ᴅᴇꜱɪʀᴇ ʙᴇɢᴇᴛꜱ ᴅᴇᴘʀᴀᴠɪᴛʏ

ᴀʀᴋɴɪɢʜᴛꜱ ᴍᴜʟᴛɪ-ᴍᴜꜱᴇ / 18+ ɴꜱꜰᴡ / ᴛʀɪɢɢᴇʀ ʜᴇᴀᴠʏ / ᴘʀɪᴠᴀᴛᴇ / ʙʏ ᴛʀᴀᴄʏ

[whoxyouxhate]

WELL SHIT HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME~

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sexual tension prompts

loving reminder that "my muse" is the person reblogging the meme and "your muse" is your muse! if you want to reverse these, add a +, like so: [ PIN ] + and the roles will switch! these prompts are inspired by THIS MEME! they're designed for all muses, regardless of whether they've interacted before or not!

[ PIN ] : your muse pins my muse against a wall.

[ HANDS ] : our muses' hands touch. (anything from grazing past or the hand holding content we all deserve.)

[ GAZE ] : your muse watches my muse from across a crowded room.

[ GUIDE ] : in order to guide my muse, your muse presses a hand against the small of their back.

[ INVITE ] : your muse asks mine into a private room with nobody else present.

[ TOUCH ] : our muses touching one another discreetly but intimately in a public setting.

[ LICK ] : your muse licks something from their thumb or lips in front of my muse.

[ SLEEVES ] : your muse rolls up their sleeves to reveal their forearms.

[ SMIRK ] : while interacting with my muse, your muse can't resist a smirk.

[ NECKLACE ] : your muse fastens a necklace around my muse's neck.

[ CLOSE ] : our muses are in a position which leads to your muse stepping intimately closer to my muse.

[ UNBUTTON ] : due to heat or stress or other reasons, your muse unbuttons the top of their shirt to reveal their neckline.

[ DANCE ] : our muses dance together in close quarters.

[ DEFEND ] : your muse intervenes between my muse and a source of unwanted attention.

[ TEXT ] : your muse texts intimate content to my muse.

[ PHONE ] : while on the phone with my muse, your muse flirts teasingly during the call.

[ BEHIND ] : unexpectedly, your muse arrives close to my mind from behind, taking them by surprise.

[ WET ] : our muses find one another in a torrential downpour of rain, both soaking wet.

[ LEAN ] : your muse leans tantalisingly close to my muse to retrieve something or catch their attention.

[ LOOK ] : your muse initiates intense eye contact with my muse.

[ ALONE ] : our muses find one another alone in an isolated setting.

[ ASK ] : your muse asks my muse if they're single.

[ WHISPER ] : your muse leans close to my muse's ear in order to whisper something to them.

[ BRUSH ] : your muse reaches forward to brush a strand of my muse's hair from their eyes.

[ STEADY ] : your muse steadies my muse by placing their hands on their waist when my muse almost falls against them.

[ SMILE ] : your muse begins to grin at something my muse is saying, like a big unstoppable grin.

[ PULL ] : your muse pulls my muse into their side as they're walking together.

[justrpmemesandmusings]

Send "Is that my shirt?" for your muse finding mine in your muse's shirt

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          Seeing the other 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐊 𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐍 in front of her, triggered Zofia’s “maternal instinct” — Though she was not technically a mother, still quite young & unmarried, she’d damn near singlehandedly raised her niece Maria 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐒. “C’mon now, don’t cry.” Tone was as soft as possible for the typically stringent Kuranta. “Lay your head on my lap.” Pat of it with her functioning hand, “I’ll play with your hair while you relax.” (Always helped Maria, hopefully it would help them too).

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oh im in love

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TEXT MESSAGES

a mix of platonic, fluff, angst, & nsfw

[ 📱 — sms ] can i call you?

[ 📱 — sms ] please answer me.

[ 📱 — sms ] i miss you.

[ 📱 — sms ] where are you?

[ 📱 — sms ] is everything okay?

[ 📱 — sms ] i love you.

[ 📱 — sms ] i feel so alone.

[ 📱 — sms ] i feel alone without you.

[ 📱 — sms ] do you want me to pick up food?

[ 📱 — sms ] do you need me to pick you up?

[ 📱 — sms ] can you pick me up?

[ 📱 — sms ] i miss your touch.

