half past twelve and i'm watching the late show in my flat all alone, how i hate to spend the evening on my own
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to say emmy's friends were disapproving of her relationship with dex would be an understatement. anna's hand even reached for emmy's wrist as she moved away, trying to pull her back, but the blonde yanked herself free and practically skipped over to her boyfriend.
maybe he was a little intense, a little dark, but emmy was the opposite entirely. and she had a blissfully naive belief that she could bring out the good in him. she could bring him into the light. or at the very least, join him in the night.
"hi!" she chirped, wide eyes blinking up at him with a grin. "i missed you. do you want me to get you another drink?"
open ; 21+ ; based dex calhoun ; 26-30 ; a walking trigger warning
&& He was watching her conversation, and it was clear as day what the topic was — if the disapproving glances her friend kept shooting his way were any clue. Dex's eyes narrowed. What the fuck was that prissy bitch doing at this party anyways? Knowing her, she'd probably shown up just to play cockblock. He smirked at the thought. She was gonna lose. Gaze drifting back to his girl, he barked out a sharp and concise, "Babe!" and when she turned to meet his gaze, he raised an expectant brow. Dex lifted his free hand and curled two fingers in an unmistakable gesture: Come here.
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SABRINA CARPENTER. SKIMS Underwear.
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new fantasy just dropped: i’m neglected housewife
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she was just as pretty as he remembered, and his hands ached to reach out and touch her. to push her hair away from her face, to lean in until he could feel her breath on his cheek. maybe he was just a romantic, to still be thinking about her like that, or maybe just nostalgic. but damn, he'd never expected seeing her to hit him this hard.
"yeah?" and it was stupid, for him to say it like it was a question, because he knew. he knew she was going to the olympics. if it hadn't been his mom calling him with the news as soon as she qualified, he still wouldn't found out. would've googled her name at four in the morning some sleepless night. he knew. "not surprised. you've always been a badass, v. you're going to kill it, for sure."
she can still remember so much of their time together. she could remember the way that his hand would warm hers in the winter, making snow white skin gain some colour back. she remembers the sound of his laugh, and the way it made warmth grow in her chest when she hear it. she remembers how soft his lips were on hers and the way it made her feel to be wanted by him. "i'm great, actually. i placed at worlds in september, so i'll be going to the next olympics."
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addison stared with wide, unblinking eyes up at the assorted stuffed animals on the display and gave a happy hum. she'd expected her twenty first birthday to be boring, and it had been. until owen turned it around. she didn't exactly understand why he was being so nice to her, even offering to take her to the fair, but she couldn't say no. not when she was desperate for someone's-- anyone's-- attention, and to just have a halfway decent birthday for once.
"the pink bear, please." grinning, she took the stuffed animal from the attendent and turned back to him. "it's so cute! thank you for winning her for me. can we get cotton candy before we leave?"
OWEN FINISHED IT OFF, THEN dropped the cigarette butt on the dirt ground and stamped it out with his sneaker. the other hand rubbed softly against the small of her back. he nodded his head towards the large, pastel stuffies hanging beside the ' BIG WINNER PRIZES! ' sign in the booth. to anybody watching, they'd think he was her boyfriend - buying her sweets, winning her toys, and letting her pick whatever they did. but he wanted them to think that (thank god they put this shit up far enough from their town to get away with it) - frankly, he hoped they did.
" which one do you want ?? hurry up and pick 'cause they're closin' the cotton candy machine, then we gotta go home. " it was a force of habit - two hours was too damn long of a drive to. he was taking her ass to a motel. " jesus - d'you want the fuckin' bear, bunny, or lamb ?? fuckin' pick one. " yeah, he'd been trying to be nicer today since it was her birthday and all, but he could only pretend to give a shit about which one she wanted for so long. but at least he said it nice enough for him. just impatient. whichever she chose didn't matter, he'd ruin that shit for her.
open to f !! (21 only)
owen raley. he/him. 27. bisexual. 6'5. fry cook. drug dealer. pinterest board.
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plot: (dubcon) owen taking his sister to the fair for her twenty-first or twenty-second birthday. he wins her a stuffed animal, buys her treats, etc. and she's like omg why is he being so nice ??? but him touching her like she's his gf and not his sister and then them coming home and him making her hump the toy in a motel bed, teasing her through her panties with his dick, making fun of her for being wet (aaaand - if u want -maybe him pissing on her while she's still in her panties) !!!!
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"yeah, it's not a problem. i'm happy to help, i don't want you to feel...." desperate? scared? alone? any of the above. he cleared his throat. "don't worry about it. that's what friends are for, right?"
they weren't exactly friends, not really, but he didn't want her to feel like she was putting him out. really, he would've been upset if he thought someone needed help and he hadn't been able to provide it.
