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hey loviesss, i’m stella (she/her) , and here’s my mobile navigation. i’m highly enthusiastic, a slut for angst, and am obsessed with mutuality. i adore partner’s i can have a friendship with so slide into my inbox, annoy me, send musings, i love it all. lastly, i do write on discord, which is available upon request. give this post a like or hmu to plot . xx

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theoutsidersx

practically settled, so if i haven’t switched things over or followed you yet i’ll be doing that by the end of the week. 🖤🖤

theoutsidersx

add me on discord at: stellbell#7786

practically settled, so if i haven’t switched things over or followed you yet i’ll be doing that by the end of the week. 🖤🖤

#❛ &. ooc. ┊ big mood.#i’m not crying — you are!!

ok guyssssss, gonna start switching things over & shit. i’m so excited & anxious about this next step. it’s honestly just what i need at this point in time.

#❛ &. ooc. ┊ big mood.

just about done with my theme, if anyone knows how to change post sizes or anything like that pleaseeeeeeee message me bc i am drowning right now.

#❛ &. ooc. ┊ big mood.

sharpcbjects

#❛ &. visage. ┊ taylor knight.

intheirabsence:

“you’ll have to teach me such talent with words. how powerful i could be!” partly a joke.. but then her softer, airy tone.. she need only use that with men to have them crumbled to their knees for her, she had that tone that could make you melt slowly. “and what makes you think i don’t dream about you already?” and truly there had been times she’d caught herself lost in day dreams about him, about his hands on her skin, about him unbuttoning his shirts so slowly and exposing muscles.. even now her eyes couldn’t be torn from him. “guess i just.. haven’t heard you say you worry about me before.. but i’m warning you, if you’re a pimp i best be your main girl.” she joked along with him but.. in heart she really did hope it was just her for him, that he felt that same magnetic drive to be near each other that she did.. because everything just felt easier with him. being with him was easy and finding comfort in someone else’s presence alone, wasn’t exactly something mia was all that familiar with. she watched him grab the oil and ended up dragging her teeth over her lower lip. “you spoil me..” she hummed, having to part her legs further to let him sit between them. she felt so exposed to him that she had reddening cheeks, tinting to more of a deep rose color than their usual pale pink. shirt unbuttoned and hanging open, not enough to expose her breasts to him quite yet but enough that the fabric almost teased it. the rare time she liked being treated delicately, it was rare.. but sometimes she liked feeling adored that way, liked how his hands could treat her so sweetly when she needed it, and then held her lose all of her control when she needed to be completely in someone elses hands. it felt like relief to feel his oiled hands gliding and pushing along her skin, warm under his palms. she knew that little moan that slipped her lips was exactly what he’d need to hear from her, but mia had already made her choice. her hand reached to take one of his and guide it, to trail it up her midriff nd torso, between her breasts and placed his palm and fingers around her neck. her soft green eyes staring up at him to give that silent message, tonight mia needed to be his little slut, to really lose all control, to hand that control over to him and trust him with it.

“that’s exactly why i won’t spend time teaching you such a skill.” a light chuckle leaves his lips. with little trained persuasion, the femme has him wrapped around her fingers. he could only imagine if she got into his head, knew exactly how to make him shift in his seat. “i’d imagine i’d hear about it, but obviously you’ve been biting your tongue.” the man tuts his teeth. he’d love to hear about her dreams involving him, taylor certain he could make some of them their reality. “you’d let me treat you like my property?” he chuckles, “as if i’d be decent at that job, any guy that even looks at you would probably end up with a bloody nose.” it’s the truth. she hadn’t experienced his jealousy as of yet but it’s probably his biggest red flag. his hands move on her body with intent, skilled digits kneading and stroking her thighs before it moves up her body. a secret smile forms on his lip as she guides him to her neck. he had assumed with the night, the sleep deprivation that she wouldn’t be up for that kind of fun. he’s content to see that she prefers it, needs him, and it makes his heart beat. this moment a reminder of how perfect they are together. his hands teasingly squeezes at her neck beforen moving down to her breast. taylor’s aware for that kind of activity, his hands can’t be too slippery. he massages her breast, twisting and pulling at her erect nipples as he sits between her legs. she’s open and willing and he plans on using every moment to admire her, and her body in this state. “look at you.” he sneers, “fucking desperate. body basically begging me to fuck you right now.” he laughs bitterly. he plans to, oh does he plan to. “after a week of no contact, you think you deserve that much?” rough hands halts the stimulation to her breast and moves back to her neck, grip tight, “you think you deserve to come?” he pulls her up by her neck, bringing their foreheads together, “mm mm,” he breathes, “not without taking care of me.”

