#worthyarthur

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└─ ♡ ‘ @worthyarthur​ sent “ i’m NOT jealous ” ft. dalia !

the corners of her lips are uprturned in amusement. “ no, of course not, ” dalia murmurs dismissively. and in part, she does feel such ways. dismissive, indifferent. she can’t be bothered to hone in on the importance of whatever seems to be simmering below the surface between them both. a water reference. she thinks he’d laugh at that. dalia is not a particularly humorous person. the pitfalls of being an aspiring musician, she imagines. there is always angst and pain. but she has her moments. little things she’d picked up from him during their time together. “ the inflection in your voice doesn’t give it away at all. ” her words are laced with sarcasm now, perhaps her only defense against a man that practically towers over her when he nears. “ so i’m guessing you didn’t enjoy my set then. ” a small huff falls past her lips as she steps past him and towards the bar. two drinks await. one for herself and the other for the man that had joined her on stage. a singer just as herself. it was meant to be an intimate moment but her eyes continued to waver from that of her partner. always over back to the audience, glimmering delicately over a sihlouette she knows all too well. lacquered fingers curl over the neck of the cocktail glass.  

[peachesncream69]

         @worthyarthur​ said:  “tell me you’re mine”

                 If there was one thing Carol didn’t like, it was being told what to do. She’d always been an independent sort of woman, someone who knew exactly what she’d wanted and taken it when she’d wanted it. She didn’t need anyone, especially a man, telling her what to do. Just the words made her skin crawl, even if it was coming from someone she trusted like Arthur. “Only if you say it first.” Carol practically snarled. 

                             // less cringy NSFW/intimacy memes | (accepting!) 

[fierceheartsa]

@worthyarthur​ asked: „ you want to play dirty ? fine, let’s play dirty. “ // relationship aesthetic prt. III

                     „ don’t we all play dirty sometimes ? “ , izzy replied with a grin spreading across her red painted lips , before she moved the glass in her hand and arched her brow. „ you think i let you win this easily.. ? “ , she teased and slowly shook her head. „ no way. “

[filthysins]

starter for @worthyarthur​ ft. gia

Gia’s head was swimming, her tolerance way too low for the drink she had been nursing. Yet another drawback of a sheltered life with overly religious parents that thought simply breathing wrong was a sin. She was just happy that she was in a better environment, one where she was free to explore things and learn as she went. At least that was what she thought. She couldn’t quite remember how she had met Arthur only that she had taken a liking to him and he’d easily gotten her to trust him. Secrets that she usually kept to herself had been shared with the man, things like her upbringing, and the fact that she was still a virgin had just been a couple things she’d told him about. She’d manage to keep her attraction to him to herself though, or so she hoped. Either way, the man had her comfortable enough to drink with him and even offered to take care of her when it was obvious that she had reached her limit. Gia had happily agreed, letting her head fall against his shoulder as she drifted off into an alcohol induced sleep. It was when she had woken hours later that Gia realized her trust may have been misplaced. 

At first she couldn’t quite register what was wrong, trying and failing when she attempted to get up. A look down revealed the ropes carefully binding her so that her most intimate places were exposed. No matter how much she struggled she was unable to get free, or even close her legs. Seconds away from calling for help Gia fell silent with a whimper when she heard movement coming her way. 

[museknown]

@worthyarthur (plotted.)

A few drinks in, and she didn’t seemed phased in the slightest. And she really wasn’t. Built up a tolerance like she had and it took a hell of a lot more than a few beers to get her sloshed. She could respect the fact that he also seemed unaffected so far. 

Which would win? Asgardian constitution or Atlesian constitution? That question, and a competitive nature, had prompted this little duel. Brunn knew what she was good at, and drinking was definitely one of her strongest skills. Fish boy wasn’t about to take that from her.

“Doing good? Doing okay?” she teased, pausing a moment to guzzle down half her beer. It wasn’t about speed, but about the number of empty bottles behind you before you tapped out. Didn’t mean she had to go slow. “You know, never met someone who could beat me. Don’t know why you think you’re so special.” 

[lovetcboo-archive]

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from the moment her step father had walked into her life, elena had been close to him. her own father had walked out on her and her mother when she was two so when he’d come into their lives, it was exactly what the both of them had been searching for. elena had worried about resenting him to begin with, but that hadn’t been the case and they’d ended up being a real family unit. elena knew that she could go to him about anything and he wouldn’t go and tell her mother. with her mother away for the weekend, elena found herself curled up against her step father as they watched a movie. it was something they did regularly, even when her mother was there and it helped relax her. it helped that he was far bigger than she was, meaning he was the perfect guy to cuddle up against, almost like her own personal teddy bear. “are either of us watching this movie?” elena had tuned out of the movie about twenty minutes before, just enjoying where she was for a while as her fingers ran over the back of his hand. “i didn’t know it was going to be so boring...next time, i’ll let you choose the movie...deal?”

[sweetcstfantasy]

@worthyarthur​ || Arthur & Jessica

❝Hey MR. CURRY!❞ Beaming as soon as the older man stepped into the house, Jessica almost bounced her way over to him. It had been a LONG day of playing with his child, but ever since bedtime rolled around the teen somehow found herself with this burst of energy. And yet, there had been no outlet for it. Not until he came in of course. For even if he simply wanted to drive her home and end the night, at least she had someone to talk to until then. Her grin stretched across her features and her hands outstretched to help him take his jacket. She wasn’t sure WHY she always hung it up for him whenever he wore it - but it was almost automatic now. ❝How was your night?❞

[hopebcrn]

worthyarthur said: ❛ i don’t know the enemy yet, but i will soon, and when i do… ❜

Kara listened to him carefully, taking in his words, azure orbs settled on him. As she stood there, her gaze narrowed slightly. ❝ You’ll what? Run in again without a plan? Decide that you’ll face them on your own? ❞ She inquired, her head tilting to the side slightly. The Kryptonian spoke as though she had some kind of authority, when in fact she didn’t necessarily have any. She wasn’t sure who he was, but she could tell that he was no ordinary human based on the things that she had witnessed prior to their conversation. ❝ Perhaps in your world you could just rush in and conquer whatever problem you faced. But if I have discovered anything its that it is okay to have assistance. Having a plan doesn’t make you weak. It makes you prepared. ❞ She stated after a moment.