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soulsuckrrs​:

open to: m/f connection: his ex, someone he’s sneaking around with & their current s/o doesn’t know, his brother’s ex, fwb, idk whatever works!! plot: Jax has some kind of feelings for your muse & has been eyeballing your muse & their bf or some guy hitting on them all night, he’s drunk, a bit moody & just wants to start some shit. will they end up banging later? who knows.

Jax had lost track of what drink he was on but right now that really didn’t matter, all he could think about was the fact that this creep was getting more attention from them than he was. It didn’t help he was buzzed and already miffed from an argument he’d gotten into earlier with his brother, over all, Jax was moody and seeing the two of them flirt all fucking night at his god damn party was about as much as he could take. Finally, he’d had enough, gulping down the rest of his drink the tall witch marched his ass over to the two and promptly shoved the creep back a good few steps, it wasn’t any secret between some of the people at the party how Jax was when they were near him, he was all but putty in their hands but that didn’t mean he was going to stand by while some other dude put his hands on them. “Watch it, pal, seems you lost your footing,” Jax said in a menacing tone, putting himself between them and their date.

Sam had been enjoying the party with her boyfriend all night. They weren’t always this happy together, but it was probably only going well at the moment because her boyfriend was drunk. Of course, he was far more drunk than she was and she planned on keeping it that way. Drunk was when her boyfriend was easier to keep under control. Sure he got quite handsy with her, but she didn’t mind as long as his temper wasn’t getting the better of him. Suddenly however, her boyfriend was shoved away from her and the next thing she knew, Jax was standing between them. She was confused and stepped towards Jax, placing her hand on his shoulder. “Jax, what the hell? What’s going on?” Unlike the others that knew about Jax’s feelings for her, Sam had no idea, so seeing him act like he was was foreign to her and it had her concerned to say the least.

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sacrosanctvm​:

plot: Malcolm is the leader of a resistance group aiming to overthrow a tyrannical king, and his men have recently captured the kingdom’s princess, which he’s very unhappy about, and that princess is very surprised to find that he’s not the monster that he’s been made out to be around court. open to: females (21+)

“What is wrong with you?! What were you thinking?!” Malcolm roared the moment he threw the doors open and laid eyes on the men responsible for taking the princess. “You were supposed to be securing supplies, not kidnapping an innocent woman.” They couldn’t have believe that this was what he’d want when he’d always made a point to make sure that everyone understood that he was trying to do this to make their kingdom better. He wanted peace and prosperity. The people deserved better than what the king was doing to them. “I’ll deal with you all later.” The leader growled before making his way to where the princess was being held, but he didn’t open to door right away. Instead, he took a few moments to take a deep breath and calm himself down. His own frustrations with his men weren’t going to help in this situation. Once he’d calmed down, he knocked lightly before opening the door. “Your Highness?” He offered the woman an apologetic smile as he closed the door behind him, returning his attention to the princess and being struck by how regal she still managed to look in her gown and jewels while being tied down to a chair in the middle of the room. “My name is Malcolm. You have my deepest apologies for this.” He said as he approached her, stopped a few feet away to drop to one knee and bow his head in respect. Regardless of the sins of her father, she still deserved respect. “I take full responsibility for this; I should have been more aware of the actions of my men and put a stop to their plan before it even began. Our quarrel is not with you, and whatever they hoped to gain by doing this- money, bargaining power, whatever- none of it is worth putting an innocent life in danger, and I am so, so sorry that you’ve been needlessly involved in this.” He paused for a moment, his eyes flicking down to her bound hands before returning to her face. “M’lady, I’d like to untie you, if you’re comfortable with me coming closer. May I?”

