want a tip?

go back to bootcamp.

[sfcwilliams]

BANGALORE has been moved back to my multimuse @afraidofchange. 

Follow me there if you like.

[sfcwilliams]

sorry i havent been around here much (mass effect brain rot) but... I hit my new record of kills in a single game and hit 3k badge on octane???

[zxid]

theys,,,,

[kittymsmithwritesstuff]

Old Horizonlore sketch. Will I ever finish it? No fuckin’ clue but they’re cute so here

[interstellardr]

 Mary’s got one foot on her stool the other dangling in the air and slowly swinging. It’s an old habit, an old fidget that she never seemed to find a satisfying replacement for. Her still mostly full glass rests on the bar. She had stopped by because Elliott practically begged her to, and she couldn’t find it in herself to say no. Besides, all work and no play isn’t good for you. At least, that’s how she justifies taking a break from her furious brainstorming sessions on how to get home. She’s not much of a drinker and has really only taken a few sips before turning her attention to her companion. 

Anita’s response triggers a flustered chuckle from her, hand coming to partially obscure her blush as she lifts a hand to her own face. She takes a moment to clear her throat and regain her composure before continuing to speak. Her next statement is less of a continuation and more of a certification of her previous words. “Okay, I was flirtin’ a little,” she confesses, “flirtin’ and payin’ you a genuine compliment. You’re a clever one. Strong too. There’s hardly anythin’ you can’t do.”

[sfcwilliams]

  The swill that remains hidden and half-consumed in that dark brown bottle is not half-bad; admittedly, Anita does come here on Mirage’s behalf. It’s close, and sometimes, he gives her a round even though she makes it up on the tip (he needs the profit). Still, it’s not the worst place to be - and it often makes for half-decent company.

That blush on the other woman, with her red hair and her freckles is admittedly, kind of cute. It makes her grin widen. She waits, patiently. Takes another swig of her beer, keeping her eyes on Mary the entire time. “Now that’s flattery,” Anita teases lightly, but her interest is piqued. Definitely. “That blush is cute, though,” Curiosity gets the better of the soldier as she turns her body to face the other a bit more, elbow propped up on the bar, chin rested in her empty hand. “Now, I’d offer to buy you a drink but uh,” Her eyes flick to the still near-full glass. “Maybe later?”

[sfcwilliams]

'i couldn't stop thinking about you.'

intimate starters. | @goldstandrd 

  “Oh? Couldn’t get me out of your head, could you?”

  Anita’s voice drops a little lower, a little quieter when Loba places her hand on her arm. Under the moon and the stars, they have a moment alone, away from prying eyes and eavesdropping minds. The chaos of it all doesn’t leave them room for much else. 

  The flirting’s always been obvious enough - it’s Loba’s thing, though admittedly, the passing banter has often left Anita wanting more, but never quite getting a chance to act. Even in the low light, whiskey eyes find honey. Something tempting, something dangerous remains lying in wait.

   Act now or forever hold your peace, ‘Nita.

  Boldly, she stands impossibly closer, without yet touching before raising a single hand that takes Loba by the chin, with the pad of her thumb just grazing her lower lip. She’s all nerves before she speaks - weak in the knees and all. 

   “Can I kiss you?”

[sfcwilliams]

“are  you  flirting  with  me?”

intimate starters. | @viperjr​

 “You wish.” 

The quick retort hails from Sergeant First Class Williams without missing a beat, keeping her eyes on the weapons bench before her, and that beauty of a G7 rifle in pieces before her, rather than Kairi herself - though she does tempt a side glance out of the corner of her eye. 

  “Nah, I’m just sayin’. Pilot cert doesn’t come easy. It’s a skill I appreciate, Imahara,” Anita follows up, though her tell slips through with that small smile as she decides to turn to face the other woman with her hip leant against the bench, arms folded across her chest. Freckles dot bare shoulders, as dog tags hang below the line of her tank top. And maybe, just maybe her eyes wander. 

   “Unless, of course, you’re gonna make good on buyin’ me a drink, huh?”

