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took some time off to cut you bitches some slack, tell a friend to tell a friend she's baaaaack ! and i'm also craving a fresh start, something i thought i would never do. i'm gonna be bringing with me a few of my old muses and maybe revamping them a bit, but other than that it'll be a clean slate. if you'd like to continue writing with me/work out some new threads then pls go give me a follow @vulgcrz as i will be over there from now on!

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took some time off to cut you bitches some slack, tell a friend to tell a friend she's baaaaack ! and i'm also craving a fresh start, something i thought i would never do. i'm gonna be bringing with me a few of my old muses and maybe revamping them a bit, but other than that it'll be a clean slate. if you'd like to continue writing with me/work out some new threads then pls go give me a follow @vulgcrz as i will be over there from now on!

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took some time off to cut you bitches some slack, tell a friend to tell a friend she's baaaaack ! and i'm also craving a fresh start, something i thought i would never do. i'm gonna be bringing with me a few of my old muses and maybe revamping them a bit, but other than that it'll be a clean slate. if you'd like to continue writing with me/work out some new threads then pls go give me a follow @vulgcrz as i will be over there from now on!

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she knows that she's got him truly affected when he kisses her like that, leaving her moaning and whimpering into his mouth. her mind starts to go entirely hazy with every thrust of his hips, the feel of his fingers around her throat, the way he kisses her with such heat. "oh, god." she mutters, fingers clutching him close to her body as she wraps her legs around his waist, hips rocking upwards to meet his own. "don't stop, i'm so close." she moans into his shoulder, nails scratching up his back as one hand buries in his hair. it's only a few more thrusts before she's screaming out, her grip only tightening as her cunt clenches around him, hips stuttering against his to draw out her pleasure.

She knew just how to answer, knowing that she was a begging mess because she was under him made him want to fuck her till they were both out of their minds. "yes," he said as his lips found hers while his hips continued to thrust inside of her, a moan and an eyeroll escape from him as he was the one feeling desperate. gwaine wanted to touch her everywhere, feel every part of her. "stay greedy," he said as his free hand moved to her hip as he thrusted up into her as he rested his head on her shoulder as he was getting close.

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"irritating and incapable of empathy, clearly." cassandra scoffs in return, irritated all the more by the way he starts smirking at her. she's not a particularly violent woman, but the thought of smacking that smirk straight off his smug face appeals. her fingers clench at her side before flexing once more, scowl on her face as she stands her ground. "i hate to disappoint you, but i am not the meek and obedient type. get a councillor if you want someone to listen to you prattle." despite the fact that she was the one who initiated this closeness, him coming even closer, leaning in and flashing her that predatory smile has her pulse quickening just so. she swallows before raising her chin, letting her breath mingle with his. "are you going to give me a reason to want to get along?"

"irritating, perhaps, but not incorrect." his own expression has changed, now. no longer the cold indifference of a man simply keeping up a wall, but the amused smirk of a man watching someone else as they fight against frustration. because robert likes to push buttons, and he likes when those buttons blow something up. chaos thrives in his mind and in his heart, far more than any boring, polite indifference ever could. the smirk only grows as she approaches, and he waits, eyebrow lifted, as she says her peace. "i believe that, as your husband, putting up with my bullshit is exactly what you have to do, darling wife." there's something dangerous in that grin, a flash of something challenging. his body shifts it's weight, he leans in, a whisper of air could slip between their noses but not much more. "you don't want to get along? you want to be a miserable shrew for the rest of our lives?"

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"i'll believe it when i see it." he quips in return, his intrigue only heightening at the possibility that this game they were playing might just become more interesting. she intrigued him endlessly, thoughts of her body consuming him with every moment that passes. "i think once you see what i have under these clothes, you won't even need this excuse of a game to take off your own." he was not shy, an actor through and through and hypocritical considering that had been his very reason for this. "whether i win or lose, i'm still gonna get you out of those clothes."

"mm, and i suppose you wouldn't believe me if i told you that i decided to let you win so you could get your fill before i absolutely destroy you." daphne doesn't blink, doesn't offer any kind of teasing or playfulness in her tone. it's pure and serious, eyes moving to her own cards and giving them thoughtful consideration before discarding two and pulling two more. "i'll have you naked before you get my bra off, and then i get to see just how tight those pants of yours have gotten, big guy. and then, if you're lucky, i'll let you buy me dinner and see whats actually under the rest of this."