Everything had happened so fast, it was like a blur. One moment she was walking through her garden outside her castle and the next there was a burlap sack placed over her head. Next thing she knew she was being dragged away from her home and to who knew where. Celeste didn’t make it easy for them though, thrashing and fighting until her body was exhausted. Eventually, she found herself tied to a chair and once the bag was removed from her head, she looked around desperately trying to find out where she was. She didn’t recognize any of the men, but she had heard them say the name ‘Malcolm’ a few times on their way back. She figured it had to be that man who was trying to overthrow her father and take his place. At least, that’s what she had been told he was trying to do. The men left her and she was left alone for a while, so she tried to get out of her bindings. Her struggling stopped when there was a knock on the door. Hazel eyes watched the man closely as he walked in and started to walk towards her. His words and demeanor confused her. This Malcolm was supposed to be a madman, ruthless and cruel, but the man kneeling in front of her didn’t seem like any of those things. She was so thrown, she didn’t know what to say to him. all she could do was look at him with a somewhat scared expression on her face. She didn’t know if he was being genuine or if he was simply trying to trick her. “Y-Yes. You may.” She finally managed to speak up. If he was truly going to untie her, perhaps she’d be able to make her escape.

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oldestwounds​:

The blonde stared at him, her teeth clenching at his words. A part of her was relieved to hear him say she was lying, but she didn’t love the tone he was taking. “If she was lying then she deserved to get hit for that too.” she muttered. Brooke was New York City born, and the only person she’d ever had looking out for her had been her drug dealing brother who’d attempted to make sure she knew how to take care of herself. It wasn’t a surprise she was quick to throw a punch if her buttons got pushed. She turned on her heel, her arms still crossed as she watched him sit. Despite them both knowing she could be a little brat, she didn’t particularly like when he talked to her like she was. To be fair though, she did know how little free time he had on his hands. It’d been one of the difficulties she’d run into trying to convince him to get with her in the first place. The petite blonde let out a slow sigh and flopped down on the comfortable cushion beside him. “Look, I’m sorry, alright?” another small sigh left her as she plucked his beer from his hands and took a small sip, handing it back after. She brought her hand up to rest on his cheek, her thumb gliding along his lower lip gently. “Trust doesn’t exactly come easy, but you’re right. I’m supposed to be making part of your life easier not harder. I am sorry.” Her lips quirked into the slightest hint of a smile in the corner. “Forgive me?” she asked, her painted lips forming into a tiny playful pout.

“People  say a lot of shit about me Brooke. Some of it will be lies and you’re just going to have to deal with that, but instead of starting some stupid fight, come fuckin’ ask me about it.” Honestly, he was probably the last person to be lecturing someone on picking fights. He had killed people for less, but that was who he was. It was who he needed to be. He was about to take another swig from his beer when she snatched it from his hands, looking over at her and narrowing his eyes slightly. When she gave his beer back, he lifted it to his lips and finished the last of it. He was going to set it aside, but her hand on his cheek distracted him and she had his full attention as she spoke. With a heavy and exasperated sigh, he looked down at her and that little pout of hers. “Fine. You’re forgiven, but don’t let it happen again, got it? You could pick a fight with the wrong person one day and get yourself killed. I’ve got a lot of enemies who would have no problem...” He trailed off, realizing he didn’t actually want to finish that sentence. He finally looked away from her and set the empty beer bottle on the table nearby. “Let’s go home. I’ve taken care of everything here.”

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It's Sexual Sunday so...

send my muse inappropriate questions

flirt with them anonymously or not

try to make them blush

kiss them at random

send me terrible pickup lines 

get my muse hot and bothered 

Pretty much this is your excuse to do what you want to my muse and see if you can get away with it. So go crazy! 

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nsfw prompts that don’t sound like a bad porno

i’m always tired of seeing the cringiest sentence starters for smut so i’m back at it again kids. feel free to adjust sentences or specify who does the action. 

