#haslust

[slamdunkin]

she     rolls     her     eyes      like      a      queen      on      her      throne          ,           tossing     her     platinum      hair     over      one     shoulder      as     she      sprawls     across      the      velvet      chaise      in     the      corner     of     the      studio.          everything     about      her      is      deliberate          —          down     to     the      glitter     catching      in     her      lashes     and      the     way     she     says     it          ,           smooth     AND     teasing     :

“          shut      up.          ”

not     angry.          not      even     annoyed.           just     that     bratty          ,           DANGEROUS     lilt     that      only     adore     can      pull      off          —          like      she’s     daring     me      to      push      her     buttons     while     knowing      damn     well     i     already      have.

i     lean     back      against     the      wall          ,           arms      crossed          ,          a     slow      breath     held     between      my      teeth.          she’s     been      dancing     around     me     all     night          —          literally          ,          in      six-inch     heels     and      a      bedazzled     corset          —         dropping     hooks      for      her     next     single     between      flirtations      that     make      the     air     too      thick      to     breathe.

she’s     impossible.          electric.           part     chaos          ,          part      choreographed.

and     she     knows      exactly     what     she’s      doing.

i     smirk          ,          just     a     twitch      of     my     mouth          ,          eyes      tracking     the      way     she     lounges     like      the      room     was      built for      her.          “          what   ?          ”           i      ask          ,           voice      low          ,           calm          ,           steady.           “          you      asked      me      a      question.           i      ANSWERED      it.          ”

[schmxl]

@haslust. ADORE.

❝ oh, don't be like that. ❞

[liviingdarkness]

everette knew hunting.. feeding like this was always a bad idea. 'moderation is key' is his unhungry mantra, but such deep guilt and HATRED for what he is kept him from a healthy lifestyle. he has been alive long enough he should know he shouldn't find his dinner outside of clubs on busy nights, but he also knew who to pick. even as hungry as he was now, he could spot an asshole he could kill. but as he watches people, and listens to conversations, he can't understand how his gaze keeps finding the small blonde. NOT HER, chanting over and over in his head. he wouldn't kill her.

eyes catch hers again, watching as a drunk man stumbles into her small frame, and stays close to her, slurring his words to speak filth to her. and everette is locked in. much too quick steps are taken towards the pair and a bruising grip grabs the drunkard by the arm, pulling him from her before his eyes, red with hunger, looking back into hers once more. " i'm sorry about him, he won't bother you anymore. " his words are quick, as interested as he was in her, Everette couldn't hold out any longer. the protesting man is easily dragged away, everette seeming as though he's just someone taking care of his drunk friend as he moves them away from the crowd. hunger takes over quicker than he would like though, before the cover of a dark alleyway his teeth are already in the man's neck, drinking quick as he drags him into the dark, hoping the girl wasn't still watching.

starter call / @haslust

[popularmxnster]

if  you  hurt  me,  I  wouldn't  cry.  I  would  hurt  you  back. ( 😭 )

Billy scrunched his brows together, trying to figure out the point of what she was saying. " For one you're not my type. You wouldn't be fun to hurt. But secondly, you don't have to worry. If I'm going to break parole and hurt someone, it's going to be worth it and important. No offense." He said, pulling out a cigarette. " But do you normally go around telling people shit like this because that is a sure fire way for someone to test you." He looked down at her and met her gaze. " You're interesting at least. I'll give you that."

[mortvaryassist]

@haslust. sc. ADORE.

❝ you know... i don't usually ask for favors like this from others.. ❞

[d4rkpassengerz]

@haslust has pinched Dexter's cheeks.

He knows enough about mating rituals: winks, hair-flips, and the bone-chilling horror that is pick-up lines. PINCHING CHEEKS, though... that's not one of them. That's the sort of thing you do to children, isn't it? Is this woman mentally ailed to perceive grown men as children? How does one TACKLE that?

By blinking, apparently.

Perhaps if he does nothing, this will pass.

[pulpyfiction]

❔!!

send ❔ and i’ll list a couple muses that i’d like to throw at yours!

LILA

ELIZA!

alex!

chrissie

[faeful]

i was going to give it to you . ( for Jennifer <3 )

the hobbit : a battle of five armies starters, accepting.

" for me ? you shouldn't have ! " she beams, taking the three brand new nail polish bottles from the smaller girls hand. she loves gifts, no matter how small. ( though she prefers grand gestures, she accepts any gift she gets ) it shows that someone was thinking about her, as they should be ! jennifer examines the colors, head tilting as if she's contemplating which one she likes the best. though it's all a show, she doesn't care as much as she's making it seem like she does. " we should use them tonight. " & then an idea sparks, causing a smirk to pull onto her perfect cherry painted lips. " what if we ... have a snack tonight and then have a sleepover. we can try the polish but after we eat cause like who wants to get their fresh manicure all dirtied with boy blood ? not me ! "