[ 📱 — sms ] i might have made a mistake.

[ 📱 — sms ] who is this?

[ 📱 — sms ] i think you have the wrong number.

[ 📱 — sms ] i can’t stop thinking about you.

[ 📱 — sms ] do you ever think about us?

[ 📱 — sms ] i’m in the hospital.

[ 📱 — sms ] i want you in my bed again.

[ 📱 — sms ] i woke up and you were gone.

[ 📱 — sms ] i want to kiss you in places you’ll never forget.

[ 📱 — sms ] i’m pregnant.

[ 📱 — sms ] did you just propose to me over text message?

[ 📱 — sms ] i touch myself when i think about you.

[ 📱 — sms ] i need you. now.

[ 📱 — sms ] i’m sorry for what i said.

[ 📱 — sms ] you’re my best friend.

[ 📱 — sms ] i need somewhere to crash.

[ 📱 — sms ] i thought you didn’t want to talk to me.

[ 📱 — sms ] was that pic meant for me?

[ 📱 — sms ] i’m in trouble and need your help.

[whoxyouxhate]

madexinxheaven​:

Question: Why was Scavenger even HERE? Girl couldn’t even say it was part of her DAY JOB. After all, she was a member of S.W.E.E.P. If she was going to be watching ANYONE’s back, surely it should have been PROJEKT RED’s? Y’know… Her ACTUAL PARTNER? Instead she’d allowed FEater to talk her into accompanying her to a damn EPOGUE SHOOT. Sure. Sure. She DID need the back up; Someone to look out for her in case it all went to SHIT. But why had Scavenger decided that that someone was going to be HER? In all honesty, the truth was right before her denial-ridden eyes. And, NO, before you ask, it had NOTHING to do with FEater being a hot broad prancing around in thigh highs, a skirt and a biker jacket. Rather it had EVERYTHING to do with HOW FEater pranced around in thigh highs, a skirt, and a biker jacket. Indeed… She really DID seem to carry a certain ambient air about her. She was… For all her FOUL LANGUAGE and FLIRTY IMPULSION… A very positive, forward-thinking, energetic, and noticeably present kind of person. Kinda like her FIRST LOVE and PROVENCE. (Not to mention NAIVE.) Heh. Maybe Scavenger had a time? But don’t let her catch me– 'What was that, little rat?’ Saying… That… Nevermind. Scratch that. FEater had just caught Scavenger whispering about being STEPPED ON. “Nyhuh?!” Girl froze up like a DEER caught in the headlight, ears folding against her scalp, wide eyes glancing across. “Did you just call me a little–…” Trail off. More like a sharp left turn right off a damn cliff as teeth CLATTERED as they GRIT TOGETHER. “Wipe that damn smirk off your face. Do you really wanna DIE THAT BADLY?” She glowered back, fists clenched, tryna make her body seem LARGER. “Who said anything about stepping on anyone?” Scavenger did. About FEater. Stepping on her. “God, you’re annoying…”

           “𝐇𝐀!” — Slightly shorter girl carelessly flung a muscular arm around Scavenger’s comparatively 𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐖 shoulders. For how scrawny the little loner looked, it was kinda shocking she could carry around such a big sword! (Then again, people said that same stuff about her gauntlets) — “Rat? Yeah-huh! Cuz that’s what you are, right? Oh wait! Don’t tell me you’re a squirrel? With a tail like that!?” Neck craned backwards so that FEater could 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐀 𝐆𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 at the rodent’s backside. She wasn’t saying any of this to discriminate. In fact, having panda-like features had been part of the ex movie-star’s 𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐃! There was nothing wrong with those features! Everyone should just embrace ‘em! That’s what 𝐒𝐇𝐄 thought! Fanged smirk only stretched delightedly — Amusement swirling in eyes. Call her 𝐍𝐀𝐈𝐕𝐄, but FEater wasn’t intimidated by Scavenger. She wasn’t even slightly scared right about now! In fact, she kinda found it 𝐂𝐔𝐓𝐄! The way the girl got so grouchy with her & stuff! “Oh c’moooooon~ It’s no biggie! I’ve had people pay to have me step on ‘em back in the day. Never had a girl ask for it. First time for everything. HeeHee~” & It wasn’t like she was 𝐏𝐔𝐓 𝐎𝐅𝐅 by that fact. “You did, silly~! I heard you. Ursus are known ta have really, really good hearing, you know!” (Was that even true or was she just stroking her own ego?) — “You being annoyed with me? That’s what we call ‘sexual frustration’ in the biz.” (Pretty sure everyone called it that). “We can totes take care a’ that in the back!” 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐇 𝐋𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐄𝐑 as the martial artist yanked Scavenger away from the set, toward the changing room.