ACTIONS: 1. for one muse to give the other oral 2. to skinny dip with my muse 3. to shower with my muse 4. to take a hot bath with my muse 5. for sex in public 6. for sex in the car 7. to catch my muse naked 8. to undress my muse 9. for sparring to turn into sex 10. for an argument to turn into sex 11. for make up sex 12. for friends with benefits sex 13. to tie up my muse 14. to blindfold my muse 16. to make one muse watch the other masturbate 17. for a threesome (specify muses) 18. for one muse to wake the other by fingering them/giving a handjob 19. for one muse to deny the other orgasm 20. for angry sex  21. for break up sex 22. for sex after a near death experience  23. for after battle sex 24. for sex to get revenge on an ex 25. for one muse to give the other a lap dance or strip tease  26. to make my muse whimper 27. for one muse to take the other from behind 28. for sex against the wall 29. for sex on a table/counter/desk 30. for sex in a pool/hot tub 31. for one muse to choke the other 32. for rough sex  33. for our muses to try a new position 34. for our muses to try a new kink together 35. for one muse to use a toy on the other 36. for one muse to sit on the other’s face

WORDS:  “touch me.” “kiss me here.” “you have to be quiet if you want to cum.” “say my name.”  “oh fuck-” “i need you so bad.” “i’m so wet right now.”  “i want you to touch yourself for me.”  “let me hear you, baby.”  “come for me.” “i want to hear you cum.” “harder.” “i need to feel you.” “i want you.” “you’re so hot.” “can i come yet?” “please, baby—” “i’m so close.” “i told you to be quiet.” “i told you to stay still.” “are you gonna be good for me?” “i promise i’ll be good.” “i’m not done with you yet.” “i’ve been waiting all day…” “you’re all i want.” “just kiss me, i can’t take this anymore.” “just shut up and fuck me.”  “i’m gonna fuck you until you beg me to stop.”  “say please.” “i could’t stop thinking about you all day.” “your fingers feel so good.” “your mouth feels so good.” “i want your fingers inside me.” “i want it to hurt.” “more—” “i want you to forget everything and everyone else but me.” “make me forget.” “i just want to feel something.”  “make me.” “be quiet.”  “they’re gonna catch us—” “yes— right there.” “that feels so good.” “does that feel good?” 

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rosesxandxthorns​:

“I protected the kids.” Cass repeated with a nod. That was all she could think about when she realized someone was trying to get into the house. Her children were in danger and she wasn’t going to let anyone hurt them. But she had never expected to pull the trigger. Reaching up she let her hand rest on top of his and kept her focus on her husband until Malia started to speak. “So… should I have called the cops? I panicked I called you and I shot him when he came in and wouldn’t leave. I told him to leave.” She watched Malia and Marcus for a moment before closing her eyes at the kiss on her forehead. Slowly she shook her head. “No. I was scared I thought he was coming to hurt them and I just reacted.” After a moment she slowly pulled away before standing. “They’re in the closet in the little cubby I told Del we were playing hide and seek and not to come out until you found them.” It really was the perfect spot between the clothes hanging up and anyone that didn’t know it was there would just overlook it which always made her feel like they would be safe there.

“We can call the cops now if you want. You can call your dad. We’ll be fine. It was self defense and he broke into our home. You did what you had to do to protect yourself and the kids. If you don’t want to involve the cops, we don’t have to. Marcus and Malia can take care of it right now.” Jace watched her stand up so he stood with her, listening to what she said. He gave a slight nod of his head and started to head upstairs. “I’ll go get them and put them in our room. Go lay down and I’ll bring them to you while I handle all this, okay? You did good Cass.” He headed up to Del’s room and made his way to the closet where he found his daughter and son hiding. “I found you!” Del giggled and Levi lifted his arms, showing he wanted to be picked up. Jace reached down and lifted his son into his arms and then took Del’s hand in his. “Alright, let’s go lay down with mommy.” He brought the kids to the bedroom and put them on their bed where they made themselves comfortable.

💀 (Jace)

12. “I killed him.” 

