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tumblr is being stupid. about to move blogs again because it's refusing to save my tags!!!!!!

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too many times things had almost come to light, almost caught in a compromising position that would've halted their time together. their timing wasn't right she knew — but cody always promised her that things would fall into place, that they'd be together in the end — she believed him because the man hadn't lied to her their entire lived.

but that doesn't mean that sometimes the doubt doesn't creep in — of course it does, she knew it would be like that for a long time, if not always. her body fits just right in his arms, the woman snuggled in and allows the comfort to wash over her. "i hope so — don't think i could do it without you," she wants to hold on with all her might, but some days she wonders when the little world they built would come crumbling. "love you, codes."

charlotte said ╰► “ i don’t know what the future holds. all i know is that i hope you’re in it. “

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things always seemed to fall into his unfortunate loop where it felt like they couldn’t sneak around and hide anymore, that their time together was finally up. being completely head over heels in love with someone that you couldn’t even have was absolute torture. they spent every few nights together trying their best to make each second last

“ baby, don’t say that ” he tugs her into the grasp of his arms, thankfully hidden away in the confinements of a hotel room for the night “ i’m gonna be in it, i promise you right now ” despite their unfortunate situation he was always pushing to take those risks, and after all of this? he’d refuse to let her go now

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do you want to feel my tongue between your legs, TRINITY AND PRIEST.

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she'd been a brat to him all day — an attitude from the moment she saw that little fly buzzing around him once again. he had assured her over and over there was nothing between them, but that woman still managed to set her teeth on edge. not once had she ever thought about throwing hands but if that fly didn't buzz away soon she might just have to.

he'd tried to snuggle her only for her to shove away, he'd gotten her coffee and a snack, which did nothing to settle the attitude she had. when he finally couldn't seem to take it, he'd gotten her pinned down on the bed with her skirt hiked up over her hips. panties had been yanked off, thighs thrown over his shoulders before she could even really protest.

his words have her grunting, hips wiggling in a weak attempt at getting away. they both knew the answer to that — as much time as dam spent settled between her thighs, he knew she was hooked. dark eyes find his own, brow arched. "get to it then,"

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Rhea Ripley & Lyra Valkyria | NXT Heatwave - August 22nd 2023

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nsfw prompts - actions. “your muse” usually means the sender. send reverse to switch!

[ accidental ] - your muse sends an accidental nude photo

[ deliberate ] - your muse sends a deliberate nude photo

[ tease ] - your muse teases my muse in public

[ undress ] - my muse starts to undress your muse

[ guide ] - my muse guides your muse’s hand to where they would like them

[ attention ] - my muse gives attention to an area where yours is insecure

[ more ] - my muse begs for more

[ strip ] - my muse performs a striptease for yours

[ slap ] - your muse slaps my muse

[ watch ] - my muse watches your muse masturbate

[ caught ] - my muse getting caught

[ grind ] - my muse grinding on your muse’s thigh

[ edge ] - your muse being edged by my muse

[ embarrass ] - my muse getting embarrassed by something in the middle of sex

[ record ] - my muse recording a video for your muse

[ audio ] - your muse sends a recording of their moans

[ wake ] - your muse wakes my muse up by going down on them or fingering/handjob

[ pin ] - your muse pins my muse down or against the wall

[ fantasy ] - my muse describes a fantasy with your muse

[ bend ] - my muse bends over for your muse for a spanking or pegging

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a friend of mine actually got out of bed, rolled up in her pajamas with a bunch of wildflowers she stopped on the highway to pick for me because she cheered me up! then we had a smoke and decompress session while she took me to the dispensary. then i got to take a nap and now my muses are hollerin. someone show us attention pls n tyvm xo

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if your muse was trapped on a deserted island, what three items would they bring with them?

same question both bayley & aj 🔫

aj is bringing comics, some kind of granola bars and celeste (because she's an object right? RIGHT!?) bayley is bringing an inflatable boat, her stash of freeze dried food and a knife.

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catch me over on discord for awhile. tumblr is glitching & it's making me angry. xo

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@lambsgone

My love for the terror twins is unmeasurable. 💜🖤⚖️

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i need to talk about a headcanon i have that's about rhea okay. while this woman is very much a deviant and loves to torture her partners with pleasure, it's rare someone is allow to actually slip inside of her. she's super fussy about it so if you're one of the very few ships that have that with her, consider yourself lucky because not everyone gets that.

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"no touching right now. that comes later." ( priest and aj )

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bottom lip is caught between her teeth as a frustrated whine is given, hands pinned above her head with just one of his own. the black widow greedy, wanting to be able to touch freely — but that wasn't in daddy's plans tonight, apparently. and usually she'd be quiet about it, listen like a good girl — but there was a part of her that wanted to argue because sometimes she just couldn't seem to help herself.

bottom lip released with a soft 'pop' , same lip pouting as she gazes up at him. "but daddy — i wanna touch you," a tug of her arms are given, though she knows very well she wasn't getting free unless he deemed it. he's got her pinned down, arms above her head and legs pinned down as he hovers over her. and yet she still tries to wriggle free.

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“You can turn your back on this if you want. Just don’t expect me to still be here when you finally come around, again."

finn and priest, before payback.

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things had gone askew, nothing falling in line the way it should be. decisions had been made, things had been said that left them all reeling. finn had pulled away, withdrawing into himself and letting others yank at already frayed edges. they were all more than just a faction, they'd became so much more than that — they became a family unit, but their family was falling apart.

the demon within had tried to warn him, tried to push him to repair the damage that finn had wrought by allowing his emotions to rule his actions. finn had allowed things between himself and the others to fall to shattered pieces without even attempting to fix it. had allowed himself to hurt the ones he cared for most. but it was his relationship with priest that had taken the biggest hit — finn allowing mistrust to cloud him, not allowing damian close in weeks.

they'd managed to be in the hotel room alone, dom and rhea already left ( probably another attempt at getting them to talk ). the pair hadn't said anything to each other, setting about getting themselves ready for the night ahead. those words cause his shoulders to stiffen, back turned to the taller man as finn had been packing his bag. he knew it had gotten bad ... he just hadn't known he'd allowed it to get this far.

to know damian was giving up on him, wouldn't allow him back this time that had his chest aching. movement had stopped, icy cold dread filling his heart at the thought of not being with this man — the only man to ever be able to tame the demon. the only man to ever make finn feel so alive —to know it was slipping from his grasp because of his own actions had him biting down on his lip as the telltale sign of tears began.

when he speaks, it's as if there's a lump in his throat, his voice belying his true emotions. but he never turns to face him. "finally tired of me, are ya boyo?"