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"health care is abysmal here, i wouldn't be surprised." she joked in return, though she knows that this feeling between them is far from false. she's barely paying attention to him as she collects all she needs, moving to sit down beside him before shaking her head. "i'm a little offended that you think there will even be a scar there when i'm through with you. but you do look badass with it." she leans forward, pecking his lips before drawing back with a smile. "now stay still."

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"yeah, you make a good point. that is the main reason i'm with you," he jests, nose scrunching up to confirm he is in fact joking. he watches her, finding the way she moves and the way she looks through her kit borderline satisfying. ethan's eyes are practically sparkling, full of genuine fondness. "it was the stupidest accident, but hey - hopefully the wound will be looking badass...what do you reckon?"

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she had always known that this day would come eventually. there would be no thwarting it, no begging directed at her father for a love match that would be enough to convince him to let her have it. there is n such thing as fairytales or happy endings, elodie. he'd said as much to her when she was a mere girl of nine and she'd tried to let go of such wishes, though traces of them linger at the edges of her heart regardless. it's why despite the fact that her father had finally arranged a match for her, to a man she's never met no less, she has hopes that something good just might come from it.

violet gown swirls around her legs as she walks toward the garden, heart pounding in evidence of her nerves with every step that she takes. she tries not to look above too often, knowing well of the dragons that fly overhead and trying to erase her fear at being so close to them for the first time. but she keeps her eyes ahead until the cut of his figure comes into view, the stark white of his hair catching her attention before he turns and her gaze find his face instead. she smiles softly, head nodding once. "yes, i do. i am elodie roqueres. it's a pleasure to meet you, my lord." she dips into a well practiced curtsy before straightening again. "i must admit, i am rather nervous. father's are quite cruel for arranging marriage before letting us have a mere conversation to become acquainted first."

OPEN TO: females MUSE: orion velralis, lord and heir, dragonrider of morghul, 35 note: responses will be reposted as new threads for tracking purposes.

the man had departed from the capital nearly two decades ago ⸻ returning to his families seat and taking over the duties that ought to have fallen to his father, had the man not been otherwise occupied advising the king. orion’s focus has been drawn toward the port city ( ensuring it continued to flourish and thrive beneath the care of the velralis name ) and one of his sisters ( seeing to it that ophelia continued to maintain an education fitting of a true dragon rider ), but now, with war creeping on the horizon, the future loomed heavily. as the to-be-head of his house, orion remained unwed and lacking of heirs should he perish in battle. the summons to return to the capital had arrived swiftly, though the man had dragged his feet upon reading the closing line of the parchment ( of how his father had already found a suitable bride ).

standing within the castle gardens awaiting the arrival of his betrothed, light hues were trained upon the horizon, watching the crimson-colored dragon circle from above ( the beast clearly sensing his riders unease if the rumbling trills were anything to go by ). at the sound of approaching footsteps, the man stiffened slightly before turning and taking in the sight of the woman. “orion velralis, though i’m certain you know that already.” seeing as my father has chosen to barter me off like cattle, he thinks.

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"my god, you are the most irritating man i've ever met." any plan she had to be cordial flies out the window, jaw tensing as anger burns through her, hot and all encompassing. she steps forward until she's right before him, scoffing as she shakes her head. "what do you think my goal is, hm, to make a mockery of myself at court? i have no interest in people gossiping about our land or our marriage. but if you don't care what i do, then stop trying to force getting along on me and do not speak to me as though i have to stand here and listen to your bullshit." In truth, she had very little issue with him before this conversation. her distance was entirely about her needing the time and space to adjust to her new life, to settle in her children and try to ignore the fact that she'd thought him handsome at their wedding ceremony.

"oh, grow up, cassandra, and act like the lady you were raised to be." all pretense of softness has melted from robert in a wave, leaving behind the built up anger and cruelty he's learned to live in, muddling and burning in his chest, roiling like fire, hot and painful. it's the only thing, he thinks, that keeps him living sometimes. allowing himself to feel it. "be the wife you're meant to be in court, and outside of that, i don't rightly care what you do. redecorate the great hall, replant the gardens, give yourself over to flippant frivolities while i try to rally my bannermen to hold our ports and keep food showing up before the winter kills us all. my children are grown, they don't need a mother, and i've no intention of having more with you, as i'm sure you feel the same about, so don't worry yourself with me and i worry myself with you, unless someone darkens our doorstep and we've got an act to play. sound good?"