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Cass sat on the stairs and tried not to look at the body in the living room but she wasn’t sure what she was supposed to do. Was she supposed to call the police? Would that come back on Jace? She didn’t know so all she could do was sit on the stairs and wait for him to come through the door. Of course she’d called him when the banging on the door started and she’d put the kids up in Delilah’s room since she had the little cubby in her closet but Cass hadn’t expected this. She ran a shaky hand through her hair at the sound of a car pulling up followed by someone running up the stairs and pushing the front door open. As soon as their eyes met Cass looked away towards the living room. “I killed him.” There was no emotion in her voice as she motioned to the gun sitting on the step next to her. She’d perfectly positioned herself half way up the stairs so that no one would get to her children if someone else came. “Del and Levi are in her room. I got them up there before he came in… the back door is broken.”  There was a pause as she took a breath. “I didn’t call anyone. I didn’t…. I didn’t know what I was supposed to do.”

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AARON TAYLOR-JOHNSON in Malibu, California › August 12, 2020

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oldestwounds​:

For @sweetacidrain​ continued from here 

Brooke had been fine when he’d left her alone, a kiss on her cheek that she’d insisted on, given, and a free drink in her hand. It was only when another girl had approached her that things went sideways. The small blonde was still swinging when a strong arm wrapped around her thin waist and pulled her away from the brunette she’d had pinned on the floor. Her chest was still rising and falling with the heavy breaths when Jace stood in front of her. It took her a moment to bring her breathing back to normal but once she did, her arms crossed over her chest and she stared up at the older man with an angry expression. “She said you’re fucking other girls.” She snapped at him sharply. Normally, it wouldn’t have bothered her, especially considering the sort of relationship they had, but she couldn’t help the jealousy. “I stay home and study for one test and that’s the night your booth,” she paused, realizing where he’d brought her and her head swiveled around before she continued. “This fucking booth was full up of skanks.” Dark hues darted back and forth between his blue ones…ones she’d found herself falling far too much for. “So, what the fuck?” The fire that had been in her initial words died down a bit, “I thought I was the only one you were seeing.”

Jace stood there, arms crossed over his chest as he looked at her. Once she finally revealed what had been said, he couldn’t help but roll his eyes in annoyance. “Are you fuckin’ kidding me Brooke? You fought that girl in the middle of my club because she decided to spout fuckin’ lies at you and you bought into it?” He groaned and walked past her, sitting down on the cushioned seats of the booth while reaching out and grabbing his beer that he had left there. “The fuck you mean ‘what the fuck’? I should be asking you that. Brooke, I’m a busy fuckin’ man. I barely have enough time to be seein’ you and you think I have time to be entertaining other bitches? I’m a lot of things, but I’m not a cheater and you need to get that through your head here and now because I’m not dealin’ with this shit again.” He motioned to her and outside the booth towards the rest of the club to insinuate what he was talking about. “If anything like this happens again and you can’t fuckin’ trust me and you’re just gonna buy into some random bitches words, we’re done. Are we clear?”

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rosesxandxthorns​:

Cass had never been more thankful that Delilah was sleeping through the night then on a night like this. It was one thing for Jace to just be out late it was another to have him not come home and not call to tell her he was okay while she was up every few hours to feed Levi. One thing she had learned early on with their little girl was that kids cold sense when she was upset and they just seemed to wake up more. So she really was doing her best to try and be calm but she was irritated. So when Jace came into their bedroom smelling like liquor she was more than mad. “Nice of you to notice.” She mumbled before turning her back to him when he took a seat on the bed. “Oh how fantastic. You aren’t covered in blood. You smell like a seedy dive bar and didn’t call me back to say you were okay… but at least there’s no blood.” Cass rolled her eyes before pointing at the door. “You’re on the couch Jace.”

Jace only partly listened to Cass while he took his shoes off, tossing them aside once they were off. Next he pulled off his shirt and tossed that to the side as well before turning and looking at Cass who now had her back facing him. “Oh come on Cass.” He reached over and pulled her towards him slightly so she was on her back instead of having it face him. He placed an arm on the other side of her and he looked down at her, bright blue eyes gazing down at her under him. He leaned down and started to kiss along her neck, murmuring against her skin as he did. “You don’t really want me to sleep on the couch, do you baby?” Every now and then his teeth grazed her skin and his lips started to trail down towards her collarbone.