[whoxyouxhate]

madexinxheaven​:

           𝐌𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐇 𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐃𝐑𝐘 — Heart leaping across her ribcage & lodging itself deep within her larynx. Lady-in-waiting was far too aged for this. (Not that she would 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 admit that aloud). There was something 𝐔𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐘 𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂 about the way oceanic depths darkened with desire while they drank in every last inch of Maria’s firm thighs, curvaceous hips, & full ass. As if she were some...Prepubescent girl who’d just realized she was into other girls. Zofia had never so much as 𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐃 the notion of being attracted to the same sex. Sure, she’d always found women to be beautiful creatures. & Perhaps she’d cop a feel from time to time when she was drunk. She’d even made out with one of her competitors...Back in 𝐇𝐄𝐑 Kazimierz Major days. (Celebratory party with lots of liquor & more mistakes than she could count on her bad hand) — Irregardless of “childish experimentation” in her youth; Zofia never doubted that she would marry a man. Not until 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒. 𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘. 𝐌𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓. Issue was? The woman who had her so enamored & conflicted...Was none other than her distant niece. “If you were naked, sure. But y’aren’t 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 naked. Ya jus’ look naked. That tight fabric’s gotta be, like, super constraining an’ shit.” Flushed face contorted in pain. As if she’d been smacked across it by Maria’s words, “I’ll have y’know, I’ve danced naked lotsa times. I’m still young and prone to crazy stuff like that. Jus’ like 𝐘𝐎𝐔.” Not something to be admitting out loud to a student or a family member. (Especially in front of so many esteemed individuals). “Are you laughing at me, missy?” 𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐄. If this were one of her lovers, she would have spanked—She wasn’t one of her lovers!

          𝐆𝐀𝐒𝐏 & 𝐀 𝐌𝐎𝐀𝐍 — Instinctive response to the sounds that flowed from the other’s pretty pink lips. Seemed she wasn’t the only one feeling things she 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃𝐍’𝐓 𝐁𝐄. Small hips rocked forward. Grinding against Maria’s in rhythm with the music. Thud. Thud. Thud. Heart hammered at eardrums & thundered down below. Pussy dripping & panties drenched. (This was so wrong on so many levels) — “Y'doin’ okay, baby girl? Y’seem kinda, I dunno, 𝐇𝐎𝐓. Y'been drinkin’?” She’d instructed her to 𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐈𝐃 alcohol until the end of the competition, so she better 𝐍𝐎𝐓 have been. Her own long, well-groomed tail swished back & forth excitedly. “Mmmn-Hmmn~ You smell...Really... 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 good.” 

                     '𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐞?'

          Hiss through teeth & a subconscious jut of pelvis — Nails of her right hand 𝐃𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐕𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐋𝐘 into the exposed flesh at the nape of Maria’s neck. It wasn’t in the words her niece spoke; Rather, 𝐇𝐎𝐖 she spoke them. Slow & suggestive & flirtatious. As if implying she should “take care of her” in a sexual manner. “However y’need ta be taken care of I guess. Teehee~” Fanged canine sunk playfully into her tongue, “Kinda, you know, my job as your trainer.” (& Your Auntie) — 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐒𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖. “Uh...Oh...I-I See...M-Maybe yer right. Maybe I should sober up a bit.” Before she did something 𝐁𝐎𝐓𝐇 of them would regret. 

          𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓 𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍 — Like an Elafia in the headlights of oncoming traffic. “N-No reason! I j-just think you can do 𝐖𝐀𝐀𝐀𝐘 better than that asshole!” (Sweet Lord, how loud was she being right now?) — “C’moooon~ Take me to the back room so I can nap off the booze~” Zofia sang, scraping nails down Maria’s arm & tangling their fingers together, before 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐆 her niece across the room toward the back. There was a sofa. She could sleep for ten minutes & she’d be 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐀𝐒 𝐍𝐄𝐖. Or they could go back to her place & she could take care of— 𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐄! That definitely wasn’t an option!