#❛ &. interaction. ┊ taylor knight.

gveintome:

anna said what she had to say, made a polite request and the conversation could’ve been done— she could’ve left. so, why hasn’t she? there’s so many things running through her mind, all of them telling her to just go, but her feet seem to remain planted where they are. the lids of her eyes are wide, staring at him with the upmost disbelief that he could be saying any of this to her. nick baldwin wasn’t just some random neighbor, he was someone who knew her. as unfortunate as it was, she was well-aware that he could read her like an open book. there was no way the man couldn’t know just how uncomfortable this conversation was for her. not only to talk about meaningless sex with a man she once loved, but to just add her in as if she were nothing more than a potential third wheel to whatever fun he seemed to be having.

“i didn’t.. it wasn’t a demand. i just asked— “ she stops herself then. if there had ever been more of a time where annalise wished she was capable of sticking up for herself, it would’ve been now. to scream and curse at him for making her feel this way .. but, that wasn’t who she is. and to make matters worse, the blonde now has to look the now present woman in the eyes. megan. even though that woman has nothing to do with nick’s actions, anna can’t help but to feel resentment towards her because if it hadn’t been for the loud moans that came out of her mouth, none of this would’ve been happening. annalise never would’ve been awake at this hour. she never would’ve knocked on the door to discover that the man she once loved was living right next to her. despite it all, anna stayed true to her character and gave megan a smile. a small one, but a smile nevertheless; as if to acknowledge the other’s presence.

“.. i get it now. you can stop.” this time her words sounding more like a plea. with that, anna should’ve left, she should’ve just walked away. but instead, the words came out involuntarily, “what happened to you, nick?”

he’s telling the truth, he doesn’t want her to feel disrespected by him. nick is simply down for some good fun, and wouldn’t mind anna joining in on said fun. despite the lack of force, his words appear strong and adamant, the man laughing at the fact that after all these years she’s still unable to complete a sentence. for a moment he wonders what’s going through her mind, if she still thinks he’s as ruthless as the first time they conversed. after the time he took her to a strip club because she hadn’t experienced it. after the times he broke her down again and again and continued without a care. he’s about to close the door, push her back without a response when her next words come. it breaks him, the male swallowing loudly. nick spent so much time reflecting that he simply settled on drinking to get his thoughts out of his head. truth be told, he hates himself, and with every passing day he learns to hate himself in a new way. more than feeling sorry for himself, nick simply finds the pleasure in this cruel place. blowing a raspberry, the male rolls his eyes. he’s offended, how dare she call him out? in front of his company? at this time of night? “what happened to me? what happened to you?” the man scoffs, “i’m living my life to the fullest, enjoying myself and the nerve of you to fucking come over here and fucking judge me? for being me?” another scoffs leaves the male. he’s shaking, he wants to cry, instead he continues to shout at the blonde. “the funny shit is you’re quick to think something is wrong with me when you’re the one stopping my fucking fun and living alone. probably still no friends like in high school, and surrounded by a family that could give a fuck where you’re at.” truth be told, in more ways than one, that’s his reality too. despite being surrounded by people, he’s never felt more alone in his life. “so, tell me? who should be more worried about the other right now?”

#❛ &. interaction. ┊ nick baldwin.

merrymusings

plot idea: i was just trying to have a one night stand with a stranger at the club/bar so i lied about my name and entire life when we met. but after we hooked up i kept thinking about you, so we ended up hooking up again another night and i kept lying. and it keeps happening and now i’m in too deep to tell you the truth so i’m just living this fake life whenever i see you but i really like you

#❛ &. wishlist. ┊ wanted plot.