"a phone call would’ve been nice." (Jace/Cass)

It was late when Jace walked through the front door, much later than when he said he’d be home. He should have expected her to be angry, but honestly, he wasn’t in the right mind space. It was most likely evident by the stench of alcohol coming from him. A ten month long turf war had finally been settled, so he and his top ‘employees’ decided to celebrate. It was around three in the morning as he stumbled into their bedroom, looking over at her when she spoke up and caught his attention. “You’re mad.” He pulled off his jacket and tossed it to the floor before making his way towards their bed where she was laying. Taking a seat on the edge of the bed next to her, he started to pull off his shoes. “Don’t be mad Cass. I didn’t come home covered in blood for once.”

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scandal sentence starters aka lots of angst, sex, and murder.

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❝ It’s only day 2 for this shirt, and these panties are fresh from the dryer. ❞ ❝ I don’t need you to forgive me. I haven’t done anything wrong. ❞ ❝ I’ve always forgiven you until now. ❞ ❝ I can never tell if you’re lying. I can never trust my gut when it comes to you. ❞ ❝ Are you spying on me? You don’t trust me? ❞ ❝ How do I choose the box to bury my friend in? ❞ ❝ If he dies, he can’t talk. Dead men tell no tales. ❞ ❝ When you walk in here, you make me hope. Hoping is bad for me, so do not come back here unless you are back for good. ❞ ❝ When it’s your turn, you can talk, but right now, be quiet. Let yourself be kissed. ❞ ❝ It’s always his turn, despite the fact that I’m the one you like to ride, that I’m the one that makes you moan, that I’m the one who reaches you in places that he can’t begin to touch. ❞ ❝ We can hide in the shadows or we can stand in the light. ❞ ❝ I’m not gonna live in your apartment, waiting to service you. I have things to do. I’m busy. But, I did book a nice hotel suite for booty calls. ❞ ❝ Do you actually think I give a damn what anyone thinks of me anymore? ❞ ❝ A broken heart is a broken heart; to take a measure is cruelty. ❞ ❝ You can’t summon me. You are not in charge of me. ❞ ❝ Did you think I’d want you back? ❞ ❝ I am less than interested in whatever it is you have to offer. ❞ ❝ You thought I would be dragged in here and I’d lay eyes on you and I’d gasp, and I’d rip off all my clothes and crawl on my knees over to you and beg you to take me, that I’d be some kind of sad porn fantasy. ❞ ❝ I could have anything I wanted, and I wanted you. You can laugh at it and make fun of me, but the truth is, nobody else wants you. ❞ ❝ I’ve lost too much. I’ve given up too much. I’m not even a person anymore. ❞ ❝ I’m not like you. I’m sorry you miss me, but I’m not like you. ❞ ❝ Why are you picking a fight with me today? ❞ ❝ You’re thirsty, but you’re not here for a drink.❞ ❝ You’re here because you want what you’ve been fantasizing about ever since you left the other night. ❞ ❝ I can give you what you want just the way you want it. ❞ ❝ You either go home alone and try your own hand at quenching that thirst or go upstairs with me and replace that dry lump in your throat with something much more satisfying. ❞ ❝ Trust me; I will be the one standing over you when you die. ❞ ❝ You keep secrets from me. You make me feel small. ❞ ❝ Burying yourself in work isn’t always the best thing when you lose someone. ❞ ❝ I’ve got enough blood on my hands already. ❞ ❝ Don’t ever leave me like that again. I almost didn’t survive. I almost died without you. ❞ ❝ You have been waiting for this moment from the second I got in bed with her. ❞ ❝ It doesn’t matter what the truth is, does it? The only thing that matters is that I put my hands where you think they don’t belong, and now I’m in chains. ❞ ❝ I am going to have you destroyed. ❞ ❝ He’s a predator, an animal, a killing machine, and just because you’ve decided to turn a blind eye to that doesn’t make it any less true. ❞ ❝ I think you want me to be guilty. Guilty lets you hate me for things you’re not allowed to hate me for. ❞ ❝ If there’s any part of you, any part of you at all, that believes that I’m telling you the truth, you’ll help me. ❞ ❝ You may have never heard what it sounds like when she wakes up screaming from a nightmare, but I have, and it’s awful. ❞ ❝ The truth is like the sun. You can shut it out for a while, but it’s not gonna go away. ❞ ❝ Since us bitches have got to get through this dog and pony show, I’m gonna need you to sit down, shut up, and follow my lead. ❞ ❝ Is she right about you having nightmares? ❞ ❝ Don’t let love cloud your judgment. ❞ ❝ We both know in the end you’re not going to choose me. And that’s okay. I want you to know, I need you to know, not choosing me is okay. ❞ ❝ I keep my promises. I will watch the life fade from your eyes. ❞ ❝ I love her. Does that matter to you at all? ❞ ❝ It stops you every time, the arrogance, the need to swagger, to show everyone who you are. ❞ ❝ True power hides in plain sight. ❞ ❝ You and I are ruined. We don’t have a chance now. Too much has happened. ❞ ❝ I know you’re trying to be rational, and I understand why, but you can’t pretend this is okay. ❞ ❝ I mean, I figure we have two choices here - we can either pretend this unbearable sexual tension doesn’t exist, or we can address it head-on. ❞ ❝ You are beautiful. The face that launched a thousand ships. ❞ ❝ What is it that is so special about you? You have so much power over him. He revolves around you. ❞ ❝ He needed you. He was in pain. He wanted to die. ❞ ❝ I could protect him from everyone. Except you. ❞ ❝ I wanted to shoot him. I didn’t, but I wanted to. I wanted to kill him. I wanted him dead. ❞ ❝ I’m very powerful, you know. Some women would find that a turn-on. ❞ ❝ Let’s just say I’m in a giving mood tonight. ❞

