#fatedcuriosity

[prettytm]

[FACE WITH PEEKING EYES] — very intimidating

Does Billy Intimidate You ::: Accepting

It's that scarily pretty face isn't it? It can't help it's so spooky. But for all jokes aside. Thank you? Cause he should be intimidating.

[korinthiakos]

@fatedcuriosity has sent this in: "stop following me!" | PROMPTS FOR COMMANDS AND DEMANDS. ( accepting !! )

This was a dream soon turned nightmare. The fluorescents lights flickered overhead; that eerie buzz that comes every now and again when they flicker. The Corinthian stood there, watching. A cigarette was lit, sandwiched between their lips. Then their mouth forms into a small grin.

Their presence is met again if she tried to walk away, now currently in front of her; back leaned against the wall. "Usually, people would say please."

[prettytm]

[ GRIND ]:  sender  grinds  on  receivers  thigh.

I mean.. Who doesn't mind a little cringe? :: Accepting

He's torn between where to look, everything about the woman above him was a feast for the eyes and he couldn't get enough of the sight of her. She's a thing of beauty. Really. And he could drown in her. At the moment his gaze was focused on way his hands looked gripping her hips. She's a small thing but she's curved in ways that made a man drool. He wanted her out of her clothing and on his bed but.. He'd let her be for now.

After all. She's giving him a damn good show. He didn't want to miss even a moment of her as she moves. But then his eyes flicker up and the expression she wears.. Hell, almost as good as the way she feels in his lap.

Drives a man wild the way she bites her lip and he finally makes his move. He slides an arm around his waist and jerks her closer.

"I think.. Darling girl.. It's time to move this show to the bedroom."

[particlexxdealer]

"i could never be an avenger. i'm pretty sure i'd collapse from the stress." instead, she's a demonologist.

"Well- you're not wrong," Scott chuckled. "Y'know, I don't think most of my co-workers seek help for what they've seen. Which is saying something- Falcon's a counselor..." They had a guy on the inside to confine in after all. Someone who would understand their horrors, their scars. He knew they would have to take the first step themselves, but that could take so much time.

"I take it your profession is less stressful?..."

[hauntedyoutuber]

i'd reshape reality to make her right. @fatedcuriosity.

[prettytm]

@fatedcuriosity Oh, you mean something like this???

[magizat-archive]

 @fatedcuriosity sent: ‘ i hate this just as much as you, but we have to see this through. ’

 ❛            it’s  not  hate,  alex.  it’s— 𝙸𝚃'𝚂 𝙵𝚁𝚄𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽 .  i  feel  like  i  should  be  doing  better.          ❜        zatanna  said,  clipping  a  book  shut  with  all  her  strength.  how  many  hours  had  they  spent  there  researching  for  the  source  of  all  that  recent  chaos?  bodies  showing  up  everywhere  in  the  city.  from  forgotten  ditches  in  poor  neighborhoods  to  the  most  fancy  residences  that  the  rich  called  home.   she  was  exhausted,  and  couldn’t  imagine  what  she’d  have  done  without  alex’s  help.  the  woman  was  truly  something  else,  possessing  knowledge  herself.  for  the  first  time  in  what  seemed  ages  zatanna  did  not  feel  like  the  weight  of  it  all  was  only  on  her  shoulders.  someone  to  share  things,  and  someone  to  trust  —  even  if  only  when  it  came  to  work.    the  magician  sighed,  taking  wand  from  robes  and  pointing  to  nowhere.        ❛          em  ot  devres  eniw  !        ❜        two  glasses  of  wine  suddenly  appear  by  their  side  and  polished  hands  wasted  no  time  in  taking  one  for  herself.          ❛          we’ll  see  this  through  after  we  drink  a  little.    maybe  alcohol  will  help  us  find  what  we  need.    clear  our  heads.      ❜          she  half  joked,  half  spoke  the  truth.  she  didn’t  know  if  the  dermatologist  drinked  while  searching  yet  a  break  was  desperately  needed.  

[prettytm]

💭

Blurting out thoughts :: Accepting

"I gotta know.. Would you let me fuck you over a gravestone? Is that really a thing?"

It's one hell of a thing to blurt out but he's been wanting to know if this piece of goth knowledge was truth or false. He's in the middle of her office, something metal between his fingers, fiddling with it aimlessly. His gaze is focused on her, watching to see exactly how she reacts to him. He should have kept the question to himself, he's aware he's being crass and rude but..

"Not that I'd say no." He adds after a moment.