[casualarknights]

New skin for FEater announced

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A Drunk Zofia has appeared! What to do?

Kiss Ask to leave Bang Feed them

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@madexinxheaven​

          “How’s that?” Left hand was perched upon one of her 𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐕𝐀𝐂𝐄𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐇𝐈𝐏𝐒 — Right lifted up, fingers forming a peace sign for the camera. “This is like, my signature pose! HeeHee~” It had been months since the last time FEater had 𝐄𝐍𝐉𝐎𝐘𝐄𝐃 being in the spotlight. Prior to becoming infected; Photoshoots, award shows, interviews, & paps, had just been the norm for the action star! These days, they didn’t chase her down in the streets to 𝐏𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐑 for her talents. Was more like one of them mobs from that one movie she was in! You know, with the pitchforks & fire & everything! So, it felt kinda nice to be under the camera in a 𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 again! She’d hafta thank Epoque for letting her model their new line of clothes a couple more times after this shoot! Cuz, who wanted to be associated with a problematic, ex-movie star? Ursus’ ears 𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐃 when she heard Scavenger mutter something under her breath. She musta heard her wrong... 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓? There was no way that weirdo hermit wanted to be stepped on, by her, in these heels? (Heels she didn’t even own; mind you) — “What was that, little rat?” FEater flashed a toothy grin. Mischief swimming in blood-pits. “You wanna go back to the changing room? I can 𝐓𝐎𝐓-𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 step on you!” 

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madexinxheaven​:

@whoxyouxhate​​ said: ❝ come on and dance with me~ if you can move in those pants, that’s it? ❞ (Drunk Zofia @ Maria)

Dramatic GAAAASPP; Hand clutching at her chest as her heart feigned BREAKING. (It was actually beating faster just from her Auntie offering a dance.) “I can SO move in these pants!!” Whether she could DANCE was a different story. Maria had a long history of experience in ENGINEERING & SWORDFIGHTING & ALL THINGS KNIGHTLY… She was also somewhat of a SPOILED BRAT vis-a-vis her Uncle barely wanting anything to do with, well… ANYTHING, and Auntie Zofia being PUTTY IN HER HANDS. Not to mention the doting biases of Marcin, V and Master Kowal. “Watch me!!” But the gauntlet had been thrown and pride dictated that she meet her mentor’s challenge, so with the BRAVEST SMIRK she could possibly muster, she offered her hand and gave her ass a little WAGGLE as she pushed up from her the velvet sofa that lined the club wall. Perhaps it wasn’t SMART for the two to be engaging in such frivolous proclivities at an event hosted by the Roar Guard itself. Somewhat of a SOCIAL GATHERING where the knights could court favour rather DIRECTLY (from paying VIPs, of course). Some guys had already tried to flirt with clear implications that Maria RETURNING their advances would see them buy in to her next match. For so-called ‘FANS’, they really didn’t know her at all. Wait, was that why Zofia was DRUNK? More importantly, was that why she was MAKING MOVES? “Ehe~! What’s got you all riled up~?” Not a clue, in all honesty. And so Maria just kind of WENT WITH IT, stepping up to her Auntie and pressing her body close before pirouetting out, hand-in-hand. “Just be careful, okay Auntie? Your pretty damn drunk. A-And… And, y’know… Your hand…” God, she’d NEVER forgive herself if she ever caused Zofia to do EVEN MORE DAMAGE to  her left hand.

             𝐄𝐍𝐕𝐘 & 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓 — Those words could best explain Zofia’s deep-dive into the bottom of a bottle this evening. Maria was killing it in the Majors. Sponsors & fans alike had been 𝐒𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆 her since the two of them stepped foot in the club. Some of which were very young, attractive men & women. 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐒𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖. One of them had just snatched up the girl’s hand & delivered a kiss to knuckles, flashing a charming grin. It was too much! No one was gonna touch her niece like that! (Why was 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 of all things what triggered her?) — Downing the last of her fourth drink, (or was it her fifth?), former knight pushed away from the bar & 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐌𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐃𝐑𝐔𝐍𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐋𝐘 in the other’s direction. Slurring something or another about a dance. Was she even managing to string together comprehensive sentences? “Y’can so 𝐍𝐎𝐓 move in those pants! I mean look at ‘em. S’like yer basically naked~” Begged the question; Why had 𝐒𝐇𝐄 noticed that? & Why on Terra was she 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 when Maria hopped off the sofa & sauntered toward the dance-floor. Giving a little wag of that ass. Long bushy tail swaying back & forth invitingly. (Wait? Invitingly? What the hell?) “I’m watching. Yet ta be impressed.” 𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐑.

          𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐄𝐃 & Zofia offered a squeeze of the younger Kuranta’s hand — Allowing herself to be dragged through the heated crowd. Straight into the middle of the dance-floor. Amidst the packed room of party-goers, sandwiched between hot, sweaty bodies, she found it felt strangely... 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐓𝐄. As if no one could see them. It was just her & Maria. Pressed up against each other. 𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐓. Nipples hardened as they grazed through fabric. (Uh oh, that was definitely not a normal reaction!)  

          “Nnn~” Left arm was 𝐒𝐋𝐔𝐍𝐆 across one of those strong shoulders — Manicured nails lightly scraping the flesh just behind Maria’s ponytail. Not using enough force to cause any pain to her left hand. (Or maybe the alcohol in her system was making her numb to it). Nose buried itself in the crook of that long, pretty neck. 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐍. “Y'smell good.” Brow furrowed at the other’s concern & she was swift to laugh it off — Hot breath rushing across sensitive skin. Zofia could 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋 that pulse thrumming beneath her cheek. 𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐒 𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐃 𝐄𝐗𝐂𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐃𝐋𝐘. “Hey now, I’m s’posed ta be the one takin’ care a’ you. Not the other way ‘round. Jus’ relax an’ enjoy tonight. Cuz tomorrow’s gonna suck.” They’d be going right back to 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐓 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆. Releasing the grip on her hand, older woman opted for slinging that arm around the other shoulder & pulling her niece 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑-𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐑. “That guy who wuz’jus’ hittin’ on you. Y’don’t like him, right?” 

[kamiusings]

another flirty/nsfw sentence meme .

  ( since we all have different tastes ! )

❝ for the date, do you have any… tighter jeans~? ❞ ❝ those ripped jeans are just a tease… i want to tear them apart. ❞ ❝ you know i love to hold your hand, but today you just look too good from behind. ❞ ❝ come on and dance with me~ if you can move in those pants, that’s it? ❞ ❝ let’s not… take of our clothes just yet… this is just too hot. ❞ ❝ oh lord, i just can’t stop staring at that piercing… ❞ ❝ ahah… p… please be nice to me… my asthma might kill me otherwise~ ❞ ❝ no, don’t sit… i’ll go down on my knees. ❞ ❝ woah… don’t you have an early morning tomorrow? ❞ ❝ i don’t care for being bullied in bed, so you should just stop. ❞ ❝ you don’t think sweatpants are hot? i mean… these are an expensive brand? ❞ ❝ there’s nothing dangerous with a little party make-out, right? ❞ ❝ candles? nah, that’s a fire hazard. i can set the mood very well without it. ❞ ❝ there’s just something so extremely irresistible about a uniform… ❞ ❝ let me smudge my lipstick in all sorts of places, hm? ❞ ❝ that paperwork seems awfully boring… wouldn’t i look better on your desk? ❞ ❝ my paperwork is killing me… i’m just imagining you laying on the desk instead. ❞ ❝ victoria’s secret? don’t tell me it’s a bag of perfume now~ ❞ ❝ fuck… you can step on me in those heels. ❞ ❝ i know i slept with a lot of people, but… it wasn’t making love. ❞ ❝ i’ll be your type, if you would only tell me what it is. ❞ ❝ i’m not sure if i’m comfortable being someone’s first time… ❞ ❝ you should keep the boots on~ ❞ ❝ these underwear are so… smooth… ❞ ❝ oh…~ i didn’t expect you to shave all the way. ❞ ❝ i’m not sure if i can… do that… i’m scared i’ll hurt you… ❞ ❝ i know you like it, but i’m not… comfortable… ❞ ❝ is that… lace i see? ❞ ❝ why from behind? well… i like the thought of showing off what i got. ❞ ❝ oh my god… here? really? are you sure? ❞ ❝ do you think i could… put my fingers in your mouth? ❞ ❝ ahaha… want to make me sweat right after i showered? ❞ ❝ the sweater… do you have anything under? ❞ ❝ anything you want to do, before i get dressed? ❞ ❝ wow… aren’t you even going to touch the food first? ❞ ❝ i put this on, thinking… dessert? ❞ ❝ i… put on a little weight, but… it’s okay, right? ❞ ❝ what’s with the layers? playing hard to get~? ❞ ❝ come here… warm your hands. ❞ ❝ my marks suit you. ❞ ❝ holy shit… i love stockings. ❞ ❝ if i break them with my teeth… will you hate me? ❞ ❝ i really… want everyone to know i’m yours. ❞ ❝ i like my reflection a little more with you all over me. ❞ ❝ a—ah! a bite?! ❞ ❝ the more the merrier, don’t you think? ❞ ❝ i got a new apartment, and i need someone to put clothes on the floor. ❞ ❝ let’s climb into the backseat… ❞ ❝ oh, look! my hand fits perfectly in your back pocket! ❞ ❝ look at the mirror… don’t you look cute? i know you do… ❞

