a very, very regretful tila whined as she all but ran after her man, of course, he had to go to work and make his coins, she understood that, but not while they were on tense terms. “i’m done arguing, baby, i promise. i just want to feel like you’re listening to me when i tell you something, and i don’t. it seems like things just go through one ear and out the other, so i got mad.” mumbling the very last bit of the sentence, tila had finally caught up with micah, wrapping two hands around his large palm as she grounded her feet as best as she could to keep him from leaving.

[painisms]

{ ❌ snap: gf, fuck buddy, etc. ⚠️ }

[painisms]

agxinstthecxrrent:

CASSIE: All you had to do was ask Alek CASSIE: it’s not like i’ll say no CASSIE: i think i can make that work

ALEK: now you got me all excited n shit ALEK: you busy right now? ALEK: this is my i really want you to come over face

[painisms]

Hi! The nav links don't seem to work. I was trying to read your rules and also check that you are 18 or older.

i’m in the middle of redoing my theme at the moment, i’m so sorry! it’s a literal mess. however, yes i am 18 and i really have little to no rules other than requiring my rp partner to also be 18, using no underaged face-claims.

[painisms]

Male to female character, is that ok?

yes, of course.

[painisms]

( ❌ open to female/male/nonbinary muses | suggested connections: fuck buddy, close friend, step sibling, etc.. )

“you’re fucking with me, right?” questioned an amused siobahn following being asked about if she’d ever be interested in a relationship. “for one, i’d really appreciate it if you didn’t try and ask me shit like this when i’m not naked and ready to be fucked. two, basically the first thing i said. i like to fuck. you like to fuck me. that’s it.”

“so, are you gonna bring your ass over here and make me cum, or am i gonna have to do it myself?”

[painisms]

{ ❌ snap: gf, fuck buddy, etc. ⚠️ }

open to: F/NB.

ALEK: i miss your pussy ALEK: and your lips ALEK: you fr ALEK: if you come over, i promise to make you feel good?

[painisms]

scnsation:

open to: m/nb. possible connections: friend with benefits, boyfriend, age gap/sugar daddy, brother’s friend.

          “It’s positive,” Camila sighed as she came out of the bathroom, holding the pregnancy test in her hand as her eyes scanned over the male, trying to gauge his reaction. This wasn’t how this was supposed to happen, yet she couldn’t help but feel like it felt completely right – despite their situation. “Say something, please.”

    back and forth, keith paced the room that seemed to be growing smaller around him. each passing second had come and gone agonizingly slow, and in those few moments, he’d felt a fear greater than any he’d ever endured. there was a chance that camila was pregnant. there was a possibility that keith had gotten his friend’s younger sister pregnant. shit. how often did he forget to wear protection? did he ever forget? was there even the slightest possibility that this baby wasn’t his? who was he kidding? this was just a scare, it had to be— it's positive. oh, fuck me.  the soft thuds of his feet trailing back and forth came to an immediate stop, leaving his back to her. “is it mine?”

[painisms]

@charmingentity

CLOSED STARTER. SORRY I TOOK SO FUCKING LONG. @CHARMINGENTITY

who knew a woman could be more than a pretty face? clearly not jaime. his disbelief went deep, and as ignorant as that would seem from an outside opinion, he had to test the idea himself. intelligence didn't come with gender, but speaking in terms of the women he'd come into contact with, he'd given up on proving individuality made a person. everyone was the same. being told otherwise was mindboggling, but not eye-opening. 'course, he had to test the theory. upon doing his research, this girl, freya, turned out to be quite the promising surgeon. there was only one way to know for sure, so, jaime had her kidnapped. why was all of this necessary? long story short, he needed constant medical attention in his own... self-employment.

though his outlook on women all together contradicted his decision to bring her to him, he did it nevertheless. she most definitely wasn't thrilled, but oh did the large, brunette man enjoy watching her night crumble to pieces after jaime emptied a bullet into a very trusted businessman of his in front of her very eyes. "it'd be a shame if he died, y'know. his life is in your hands, lover." damn, it felt great to watch her scramble. all of this was a game to him, but it would've been a real tragedy if a life was lost all for nothing. "a man was just shot. use what is available to you. you've got a first aid kit across the room, however, you also have an exit right in front of you. personally, i'd go with option two. one, in your case. wouldn't wanna waste another bullet in that pretty little skull of yours, would we?"

closing the short distance between the two within the very spaced office they remained dormant in, jaime found himself kneeling at her side in momentary silence. sure, she managed to seem calm through it all, but would she be able to make up for the time wasted with quick work? from what he could gather, whether it would be due to her attempt to walk out of the room like a coward, or the death of a man on her own hands, she’d be following suit.