#*open.

[glacierfront]

"--And then he was, like, blah blah blah words are power or whatever, you COULD wield it, or I could just say, fuckin'. Wield it."

Her poorly faithful recounting of this event is complete with the biggest air quotes ever and also capstones with a grimace and an eyeroll that would give a teenager crippling self worth issues.

"Like, ohhh my god. Fucking. Pretentious. Piece of shit. Wield it. Fuck off, buddy. --Not you. just."

[hypocratic]

open.

"Do not dare."

[erloeser-a]

             — drapes his jacket over the trembling stranger. “..you’re freezing.” it looked a bit funny how large the piece of clothing was on them. “...you can have it. ”  

[writefilth]

𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑛 𝑡𝑜: females. 𝑝𝑙𝑜𝑡:  miles is a 34 year old money launderer and your muses father owes him a lot of money, so they make a deal. miles can have your muse until her father comes up with the money. sebastian stan fc ( changeable. ) medium gifs available to use.

NOW CLOSED

“  you’re  probably  wondering  why  you’re  here.  “  miles  begins,  crouching  down  so  he’s  leveled  to  the  girl  tied  to  a  chair.  fingers  raise  to  scratch  his  jaw,  head  canting  as  eyes  shamelessly  take  in  his  new  possession. “  now,  your  daddy  owes  me  a  lot  of  money.  has  for  awhile  now.  i  went  to  see  him  a  few  days  ago  to  tell  him  his  clock  was  ticking.  and  you  know  what  he  said?  he  has  a  pretty  little  daughter.  he  practically  begged  me  to  take  you.  ” he  taunts,  palms  raising  to  slide  between  the  girls  thighs.  the  sight  of  her  now  already  has  his  c*ck  stirring  in  his  jeans,  but  he’s  a  patient  man.“  told  me  i  could use  you  for  whatever  i  want  until  he  comes  up  with  the  money.  though,  lookin  at  you  now..  “  he  tsks,  shaking  his  head.  “  not  so  sure  i’ll  give  you  back  in  one  piece.  ”  the  older  man  chuckles  before  removing  his  hands  from  her  thighs  and  reaching  forward.  “  now,  i  take  this  gag  out  of  your  mouth..  you  promise  not  to  scream,  princess?  not  that  anyone  would  hear.  i  just  don’t  need  you  losing  your  breath  yet.  “

[justicebled]

" 𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊, 𝐈𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐈𝐒 𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍 𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 -- congrats, it’s shortening. don’t like it? you can bargain with me but no one has time to yell a 12 letter name across the battlefield. besides, nicknames are fun. i mean , with me it’s always gonna be a big ole’ surprise . i’m open to complaints, but hey, i don’t make the rules here. use your 12 letter name at a party, i ain’t got nothing against it .  "

[hiotsukeru-a]

" 𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐋. " less a request and more a command; eyes awash in sapphire glow eerily pierce without falter onto her target. there is no rifle in her hands; but nonetheless, they thrum with power beneath her fingertips.

“ going forward with those wounds is asking for trouble. like i said, sit still. “ 

with these words in mind; the renan paused before saying a bit quieter; but no less resolved: “ and by the way - keep your distance if you want to hurt less. ‘ 

[shutupvital]

“Look. I’m just saying that if we don’t sin at least a little bit then Jesus died for nothing.”