“ you’d look BREATHTAKING in a crown of ranunculus. “
@babestallyn

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“ you’d look BREATHTAKING in a crown of ranunculus. “
@babestallyn
touch a gentle touch like rubbing their back, hugging them, holding their hand. - from babestallyn for talia
nonverbal starters ( accepting )
She thought she’d been alone. It was the only reason she’d finally given in to what instinct had been telling her to do for months and cried, shoulders hunching as the brunette appeared to sag into herself. She’d had a moment where she’d found herself sick of all the traveling, sick of so often sleeping in her car, sick of the dead end jobs to pay for one she, for all intents and purposes, could do without. With no one around – or so she’d thought – the only thing left to do was to finally let it all out.
At least until she realized someone else had joined her, and there’d been a rush to get to her feet and hastily swipe at her tear-stained cheeks, one of her hands fanning her face as if that might reduce the puffiness in her eyes and cheeks. Of course someone would walk in on her– she’d started crying in the middle of a public bathroom, after all. “Sorry, I’m getting out of the way, just give me a sec–” There’d been an attempt to turn on the faucet at the sink to splash some water onto her face, and the next thing Talia knew, she was back to sobbing.
She hadn’t really been sure how events had played out next; blinded by the tears, she’d looked a little alarmed when she felt the comforting hand; there’d been a furious attempt to blink her tears away so she could see who the other person was. “I’m fine, I’m just really tired….” She heard herself say, ignoring the way she choked up as she spoke.
stare stare them down. - from babestallyn for david 🤣
nonverbal starters ( accepting )
It was almost comical, at least in the sense that the vampire hadn’t the first clue why he was suddenly on the receiving end of the human’s Third Degree stare. David had remained unmoved and unblinking, his arms slowly going to fold over his chest while he eyeballed Joanna– not sure whether to expect her to make a move or not. “What’s up, tywysoges? Why am I gettin’ the death glare?”
🍷
send 🍷 to catch my muse drinking blood | ACCEPTING
as she absentmindedly licks fresh blood from her fingers like a cat does from its claws, faye’s roving eyes catch sight of another girl standing a good distance away, watching her. the vampire stares back, her gaze ambivalent but curious – then, lips curving into a slight smile, she raises her bloody hand and waves.
💕 she thinks ella is very sweet!
@babestallyn; send a 💕 if you want to be my Muse’s Valentine;;
She couldn’t help the smile that came to her features almost instantly. I mean, it’s not every day a beautiful princess wants to be your Valentine, you know? Come to think of it, she’d never actually had one of those. What were you supposed to do with them? Well, perhaps first, not leave the ray of sunshine waiting, huh? Yeah, that seemed like a start.
“—I would love to!” Oh boy, she was just a bundle of nervousness. What to do? Maybe she could show her her garden? That was nice, right? Gosh, she couldn’t stop smiling. Was this normal? Hmm… Did she even really care? Not really, being normal was always more Ethan’s thing anyway.
“—Um,” she paused, licking her lips as the nerves continued to bubble over, “—how do I do that? I mean, I could show you the garden or maybe we could get something to eat or— whatever you want!”
@babestallyn liked for a starter.
“It’s okay sweetheart, it’s okay.” Despite her mother’s assurance, things definitely aren’t okay for little miss Dahlia. The toddler is absolutely hysterical all because of the movie they were watching. Because of her daughter’s fit they ended up attracting some attention from an employee. Rosemary simply smiles in her direction while continuing to rub her daughter’s back. “It’s alright, she’s just a lil’ spooked.”
❦ ;)
send a ❦ if you’d consider shipping our muses ! [OPEN]
this is similar to the asks i’m already answering so....
please carol needs a girlfriend but also... someone to help her chill tf out (if wyld stallyns can’t do that then no one can. kings and queens of positivity and self acceptance). carol would be a good manager / awesome with pr as well as just love being a groupie and getting to travel with them ngl. she’d have beef with living on the road not being up to her high standards but again... with wyld stallyns you can’t not have fun so she’d deal.
😏 // give my muse a hickey . ( joanna @ ted )
he remembers how. having practiced on himself a few times. long fingers tangled within honey blond tresses to keep them from her neck whilst lips attach themselves to it. pulling soft flesh into his mouth & applying enough suction to form a dark purple bruise that glistened beneath the overhead light. the boy grinning triumphantly in the midst of inspecting his work. “excellent !” fingers loosen up somewhat. now stealing a kiss. “wait ──── that doesn’t hurt does it ? ‘cause one time i didn’t let go soon enough & it totally killed.”
AGRESSION + SEXUAL TENSION / / @babestallyn !