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jane & guildford + soft touches

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he stares her down evenly, calm and casual in his demeanour as he blatantly runs his eyes over her body. she's entirely right in the way she clocks what his true intentions has been with this game, a mere excuse to see her bared for him as long as luck was on his side. "where's the fun in that?" he questions, smirk tugging at his lips as his gaze drops back to his cards, re-arranging them in his hands before looking back to her once more. "plus, you wanted to show me how good you were at poker, remember?"

daphne's never been shy, this isn't going to be the thing that sets her giggling and blushing like a childish teenager. as her shirt flutters from her hand, leaving her sitting in a bra and a skirt like some very bad porno, she makes a point to lean back in her chair to arch her back subtly enough to show off the pride she has in her body. if derek wants to get a good look, let him get a good look. "if you wanted to get me naked, you know, you could have just asked. hiding it under the guise of a game is a bit of a cowards move, don't you think?"

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she flinches at the words that leave his mouth, like she did not feel the exact same way about him and her late husband. you're a pale substitution. she knows exactly how he feels, and yet it stings and makes her understand him all the more. she breathes out a long sigh, irritation prickling at her. "we both feel much the same then." she snaps in return, bite in her words in response to the tone he had used. "so what is it that you expect of me? because it is not my fault that my father is a merciless bastard who would do this to us for his own greed, and i won't be resented by you for it. nor can i replace your wife, just as you can never measure up to my late husband. so just what are you looking for from me?"

"i understand that you have no interest in being here." robert offers the words without much care, a man comfortable in his own home, the master of his castle. he's never been one to be careful with his words, but this is particularly harsh for the lord, a bit of a snarl in the curl in his lip. "i understand that you'd rather live out your days mourining what's already dead, and i would to. my late wife was perfect. you're a pale substitution. if your father wasn't desperately trying to choke off my ships from sailing, i would never have agreed to this to begin with. is that what you'd like to hear?"

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he's been distracted by her all evening. despite getting rather close with the kid at work he'd been mentoring, getting invited to their family home for dinner was something he'd hardly expected. then the moment he laid eyes on laura, he was met with yet another surprise. he's made nice over the course of the dinner, bringing out his charm and complimenting the family at any given opportunity. he excuses himself to the kitchen when she does, taking dishes with him before leaning against the counter by her side. "your home is nearly as beautiful as you are, laura." / @cherrysugcr

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"just a gift of mine, darlin." he taunts from his side of the bed, moving his cigarette to his lips to take a long drag before turning his head to face her. "you can't hate me that much if you keep crawling back like this."

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"   why   do   you   have   to   be   the   person   i   have   the   best   sex   with?   i   fuckin'   hate   you,   yet   i   can't   stay   away   from   you.   "

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shit. the moment she says it, she recognizes his face from the strip club, perhaps from a bachelor party a few weeks ago. she plasters a smile on her face, shaking her head as she shrugs. "i doubt i'd forget meeting you. i must just have one of those familiar faces, i guess."

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"   not   trying   to   sound   like   a   stalker   or   anything,   but   i've   been   starin'   at   you   for   the   past   thirty   minutes   and   can't   remember   where   i   know   you   from   .   .   .   who   are   you?   you   look   so   familiar.   "

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her paranoia is high as she strands before him, shame prickling at her skin and the edges of her emotions. she likes to keep it rather quiet what she really does to pay for college, having told him the usual lie that she's an anonymous writer for a magazine. him especially considering how much they've been seeing each other lately, and how much she'd begun to like him. "i don't know, people do all sorts of things for all sorts of reasons." she shrugs her shoulders bleakly before she sucks in a sharp breath, steeling herself. "my college could expel me for something like this as it, so it really can't get out."

given his career path as a wedding planner, it gave cosmo the ample opportunity to travel whenever and wherever he wanted. he ( came highly recommended ) so whenever he found himself in a new city, he always managed to make new friends. this case was no different. within ( lily's own hometown, ) he found himself there rather often and soon discovered that he was becoming attached to her. did he want this? well, his feelings said otherwise whether this was his intention or not. shifting where he sat, cosmo looked around the fancy room before he heard the door slide open and closed and soon he was greeted by... an obviously irritated lily. "why would i tell anyone?" he inquired.