#warxandxplastics

[thcfantasyfactory]

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"Mr. Remington, I have that list of patients you requested." Daphne entered his office, holding a manila folder in one hand and a coffee cup in the other. "Also, I know you're staying to finish some paperwork, so I got you a coffee to help keep you alert," she said with a cute little giggle, setting both items down on the desk in front of him.

The young blonde woman had been his assistant for about six months and greatly enjoyed it. Everyone in the building was friendly, and her boss cared a lot, ensuring she felt comfortable working under him. However, something worried her, and she wasn't sure what to do about it. Daphne had no idea if he shared the same feelings or if she was just imagining it, but there was a deep, intense sexual tension between them. She couldn't help but blush whenever he stood too close, and her heart would skip a beat when their fingers accidentally brushed against each other. She'd even had a couple of wet dreams about him. But she didn't know what to do, so she ignored it. Yet here they were again, all alone in his office, her standing beside him, her hip barely inches away from brushing against his shoulder as she leaned forward to set the cup down, her blouse unbuttoned just enough to give him a peek at the tops of her breasts. "Is there anything else I can do for you, sir?"

[monarchsofprophecy]

@warxandxplastics // Remi xx Relta

Songs: 1) Garden of Eden by Lady G.aga 2) Abracadabra by La.dy Ga.ga 3) Lovedrug by Lad.y Ga.ga

[magicalswimmingsubmarine]

closed starter for @warxandxplastics

The air was thick with the scent of citrus and grilled olives, sweetened slightly by the tang of fruit in nearby glasses. Laughter echoed off the walls, the warm clatter of plates and the steady buzz of people enjoying their Saturday evening was a comfortable noise to be in. To Meadow it was refreshing, to catch a glimpse of a stranger's evening. It was still early, so she smoothed out the soft material of her dress just slightly over her knees, as her eyes wandered across the room.

Her eyes drifted to the far end of the bar, where an older man sat alone. He looked sun-worn, his skin browned and freckled from years in the light, with creases around his eyes that deepened when he caught her gaze and smiled. She gave a small smile back, unsure why she’d looked for so long.

She was very nervous, of course she was, but also thrilled. One of her many, many, many emails, sent half-hopefully and half-expecting absolutely nothing, had finally come back with a “Yes.”

Even if she was here for work, Meadow had always believed in the medicinal power of a little liquid courage. That’s why she’d ordered a tinto de verano, a concoction of red wine mixed with lemon soda, except she'd asked for it with cream soda instead. Dulce, y cremoso, que rico.... she thought, as It fizzed gently against her tongue, the bubbles prickling her tastebuds, when her eyes finally landed on him. The man she was here to meet.

“Oh!” she gasped softly, caught mid-sip as she carefully set her glass down. A smile spread across her face, a little crooked with nerves. She lifted her hand and waved him over, heart thudding a little faster now that the waiting was done.

[evora-eriu-mclaggen]

@warxandxplastics // x

“Judy got me alright,” he chuckled and quickly cleared his throat. His bruises were indeed as a result of practice ending in the locker room with Judy. Sitting right beside Eriu, the prefect’s head towering over hers as he looked at her notes. “I would’ve said you can kiss them better but I don’t want any new bruises added.” His bushy brows furrowed up and he sighed, leaning back on his seat. “Are you coming to the game this weekend? Have some house cheer spirit?…” He gave a lopsided grin, not expecting her to show up. Eriu and cheer were the complete opposite in his head.

Judy had about the same natural talent for attracting attention that Remi did. It only seemed natural they’d...

Eriu leaned away from him ever so slightly, blinking away the image that painted itself in her mind. Her elbow perched on the armrest of the sofa. “Of course I’ll come. I always come to the games.”

[a-kitten-with-claws-archived]

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“A coconut bikini could never be inappropriate Kit. Just try it on. Who cares its winter? Its summer somewhere, right?…. Okay, I can see you might be a bit mad at me for disappearing. I was a… eh…  on an Island….?… Hey, can’t you see I’m tanned????”.

“I only model food-based swimwear for friends......and friends do not abscond right after a nice friendly dinner for months at a time. You could give someone a serious self-doubt complex pulling that kind of crap, you know?”.

[ericbrandonrp]

@warxandxplastics​ asked: “It’s been two years since I’ve seen home. Two years.” (Couldn’t help it)

Band of Brothers Sentence Starters

The Irishman shot the other an unimpressed glance; an eyebrow cocked up. Did he think he was something special here? That everyone else except him had come here only two days ago? “Want me to pity ye? Quit whoinin’, man, we all been here for two years. Go’a squeeze yer arsecheeks toge’er ‘n’ deal with it.”

[warrioroflondonbelow]

@warxandxplastics​ II Continued from here 

The curiosity in the young Hufflepuff’s face drained into pure, pale uncertainty and fear brewing with every word muttered by the Slytherin. “W-... Wait. Really?” stammered Richard, his now rounded, blue gaze drifting to the view of the darkened woods. “Tha’s awful. Th--... Tha’--....”

Richard’s expression soon dried into disdain as the Hufflepuff didn’t even bother to stifle back an eyeroll. “Tha’s not funny,” he muttered, unimpressed. “Look, I was askin’ ‘cause I was was wonderin’ whether ya’ heard tha’ howlin’ comin’ from the woods last night? It was probably ‘round midnight when I heard it.”

[monarchsofprophecy]

@warxandxplastics // Remi xx Rosie xx Relta // Smutty Starter Attempt #3

“I was told not to let you do anything impulsively stupid, or vice versa. And I believe you were told Relta and I agreed upon free use while she’s away?” Rosie checked in with Remi as he opened the door for her, the blonde asked the much taller man. She looked up at him through long lashes, her lips so slightly parted as she looked up at her sir fuck buddy..lover? No, if anything, the three of them were lovers, so to only call Remi that would be vastly inaccurate.

Rosie looked back down at the paper Relta had given her, reading to herself what it said, hoping Remi would be patient. “This too, if I want to,” Rosie smirked at Remi in a playful manner, tossing her arms around his neck and pressing her lips to his, jumping slightly so that her legs were wrapped around his waist — with her skirt, riding up to allow for her panties to brush against his zipper. When she broke the kiss and removed her fingers from Remi’s hair, her cheeks were flush and the note was forgotten on the floor.

”I’m supposed to also make sure you stay hydrated since I’m here for the weekend to make sure you stay well and sated….if that’s possible,” she told him, untangling her limbs from around him. She got on her knees and examined his zipper, smirking, “I was wet enough to leave a mark,” she told him, ashamed and amused at the same time, causing her to nibble her lower lip and turn red.