[whoxyouxhate]

[pcsitivibee]

positivity for whoxyouxhate : and here’s one for @whoxyouxhate because she’s great as well!! i love her, she’s wonderful to talk to and to write with, and i always look forward to seeing her on the dash and especially our threads!! i just want her to know that she’s so valued and important and i’m so glad we’re friends. <3

[soulrph]

simping softness prompts.

basically i got shippy and now there's these soft little prompts for romantic, platonic, and yearning situations!! use them at your leisure!

" you're shivering. here, take my jacket. "

" you... sorry, you just got a little something on your face... here, let me get it for you. "

" hey, so... i know you haven't been feeling great, so i picked up a few of your favorite snacks, drinks... "

" you stayed? "

" well, of course i stayed. you're here, where else would i be? "

" oh! i found this in the mall, i figured it might be something you'd like! "

" hey, everything's gonna be fine. stay where you are, i'm on my way. "

" wow... you look... you look amazing. "

" we should grab some coffee together, sometime. "

" holy crap, i thought you were dead! never do that to me again! "

" i made some breakfast, if you're hungry? "

" your hands are freezing! let me warm them up... "

" i knew you wouldn't go to sleep willingly, so i brought you some chamomile tea and a blanket. twenty minutes of shut-eye, okay? "

" it's okay. i promise you, i will be here when you wake up. "

" hey! hey, hey, it's alright! it's okay, my darling/friend/love, i'm here, i've got you... "

" i'll walk you home. "

" you need a lift? "

" i... sometimes, i guess i kinda wish you could see yourself through my eyes. "

" i see you still have my shirt! "

" i got starbucks. this is your favorite, isn't it? "

" you look like you could use a hug. "

" okay, quit it with the drinks. i think that's enough, hmm? i'll cover the tab, but for now, let's get you home... "

" i'm not letting you sleep on the couch. come on. get under the blankets. "

" i mean... i-i'm cool with sharing the bed if you are. "

" you were in a really bad way, i wasn't about to abandon you. "

" hey... you've been crying. "

" don't think i won't carry you if i have to! "

" of course i noticed. i notice everything about you. "

" i knew you wouldn't bring a jacket, so i made sure to color co-ordinate with you so you could wear mine on the way home. "

" please, talk to me... it kills me seeing you like this. "

" i got a reservation at that fancy italian place you like. come on. get ready, we can get there in time if we get dressed now! "

" he/she/they were an idiot. you're amazing, and if they can't see that, that's on them. "

" i'd happily go kick their arse, but i don't think that would help you. "

" you don't owe me anything. "

" i wish i could just freeze time. let this moment be forever. "

" i got you some flowers. but, if you have allergies, i also got fake flowers! just in case. "

" you realise you don't need to ask my permission, don't you? "

" what's mine is yours. always. "

" i don't know precisely what i did to earn your presence in my life, but... i'd do it a thousand times over if i knew what it was. "

" yes, these last few years have been a living hell, but... i'd live them a thousand times over if it meant you being safe and happy. "

" i don't care about everyone else! i care about you, [NAME]!"

[whoxyouxhate]

          “You've seen my face before, you say? Of course, you musta seen one of my movies!” 𝐒𝐌𝐔𝐆 𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐑𝐊 & a tone that reeks of self-importance. FEater is 𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄 they are a fan of her movies! How could they 𝐍𝐎𝐓 be?