"no way, you can take the bed. what kind of gentleman would i be if i didn't let you have the bed? my mama would kill me. now, what do you want to eat? we can get something, or i can make something at home. i can do better than the usual diner shit. what do you like? a little stir fry, or pasta?"
Elsie couldn't manage much more then a quiet thank you and a smile. The nurse got her checked out, and soon they were outside. She bit on her bottom lip as they moved towards his car, and she turned to face him, wide eyed. "I appreciate you coming to get me. I hope, I, didn't make you feel uncomfortable? I know we don't know each other, but I wasn't really sure who else to call, in that moment," Elsie admitted, shifting on her feet.
"Oh Jesse, I can't ask you to do that. I'll just take your couch, for a night, and then it's fine, really I'm sure I could go back home but.." Elsie hesitated, before another shake of her head. "Well, maybe I shouldn't, just for tonight."
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"i'm not scared, you're fucking stupid. give it to me already." ally reached for the blunt.
open to: f / mutuals and non mutuals
"you want a hit or are you just scared?"
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𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐔𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐄𝐗𝐔𝐀𝐋 𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐐𝐔𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒.
All these quotes are taken from different works of fiction and depict sensual, sexual tension between two people in different scenarios. There are some that are suggestive while others are more detail so this meme is nsft and usft, please tag accordingly. Mentions of jealousy, possessiveness, sex, fantasies are all here. Change pronouns, names, locations as you see fit.
I knew the first moment I saw him that it was going to be raw, it was going to be ugly, and I was going to enjoy every damn minute of it.
You're still looking.
You make it hard to look away.
I'm over here keeping my hands and memories to myself because you asked me to, that’s not fair.
If you'd just man up and admit there's something between us, I would strip down to my skin so you could see every single inch of me.
How long are you going to make me wait?
How awfully presumptuous of you to think I'd let you.
You missed my arrogance almost as much as I missed your impudence, little one.
You said not to fall for you. Did you change your mind?
We both needed to blow off some steam, and we did, right?
They say the colour of a lady’s lips is an exact match to another region on the body?
You're too soft.
Can we go back to making out now?
You sound jealous.
Then tell me this is what you truly want. Swear you want this more than anything else and I'll never mention it again.
If you want me to play the bawd, at least give me the benefit of your advice.
Tell me how it's done. Do you think she'd like it if I came to her like this, if I looked deeply in to her eyes?
And then like this? Is this how I ought to seduce her?
You're wet, aren't you?
You drove me mad.
She asked me not to be gentle with her, either,I would have been gentle with you, though.
I would have had you moaning my name throughout it all. And I would have taken a very, very long time, Feyre.
I'm all yours to look at, you know.
You need to let me go, darling, before we start something I intend to finish.
Feel free to touch, darling. It's all yours.
. . .I hate you.
Say it again.
Grind it. Nice and fine.
I gave him a few smiles and he handed over a family heirloom. I bet he'd give me the keys to his territory if I showed up wearing those undergarments.
Why shouldn't I? You seem to have difficulty not staring at me day and night.
Am I supposed to deny, that I find you attractive?
Is that a challenge, Feyre?
Do you think it's fair that you have seen every inch of me, and I have seen none of you?
Move with me now.
Touch me anywhere you please.
I want you to make love to me.
Do you know what that truly means?
You do know? You know that I will be inside you and that I will move inside you, until we are both mad from pleasure?
I want you inside me.
You have three minutes to get ready now.
I did dream about you. I didn’t want to, but I did.
What was I doing in your dreams?
Someone is watching us through the window.
All the more reason to put on a good show.
You're not in a position to make demands.
The best things are found in the most secret places.
And you are a beautiful, sexy temptress who is about to be fucked by a man who wants her so desperately he's willing to do anything to have her.
When I'm with a woman, it's not me doing the begging.
You're rubbing yourself all over me. What did you think was going to happen?
I thought you were all about self-control.
I remember how powerful those thighs are.
You are more beautiful than I imagined.
And your skin... Christ, it shimmers like gold.
I'm naked underneath.
Tell me----did it get you off knowing I was watching?
I want to take you under the moonlight.
Please, don’t stop.
Oh, so I shouldn’t? That would be cruel of me, wouldn’t it?
I am the cruelest man you will ever meet, but, I will make you feel so good, you will not care.
I’ve never been with a man before.
You do bad things to me, Carrie. Very bad things.
And you, Miss, are no lady.
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finn rolled his eyes. in an instant, he was hit with a familiar rush. this heady combination of frustration and just relentless desire. viola had always made him feel like that, even if he hadn't seen her in years. but he could easily remember what it felt like when they dated. teenage hormones run rampant, sneaking off and fooling around. whispering their secrets to each other in the dark.
but that was a lifetime ago now.
