#likewiildfire

[artofbeingperfect]

@likewiildfire plotted thing

Something about the two always felt comfortable and when others questioned their friendship they just normally laughed it off and acted disgusted with the idea even being brought up. Night spent lying beside him snuggled into his side were normal and throughout everything he had always just been a friend. She would be lying if she said the thought never crossed her mind, it was an easy line to cross. To imagine a life where you’re romantically involved and in love with your best friend. Was she really willing to cross that line?

Staggering up the stairs and into the apartment was a fun game of trying to stay balanced. “I shouldn’t have wore heels.” She giggles, slipping out of them and imediately becoming so much smaller. “You need to stop being so tall.” Like he could help that he was taller, most of the world was taller than her. 

[adauntlessangel]

@likewiildfire

When Greg left... Emilia cried for a while. But then she got up, and while still crying she started packing. Yes. Packing. Her passport was on their bed and she was planning on returning home. She didn’t see how they were going to get past this, especially all those horrible things he had said to her. Fine, Mr. Volcov, you can have some obedient Russian wife, and I’ll go home. Emilia was only taking the things she had before coming to live here with him, because she never was about his money and she never would be. He could keep her stuff of get rid of it she didn’t really care. Emilia had just booked her flight via her phone and was putting the last few items of clothing into her bag when she heard Greg come home and she kept a hard exterior. Deciding that the bedroom wasn’t a good place to do this...she grabbed her suitcase and her book-bag, and she left her necklace on her nightstand. Walking into the living room with what was probably the coldest expression she could muster, something she learned from him, she simply stared at him. The question of what the fuck was she doing prompted an easy answer. “I’m leaving, like you asked.” Okay, he didn’t, but Emilia refused to let him treat her the way he had. So, she was leaving. “I’m leaving you.” Emilia stated quite easily even though it broke her heart. “I’ll no longer inconvenience or burden you with my stupidity, after all, I’m so reckless so naive..” Emilia used the words he had towards her, but this time she fired them like a weapon. “I wouldn’t want my death to cause you any more headaches, since I’m a liability that needs a babysitter, so don’t worry. My flight is in three hours, my ride will be here in fifteen minutes, and you’ll be free of me. Forever.” Wow, she did all of that without crying, maybe Russia did made her tough. 

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[justxaxstory]

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OHHHH yes. So many.

Sometimes they can be rehabilitated. I used to loathe Selena Gomez and then I was in an rpg where she was played as this absolutely funny girl and I honestly warmed up to her again. 

But when you play in rpgs, you are often playing with a set of muses for months or even a year plus with someone and you can really learn to loathe a faceclaim.

[felixculpxx]

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Daniel dropped down onto his couch with a huff, kicking his shoes off once he was comfortable. The moment he’d finished up in the studio, he’d dialed his friend’s number. There was simply no one else he’d rather spend the evening with. “Honestly, some people. The audacity,” Dan groaned, pressing a hand to his forehead. “But anyway,” He parted his fingers so that he could look through them. “I’m done complaining now, I swear,” Next, Daniel shrugged off his jacket and pulled his phone out of his pocket. “How’re you doing, anyway? And let me know what food you want. I’m ordering.”

[artofbeingperfect]

Based on  - @likewiildfire

Looking at her now left him feeling sad. For so many years they were each other’s everything and now it felt like there was so much he didn’t know about her. Even after hooking up he wasn’t sure if this was new for her too or if this was something she was accustomed to doing. “We use to be great didn’t we?” He says out of the blue, moving to rest her hands behind his head as he stared up at the ceiling of his lake house. “Why did we break up?” Because as much as he wracked his brain he couldn’t remember. 

[artofbeingperfect]

Based on - @likewiildfire

Maybe things would’ve flown more naturally if they were spontaneous, but Jax lived a very calculated and planned life and she didn’t see herself straying from that routine, even when it came to being intimate. She had picked up lingerie earlier in the week, something she thought would make her feel more confident and sexy. 

As she exited the adjoining bathroom, she tied the robe tighter so he wouldn’t see it just yet. Don’t laugh she signed with a bit of a half smile on her face as she moved closer to the bed where he was sat. I’m new at this so I’m not sure what you find sexy on me yet.  She allowed herself to untie the robe, eyes fixed on his before she let it slip off her frame and fall to the floor. Leaving her in a pale blue set that seemed to be made for her frame. 

[adauntlessangel]

Scent | Closed

@likewiildfire Based off of this image. 

Interesting...exotic...and enlightening. That was how Calista would describe the previous night, the young omega having learned a lot about herself, about her species...about her duty to save a her legacy. It was eye opening to be around so many others that were like herself, Calista had taken after her father..inheriting the gene but the Alpha would have never dreamed his daughter would be one of the last surviving and fruitful omegas. Which is why she had been such a treasure among the lions that had danced around her last night...but in that lions dance? Calista had chosen an alpha without even realizing it. She’d been drawn to him without even acknowledging it. Much to many other Alpha’s disappointment and anger... but she had chosen him. Sure there had been others but something about him, Charlie.. it drove the young omega in and she was ever curious. However seeing as how she wasn’t marked and very clearly never had a child -- pups -- she was still very much fair game to a much crueler type of Alpha. Which is why Charlie had taken her back to what seemed like a giant castle...and things had gotten interest. 

Calista had spent the night alone in her new home, however it seemed her Alpha did not sleep.. The man a shadow in the doorway to her bedroom, dark eyes illuminated by moonlight and they kept an eye on her, making sure she was safe...and Calista had slept soundly. Until early morning when she awoke and she felt...odd? She felt warm and her heart was pounding more than usual. She immediately blamed the expensive liquor she’d indulged in the night before and decided a shower might help her alleviate the symptoms that began to wash over her. It seemed that the warm water helped but she didn’t understand why she felt so hot. It seemed Charlie knew because when he walked into the large shower behind her... the young omega yelped in surprise, she didn’t understand what was going on but she had a feeling her new alpha was about to teach her.  Image Here.