#damnsavior

[mcthersguilt]

ʺ      I   never   knew   this   side   of   me     ,      I   never   felt   like   this   before     ʺ  /   @damnsavior

[shebore-a]

❝ how fast can you fix this? ❞

@damnsavior ♡’d for a starter

[atlsburnt]

          it’s not something he’d admit out loud ,  but kyle blames himself for where they sit now.   it’s not rational ,  some part of him realizes that ,  but it doesn’t cure the guilt that hangs his head low as raven sleeps across the room.   and it’s not enough that he helped sinclair get that damn emp up and running ;  he never should’ve had to.   fingers card through his hair ,  tugging harder than they need to ,  when he hears her stir on the bed.   immediately his head picks up ,  plastering on a smile ,     ❛   hey ,  wrench monkey.   how’re you feelin’ ?   ❜     /     @damnsavior sc   

[archive-clarkkes]

“ ----raven, please. ”  &.  here  lies  the  daunting  question  of  the  all  entailing  list.  the  lifeline  of  each  and  every  one  of  your  people,  skai  girl,  is  left  for  the  hollows  of  your  shoulders  to  bear.  at  your  own  accord  too.  YOU  BEAR  IT  SO  THEY  DON’T  HAVE  TO.  but  you,  you  are  no  match  for  praimfaya,  yet  you  would  stand  open  armed  if  it  meant  saving  them  all,  wouldn’t  you?  that  is  why  your  tongue  unravels  with  venomous  speed  to  nullify  even  the  simplest  of  prospects  that  would  dwindle  hope  from  the  hearts  of  the  very  people  you  are  vying  endlessly  to  keep  tethered.  “ enough about the list. ”

STARTER CALL 001.   @damnsavior​  ♡’d

[silverveined-a-blog]

                    it’s strange having them here, a place she’s considered her own home for six years. her own personal patch of land. she’s lived here with madi for longer than she’s known all of them combined. after the initial shock of seeing them again (and almost shooting them on sight), clarke isn’t even sure if this is real. approaching raven slowly, clarke can see her taking it all in, like it’s their first day on earth all over again.

                    she offers raven a large cup of water. she figures something fresh would be a nice change for her. ❝must be nice to have some space for a change.❞ her lips lift upwards at the pun. ❝y’know, this kind of space.❞ raven looks different. stronger. it feels like a lifetime’s worth of change. ❝i radioed every day. i was starting to think you guys stood me up.❞   /   @damnsavior

[iiimpulse]

▼ oopsies

SEND ’ ▼’ FOR MY MUSES REACTION TO YOURS STRADDLING/SITTING ON THEIR LAP.

Raven straddling Travis’ lap came as a shock, and although he was skeptical, his hands fell to grip her hips. She was the embodiment of human beauty, and he merely stared, taking in every elegantly placed feature. He wouldn’t protest, the girl could have anything she wanted as long as he could provide it, and as far as the coyote was concerned, he offered a lot.

Leaning in cautiously, fingers slid up the expanse of her back and tangled into dark locks at the nape of her neck, a kiss being pressed to her jawline.

[iiimpulse]

“Are we going downtown?”

Sexual tension sentence starters

Travis let out a quiet hum, and a firm hand dropped to trail fingers up the length of Raven’s thigh, squeezing lightly at the hip. If she wanted him to go downtown, he would, considering there was never a time that he didn’t want to. A sixty-nine would only distract him. He had to hear the sounds she’d make, watch her squirm and writhe… he needed it, needed to taste her.

“Hell yeah.” He muttered, leaning in to press a kiss to the corner of her lips. “How bad do you want it, princess? Just wanna hear you say it.”

[iiimpulse]

“Why are you staring at me?”

sexual tension sentence starters (part two)

Admittedly, Travis had a bad habit of forgetting where Raven’s eyes were— and the expression: “my eyes are up here” was consistently blown in the wind. The question had almost entirely taken him off guard, and his throat was cleared before a quiet laugh escaped. Why was he staring at her? Boobs, that’s why. “Didn’t realize I was…”

‘“I don’t know. Zoned out I guess.” He was sure that she knew exactly why, and that he was definitely fantasizing; the smug smirk on his face said it all.