#wildcr

[ofdamnation]

            ‘  i  don’t  know  where  that  came  from  ,  i——  think  i’m  pretty  drunk  .  ’     //     closed  starter  for  @wildcr​  ,  based!

[felixculpxx]

Olive had a huge smile on her face. She had all day. Pride season was everything to her. Not only because of the obvious personal connection but it was also when she got most of her work. As an activist, there were also a lot of people who weren’t necessarily not friends but she only ever saw them at events. With their hands locked together as they walked through the crowds, Olive turned to her partner. “Can you believe that the Pride festival almost didn’t happen this year?” She let out a light laugh. “The city were super close to declining the license because it was something like they didn’t believe there was enough interest. Can you believe that?” The woman snorted before looking around them.  | @wildcr​ liked for a relationship starter

[lilacwiinearchive]

a closed angsty starter for @wildcr​ featuring heather.

“i don’t want anything to do with you anymore.”

[divinedxsign]

@wildcr​  cont from here

“I didn’t get that stupid job.” Arms slumping by her side when Mara took took the food and wine from her, Eden wandering further into the other woman’s apartment. Okay, so it wasn’t a stupid job, it was a job she’d really been hoping to get. She thought she’d done okay in the interview, and the brunette had been pretty confident about the whole thing. But she’d gotten the call today that she hadn’t made the but. “I’m just bummed.” 

[roseburied]

@wildcr​ continued from here

“ That you’re an annoying, full of yourself, and attention seeking twit, but you’ll get the job done. “ Of course, Irie had been paired up with the class ‘celebrity,’ if she could be called that. Everyone ( else ) in the class had been vying for Liv’s partnership, but since they’d been assigned, Irie had gotten stuck with her instead. Really, she’d have been happy to let anyone else have her. It would have been easier to do all of the work on the group project herself rather than be stuck with little miss picture perfect. Irie crossed her arms over her chest and resisted the urge to tighten the hood on her oversized flannel hoodie. After all, with such a character attack, the other girl was almost certain to fire something back, not that the soccer star cared. Her reputation was exactly what she wanted it to be: terrifying.  “ Anything else to add? “

[savagc]

@wildcr​ sent:  “I saw you fall… are you alright?” (from beck!!!) <333

she should have known better. if she hadn’t been lost in her thoughts and daydreams, internal ranting and wistful thinking...she would have been paying more attention to where she stepped. the deck of the ship was always slick to some measure, but they’d been at sea in dry weather the last few days which had allowed more salt to collect on the wood, and then tonight...a dense fog had hung in the air; added moisture turning that salt into something akin to an oil slick. she has slipped down and back, her palms catching her, but she’d hit the deck and the white slip of sheer fabric that fell only to her thighs was mostly soaked, her bare legs a little smudged now from soot on the damp wood. brown eyes trained up on the sound of beck’s voice and pink spread on her cheeks. beck had definitely been on her mind, those distracted daydreams of hers. “i’ve taken worse.” she admits, pushing from her palms to try getting back to her feet, but now she was glaring at the ship deck with a lack of trust.

[cruelangcls]

@wildcr​ continued from here

“that’s right. that’s right i am. and here’s the fun part, this isn’t even d//addy’s biggest toy. no, no, she has so many others just waiting for you. and your new life. as the office wh//ore.” avery was incredibly calm- relaxed, as she spoke and sunk the toy further into the woman beneath her. her eyes danced from the back of the blonde’s head to the disappearing d//ildo. more and more she pushed. it wasn’t fast or rough. yet. it would be soon, but she wasn’t absolutely cruel. she’d give the other enough time. “what’s your name? tell me your name,” and with that order, avery delivered two sharp, quick smacks to the other’s ass; the second slap followed by her hand staying on the thick, firm cheek and steadying herself.

[felixculpxx]

note: michigan perez is 27 - 30 and identifies as queer. he’s a famous fashion designer. 

Their dates had been far and inbetween given Michigan’s schedule. They’d hooked up before but hadn’t actually had a full on over night, again because of Mitch’s schedule. It was still the peak of his work season so most days were nonstop. His day would usually start before at least 6am. This early on in dating, the last thing he wanted was to force them up at those sorts of hours.

Finally, they’d had a full night together though. This was the first morning they were spending waking up together. Michigan rolled over and offered a small smile. They looked gorgeous. He brushed some hair from their eyes before whispering gently: “Morning angel. How’d you sleep?” | @wildcr​ liked for a ‘the morning after’ starter