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As soon as Jace got the call he was in the car and speeding to the house. Marcus and Malia were in the car behind him, following him to the house. As soon as they arrived they were all out of the cars and rushing towards the door. Jace was the first one through the door and he went straight to Cass while Marcus and Malia went to investigate the dead man. Jace walked up to her, taking her face in his hands gently and rubbing her cheeks with his thumbs. “You did great baby. You protected the kids. I’m so fucking proud of you Cass.” He never wanted her to have to do something like this, but the fact that she could and did gave him some kind of relief. Malia walked over to them, standing a few feet away as she cleared her throat to get Jace’s attention. “It wasn’t anyone we recognize.” Jace looked at her and arched a brow. “What do you mean?” Malia shrugged her shoulders slightly. “He was probably just some common criminal breaking into houses. No tattoos or anything in his phone or on his person that ties him to anyone.” Jace nodded his head and Malia walked away to help Marcus. Jace turned his attention back to Cass and kissed her forehead gently. “Are you okay babe?”

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12. “I killed him.” 

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Cass sat on the stairs and tried not to look at the body in the living room but she wasn’t sure what she was supposed to do. Was she supposed to call the police? Would that come back on Jace? She didn’t know so all she could do was sit on the stairs and wait for him to come through the door. Of course she’d called him when the banging on the door started and she’d put the kids up in Delilah’s room since she had the little cubby in her closet but Cass hadn’t expected this. She ran a shaky hand through her hair at the sound of a car pulling up followed by someone running up the stairs and pushing the front door open. As soon as their eyes met Cass looked away towards the living room. “I killed him.” There was no emotion in her voice as she motioned to the gun sitting on the step next to her. She’d perfectly positioned herself half way up the stairs so that no one would get to her children if someone else came. “Del and Levi are in her room. I got them up there before he came in... the back door is broken.”  There was a pause as she took a breath. “I didn’t call anyone. I didn’t.... I didn’t know what I was supposed to do.”