[sfcwilliams]

“just  kiss  me.”

intimate starters. | @trackr

  Calloused, scarred hands find their way to grasp Anita’s jawline - her own upon their hips - and the ask, both gentle yet an order, follows suit.

 Just kiss me.

It’s one she follows so, so willingly. 

 Slowly, Anita tilts her head as she leans in, closing the space between them. They stand the same height, the same build and those hands clasp their still-clothed hips a little harder, a little more desperate. Her lips meet Hound’s and their fingers rake their nails along the curve of her neck, the top of her bare shoulders. 

  It sends shivers down her spine; a cool touch that does wonders against the surface of her warm skin. 

  The days apart have gone on for a little too long, a little too much. Every second, their kiss grows deeper, with that underlying, unspoken hunger. Their teeth catch her lower lip; her tongue tastes the back of their mouth. 

  Bloodhound’s palm presses against Anita’s chest. She steps back. Her knees hit the end of her bed. Together, they fall. 

  From below, Anita smiles as Hound straddles her hips. She reaches up, caresses their cheek - a gentle gesture, for a soldier. “I missed you.”

[bambisource]

SMUTTY  /  INTIMATE  STARTER  PROMPTS:

a  variety  of  intimacy-oriented  starters  that  shouldn’t  make  you  cringe.  as  always  ,  feel  free  to  change  as  you  see  fit.

“we’re  gonna  have  to  be  quiet.”

“we  don’t  have  much  time.”

“there  are  people  in  the  other  room.”

“are  you  flirting  with  me?”

“i’ve  got  an  idea.”

“you’re  a  tease.”

“do  you  wanna  get  out  of  here?”

“i  hope  you’re  not  going  anywhere.”

“i’ve  missed  you.”

“where  do  you  think  you’re  going?”

“i  couldn’t  stop  thinking  about  you.”

“don’t  be  shy.”

“just  kiss  me.”

“you’re  perfect.”

“are  you  sure?”

“is  this  okay?”

“keep  going.”

“beg  for  it.”

“you  look  so  good.”

“you’re  doing  so  good.”

“say  please.”

“please.”

“i  don’t  want  you  to  stop.”

“don’t  stop.”

“harder.”

“right  there.”

“touch  me.”

“touch  yourself  for  me.”

“say  it  again.”

“you  sound  so  pretty.”

“yeah  ,  just  like  that.”

“i’m  close.”

[papirfecni]

babgalobe

[hutcherspade]

leyendecker study but make it lobalore

[sfcwilliams]

@interstellardr - con’t. 

She'd been getting progressively friendly with Anita, which is saying a lot since she's friendly and outgoing with everyone (much to Revenant's annoyance). However, spending time with Anita is different because she's different. Spending time with Anita does funny little things to her heart. Things she's been trying to ignore because she knows she doesn't belong here, in this time period. Falling in love here would only lead to hard break. Her emotions are as wild and uncontrollable as ever, and it is through the slip of the lip she accidentally flirts with Anita. "Oh, I was, umm..." she replies, her cheeks gaining a faint, pink hue. "Don't mind me. I was just tryin' to make conversation." Whether Anita would buy such a lie is something only time will tell.

At the bar like this, Anita finds herself at ease; she’s come to realize that not all of the other Legends are as awful as she’d thought. Some of them she even considers friends. And deep down, a part of her wonders if she’ll ever truly be able to find Jackson, or even make that 20 year journey home (and what remains there, if anything). Always a quiet thought in the back of her mind that lingers, but Mary’s earlier remark had, admittedly, caught her a little off guard, hence her honesty. Just to be clear. At the other woman’s blush, Anita grins a little, sets down her bottle of beer to its coaster. “Hey, nothin’ wrong with that,” She leads, grin widening as she purposefully drops her voice to something quieter, something just for her to hear. “Just wonderin’ if you’re gonna continue or not.” 

[papirfecni]

constantly thinking about: them

[sfcwilliams]

Thinking about: Her. 

[nm-6]

got caught giving a fuck. embarrassing.

[raitoskitchen]

too lazy to finish zzz 

[the-quasar-hero]

For you Lobalore nation