"yeah, so nice to see you too, vi. how've you been?"
𝑂𝑃𝐸𝑁 𝑇𝑂: anyone, 23+ 𝑆𝐸𝑇𝑇𝐼𝑁𝐺: loosely based on tis the damn season. these two were involved in some way back when she was a high school senior, but it ended on bad terms and viola moved away for college and rarely returned. could be their high school ex, a friend's parent she used to fuck, best friend's sibling, go nuts.
"i thought i told you that i never wanted to see you again." viola drawled as she turned to face them, arms folding under her breasts. she hasn't seem them in six years, not since she graduated high school and left her small town. last thing she expected when her parents conned her into coming home for christmas was to run into them again.
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"yeah, this is jesse."
twenty minutes later, he was pulling up outside of urgent care. he was afraid to ask elsie how she'd been hurt-- the nurse had been openly suspicious of the girl's story. and he barely knew her. they'd worked together for almost six months now, but jesse mostly kept to himself. he liked hanging out in the kitchen, even if the diner was just a hole in the wall with a handful of regulars.
but elsie had always been kind to him, and there was no way in hell he would leave her in any kind of dangerous situation, even if she was practically a stranger.
not daring to say much, he helped her get checked out and escorted her from the building. "you hungry? we can stop and get something. i know you don't really know me, but you're welcome to stay the night. i can crash on the couch."
open to: any muse 21+ potential connections: boyfriend/girlfriend, friend, co-worker, boss. muse: elsie tyler / mid twenties / diner waitress & trailer park baby / sweet, naïve, innocent. note: very toxic dad & her mom left years ago.
"Is there somebody we can call for you? I'm not very comfortable letting you go back home tonight."
Elsie had stared at the nurse for a very long minute. She didn't want to go home tonight, but the idea of everybody knowing her business, didn't sit right with her. Yeah, her daddy wasn't nice. Yeah, maybe this was the first time he'd actually hurt her, instead of just yelling and stomping around. It wasn't a good thing. It had hurt. That's why she'd gone to the free clinic - she couldn't afford much else. They hadn't bought her lie of just falling over, maybe it wasn't a good one. The nurse and doctor had shared glances as they'd wrapped her arm up in some kind of sling. She felt like a child. A child that didn't know how to take care of herself, a child that wasn't allowed to do something, like she was in trouble.
She knew home wasn't safe tonight. But, usually her daddy calmed down. Maybe he'd be worried about her. Maybe he'd even say sorry. But the nurse didn't seem to budge, so Elsie quietly gave them a phone number, and they stepped away. Maybe they were right to make sure she'd be safe for tonight. But it just made Elsie feel like a bit of a burden, a bit..a bit of a nuisance. She could look after herself, maybe.
"Is this ____?"
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jade smiled as she watched emma move in closer. she couldn't resist, took a matching step in so they were just inches apart. she lifted one hand, let it graze emma's shoulder and then pushed her hair back. a gesture she'd done before, but it felt different this time. "yeah, a while now. i'm..." she didn't quite know how to put it into words, that what had started as friends with benefits had certainly developed into something else for her. "i kind of like you too. like, a lot."
open starter // open to FEMALES 21+ PLOT: emma and your muse are hooking up and have been for a while. she’s pretty much caught feelings CONNECTION TYPE: go wild DO NOT LIKE MY STARTERS. you will be blocked.
emma took a small breath in as she stepped closer to the other, "so, we’ve been doing this for a while now and i’m wondering what your thoughts are.” she stated with a small shrug, “i kind of like you… is all i’m saying.”
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a plot inspired by "too sweet" by hozier where the sweet, innocent girl is desperately in love with the jaded, brooding bad boy who loves her just as much but doesn't want to have to be the one to be the first to break her heart and so instead he promises to wait for her to gain more experience 👀 plus points if they make a bucket list of things for her to try and he becomes some sort of like a ~guide~ to her
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MINE (2013) Directed by Álvaro de la Herrán
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PRISCILLA QUINTANA and TOMMY MARTINEZ Good Trouble (Season 3)
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ೀ ﹒﹒ ship headcanon ideas !
use these headcanons to develop you and your writing partners ships even further ! keep in mind : these are just starting points and are meant to help start conversations / headcanons .
how did your muses meet ?
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what was the last place your muses went to together ?
what was the last movie your muses watched together ?
do your muses have playlists made for each other ?
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what was your muses first impressions of each other ?
what is one word that would describe your muses relationship ?
do your muses have a ' song ' thats just for them ?
what is your muse's sex life like ? how frequent ? what are they into ?
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ZANE PHILLIPS & TOMMY MARTINEZ “It's All Coming Back to Me Now” — Good Trouble (5.19)
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