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91.  “I think they’ve learned their lesson, you can stop hitting them now…”

Jace had walked away from her for about five minutes and apparently that was all it took for a fight to break out. They were in one of his clubs and he had walked away to handle some business with one of his dealers and as he was walking back, he could spot a large crowd around some kind of fight going on. As he got closer, he could hear a girl screaming, so he decided to investigate. Security was already there, trying to break up the fight and that was when he spotted Brooke on top of another girl, punching her repeatedly. He groaned and rushed over, wrapping a strong arm around her waist and pulling her off the other girl. “I think she learned her lesson Brooke. You can stop hitting her now.” He dragged her off the other girl and towards his own private booth, pushing her inside and standing in the entry way so she couldn’t get past him to go back if she tried. “What the hell was that all about?”

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"a phone call would’ve been nice." (Jace/Cass)

It was late when Jace walked through the front door, much later than when he said he’d be home. He should have expected her to be angry, but honestly, he wasn’t in the right mind space. It was most likely evident by the stench of alcohol coming from him. A ten month long turf war had finally been settled, so he and his top ‘employees’ decided to celebrate. It was around three in the morning as he stumbled into their bedroom, looking over at her when she spoke up and caught his attention. “You’re mad.” He pulled off his jacket and tossed it to the floor before making his way towards their bed where she was laying. Taking a seat on the edge of the bed next to her, he started to pull off his shoes. “Don’t be mad Cass. I didn’t come home covered in blood for once.”

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miscellaneous angst starters.

when were you going to tell me?

you can’t keep doing this to yourself.

that’s…a lot of blood.

can you walk?

please don’t lie to me.

you were supposed to leave.

i’m not going anywhere without you.

shh, it’s okay. it was just a dream.

there was nothing more you could have done.

it wasn’t your fault.

this is all my fault.

you aren’t acting like yourself.

i’m never going to let [her/him/them] hurt you again.

you’re hurting me.

don’t ever do that again.

go to hell.

please don’t cry.

you have to stay awake.

i wish i could take the pain away.

you could have died.

hey – stay with me.

it’ll be over soon.

did you ever love me?

i’m sorry. i can’t do this anymore.

things won’t always hurt this bad.

you passed out.

how much have you had?

i’m okay. it’s all fine.

it’s not okay! you’re not fine!

let me get you something for the pain.

it’s nothing. it’s just a bruise.

it’s clearly not nothing.

have you been to the doctor?

i didn’t mean the things i said.

i thought we meant something.

people who are okay don’t act like this.

you don’t have to go through this by yourself.

i don’t want you to be alone.

please don’t regret me.

i heard you crying.

you need to get some rest.

when was the last time you ate something?

i’m worried about you.

did you have another nightmare?

[name], there’s nobody there.

i want to be happy but i don’t think i deserve it.

please talk to me.

why are you mad at me?

alcohol isn’t going to solve your problems.

don’t leave me.

did you do this to yourself?

it’s breaking my heart to see you like this.

tell me what’s wrong.

tell me how to make it better.

why don’t you care?

get the hell away from me.

please don’t do this.

i can’t believe that you lied to me.

just…stay for the night.

you obviously can’t be trusted to take care of yourself, so let me do it for you.

you can’t die. i won’t let you.

just hang on, okay?

hold my hand if you need to.

i’m sorry.

why do you have a gun?

don’t panic.

just breathe.

you’re bleeding.

i’m trying to stop the bleeding.

you’ve been crying, i can tell.

you should have told me sooner.

i wanted to tell you in person.

a phone call would’ve been nice.

i hate you.

i love you.

[sweetacidrain]

[sweetacidrain]

Kinda wanna come back 👀 I miss writing