#sarcasmpersonified181

[chrrybabie]

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" now this is a tricky situation, ethan. we have to handle this delicately. " the pair sit in her private office, just two down from the corner office at the firm adriana's always dreamed of, with the exhibits and witness list for the trial spread before them. " their star witness is one of your men. " formerly one of his men. there's no way he could show his face around the syndicate again after this. " he's cut a deal with the DA. he's going to get off with a slap on the wrist, because you're the big fish. he's gonna get up on the stand and sing like a fucking canary. so, what i need from you, is to lay out every detail, so i can wring that canary's neck and make sure he can't get out a single note. "

[1ovebitez]

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" so you're the owner. funny. i was expecting someone a little ... " cleo trails off, drumming her manicured fingernails atop the bar as she searches for the right word. in truth, she had been expecting a man. not very progressive of her, tsk tsk, but with the nightclub's rough-and-tumble clientele and bar stocked to the gills with top shelf whiskey, deductive reasoning had won the day. " ... taller. " her gaze roams the proprietor with something on the cusp of interest — like she hasn't quite decided if this was worth her time. " i was actually just leaving. unless you can give me a reason to stay? "

[angelicvicedmoved]

@sarcasmpersonified181    has    asked    '    stop  looking  at  me  like  that  unless  you’re  ready  for  what  comes  next.        /      for    evie    from    ethan

" like what .ᐣ " eyelashes batting carefully at him before she burst out in laughter, eyes rolling slightly as she put her drink down. " calm down. i know nothings going to happen tonight so i'm just having a little fun. " thats what she's telling herself but clearly, she likes him more then she's letting on.

[sarawritesx]

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Winona never in her life dreamed she'd get stuck in such an arrangement, nor that she'll end up married, ever. The young woman was so career-driven and wanted to prove herself as a good lawyer that a husband wasn't really an option. But as she grew older and realized how far and deep their family company's work went into the criminal world, she got tangled in it all in the process. And when things got ugly, a proposal was made, the one where no one asked anything between the bride and the groom.

Even though Ethan was really nice to look at , she didn't know him and hating the situation she was forced into, Winona hated him, too. It seemed like he felt the same, as the two avoided each other as much as they could before the wedding. And even as they began living together in the luxurious home of his, they tried to avoid each other but their paths crossed more here and there, they would start talking more, first on business-related stuff and then the conversation only got broader from there.

One late night she was stuck in the office she asked him to make for her on the ground floor, looking through some case files her brother dropped of earlier today. Ethan was out, told her not to wait up for him, and she never really did, they didn't even share the bedroom. But she lost track of time when there was loud noise coming from the corridor and it made her get up. She wore simple leggings and a one colored shirt, pretty laid back attire for her home office and got out carefully, barefoot walking across the marble floor when she then noticed Ethan by the stairs, blood covering his face and he looked a bit out of place. "Christ, what the hell happened?"she rushed to his side. "Hey, look at me, Ethan - do I have to call the doctor? How bad is it?"she asked and took hold of his arm, wrapping it around her slim shoulders and helping him stand at least a little bit. "Come on, lets go upstairs, there's first aid kit somewhere in the bathroom."

[loredrops]

@sarcasmpersonified181 asked: sensual meme edition m/f 8 David to Saskia

a low, satisfied hum vibrated in her throat as she watched the slow, steady return of his breath, her own fingers still tingling from the scrape of his stubble. "i don't think i'm ever letting you out of this bed." it was a joke, maybe, but layered with a truth that made her toes curl. a faint tremble still occasionally rippled through her, little aftershocks of the earthquake he’d wrecked within her.

[faerierotting]

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muse: tinkerbell, faerie.

a warm, glowing aura surrounded her and she stood before them with a quiet hum. she arched a brow and her wings disappeared into her skin. they looked like a tattoo covering the entirety of her back and shoulders. this wasn't unusual for her, really. the pirates would take her and her sisters and use them. their pixie dust was a drug of sorts and sleeping with them was even more euphoric. tinkerbell tipped her head to the side and she smiled gently.

her hand reached out and she traced her fingertip against their chest with a little chuckle. humans were strange, but they were mesmerizing as well. a sigh escaped her and she bit into her lower lip, "what do you need from me?" she asked softly. she twirled around and sat down on the edge of their couch. "do you want some dust?" she asked and leand back against her hands.

[haeritics]

closed starter for @sarcasmpersonified181 for amanda & ethan.

she placed the cigarette between her pretty lips and lit it up outside of the bar. she'd been having a stressful night and she didn't want to just leave. she hadn't seen ethan all day - he left early that morning and she hadn't heard from him yet. it wasn't unusual, but things felt a little off. amanda flicked ashes off to the pavement and a few guys walked up to the bar. one or two of them were eyeing her up and down and she didn't feel like dealing with this right now. they weren't regulars, so she couldn't joke it off. when one of them walked over and took her cigarette from her to put it in his mouth, she narrowed her gaze at him, "that was fucking rude, do you usually just go up to people and take their shit from them?" she snapped and he laughed, but she wasn't laughing with him. "fuck off." amanda walked past him to move to the other end of the sidewalk and he actually had the audacity to follow her.

"dude! fuck. OFF!" she shouted at him and shoved him away from her. she didn't see ethan's car pulling up, so when the guy grabbed her by the throat and slammed her up against the wall, she really thought this was it for her. "get off of me!" she exclaimed and tried to push him away, but he sneered and leaned in to kiss her. she bit down on his lower lip, hard, and drew blood. he shouted and stumbled back, covering his mouth and calling her a little bitch - telling her how she was gonna be treated some fucking manners. "you fucking touch me again and i -- " before she could say anything, he'd thrown his hand back and hit her across the face. amanda gasped and fell to the ground. she cupped her cheek and he grabbed her by the hair, trying to pull her towards his car while his friends laughed. she screamed for someone to help her, not knowing her fiance was in the vicinity.

[birdonawiresara]

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While Sara generally kept to herself and the small circle of people in her life, she felt like she was practically a social butterfly compared to Bruce - the real Bruce. Which was why, even though they started to find their own way of working together during the mission in the tunnels, she was still surprised to be invited out to join him at a bar. An upscale bar, of course, and that meant dressing nicer than she normally would to go out for drinks. So, clad in ankle boots with a high heel, form-fitting black pants, a grey sweater, and her leather jacket, she approached the building, her long, blonde hair left down in soft waves that blew gently behind her as she opened the door. Bruce was easy to spot - the adoring crowd struggling to keep their distance made sure of that - and she quipped as she walked over to him, “The bars I go to normally have peanut shells on the floor and dust on the top shelf bottles. But I guess this is okay, too.”