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i have used all of these “Southern Cussin’ PG-Rated Style”

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Misty Copeland Recreates Edgar Degas Masterpieces, Takes Our Breath Away

If imitation is the sincerest form of flattery, then the late, great artist Edgar Degas is totally blushing in his grave.

Stunning.

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"black swan" starter prompts

���Sweet girl.”

“Did you suck his cock?”

“The only person standing in your way is you.”

“I just want to be perfect.”

“I felt it.”

“What did you do?”

“You put something in my drink.”

“You just took off in the morning.”

“You fantasized about me!”

“Did you have some sort of wet dream about me?”

“You slept over.”

“You could be brilliant… but you’re a coward.”

“Stop being so fucking weak!”

“Perfection is not about control.”

“I never see you lose yourself. Ever!”

“I’m so sorry to hear you’re leaving.”

“What did you do to change his mind?”

“You fucking whore!”

“What happened to my sweet girl?”

“He picked me!”

“We all know the story.”

“It’s okay. I’m here.”

“My show is tonight.”

“You’re staying in here until you feel better.”

“Your role is destroying you.”

“We dance in the same company.”

“That was me seducing you.”

“It needs to be the other way around.”

“I don’t want there to be any boundaries between us.”

“You’re not a virgin, are you?”

“So, you’ve got a boyfriend?”

“Honestly, would you fuck that girl?”

“You’re in a good mood.”

“It’s my turn!”

“No, please! You’re not well!”

“Let go of me!”

“You can’t handle this!”

“You were amazing.”

“Holy shit, you blew me away!”

“I know that things got all messed up between us.”

“She walked into the street and got hit by a car. And you know what? I’m almost sure she did it on purpose.”

“I got a little homework assignment for you.”

“Go home and touch yourself.”

“Live a little.”

“This is your moment.”

“I don’t think we’ve ever officially met.”

“I would be losing my mind.”

“Are you freaking out?”

“You must be so excited.”

“Get out my room!”

“Must’ve been pretty humiliating.”

“Rough start, huh?”

“I’m not sure you’re up to it.”

“My little princess.”

“Do you have any idea what time it is?”

“What else have you been doing?”

“Oh, you wanna know their names?”

“I fucked them both.”

“You’ve been drinking.”

“Has he tried anything with you?”

“He has a reputation.”

“I just don’t want you to make the same mistake I did.”

“I hope he’s not taking advantage.”

“I have a right to be concerned.”

“It’s just in case.”

“No, please believe me!”

“She’s trying to replace me!”

“Nobody’s after you.”

“I’m not perfect. I’m nothing.”

“You make the most of it!”

“Have you announced it?”

“I really don’t want to talk about that.”

“I can’t believe he calls her that. It’s so gross.”

“I think it’s sweet.”

“Go ahead, jump!”

“You’ll be fine.”

“Sex. Do you enjoy it?”

“Everything will be better in the morning. It always is.”

“We sucked.”

“Wish I could’ve been there.”

“Sounds like quite an evening.”

“Give me a second.”

“I came to apologize.”

“I have my ways.”

“How do you know where I live?”

“What about drinks?”

“Sweetie, you need to rest.”

“How about I take you out to dinner?”

“Look, I just feel really shitty about what I did and I just really want to make it up to you.”

“It’s called privacy.”

“I’m not twelve anymore!”

“What are you going to do? Run home to mommy?”

“It’s a fucking disaster.”

“What’s she doing here?”

“Perfect. I was perfect.”

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Jessica Lange as Marsha in Horace and Pete (1x02)

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“Hyacinth?”

The woman asked softly as her gaze was towards the girl who was upset, she could not only see it but feel the tension of any pain she had. A small soft sigh escaped her lips as she sat besides her. Elle didn’t speak just yet incase she was extremely uneasy and on the edge. But she did gently and hesitantly run her hand against her back.

“May I?” Elle asked, questioning the photo as her soft hands cautiously went to take it to see it.

♥ (elle- tearxinmyheart)

MEME | STATUS: ACCEPTING!!

♥: Your muse crying about something

         ( hyacinth was not one to show her emotions easily but what could she say? She was a demigoddess but a mortal part of her always seemed to shine through. Sighing, she looked down at a crumpled picture she held clutched between her fingers. )

            “Damn it..”

 ( she mumbled under her breath, closing her eyes and inhaling a sharp, painful breath as she thought about the person in the picture. reopening her eyes she could feel the hot stinging sensation of tears rolling down her cheeks. )

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Vampire/Victim Sentence Starters

For vampires ——————– “Have you ever wanted to live forever?” “Are you afraid of me?” “You look…delicious.” “Don’t be afraid.” “Let’s be together forever.” “I think we need some time, just the two of us.” “Trust me.” “I know what’s best for you.” “It’ll only hurt a little bit.” “It’ll be over soon.” “There’s something you need to know about me.” “You can’t resist immortality.”

For victims ——————– “I’m not afraid of you.” “I’m afraid of you.” “I want to be with you forever.” “I’m not so sure about this…” “I don’t want this.” “I want this.” “When I look at you, I feel hypnotized.” “Yes, Master.” “I’m yours.” “I trust you.” “I don’t trust you.” “You’re so pale.” “Your teeth…”

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“Pardon? OH No, no- unfortunately I don’t. I’m not um married.”

Nervously the woman admitted, she should’ve while she had the chance but her old life at the time was too good until her accident a week ago. A soft sigh escaped Elle’s lips.

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“No doubt about it, dear. Of course I will.” The blonde smiled wide, her face excited with the fact it made the girl happy. “I would live here if I could afford it.”

"I love your place, it's so cozy." (Elle- tearxinmyheart)

Trill’s cheeks turned rosy, and she began to grin, “Oh wow! I’m so glad you’ve liked your stay here. That’s a really flattering compliment! Please come back any time Elle.”

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Jessica Lange photographed by Manuel Outumuro.

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send “▶▶️” to get a glimpse at a scene from my muse’s future. send “◀️◀️” to get a glimpse at a memory from my muse’s past.

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“You’re very welcome.”

Elle watched as she rubbed the infant’s back, oh how she would’ve loved to have a child of her own. She had a look like she must’ve asked too much already.

“Your mother, I’m assuming?”

“Very pretty name.”

The woman had balanced upon one leg, trying not to make her injury to obvious. Of course the woman wasn’t intentionally trying to be nosy, children were just something she enjoyed seeing. Something she avoided for awhile due to her career.

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Riley didn’t flat out refuse sex everytime it happened there were some days that; that was all she wanted and she knew he loved it. The redhead loved teasing, doing anything she could for the sake on turning him on. It was a odd combination even if she was drunk- she wasn’t drunk like when she used to stay out all night and drink- she was slightly tipsy and sometimes unaware of what she was doing but she didnt regret a thing besides the fucking attitude she had. They could always make it up to each other. She could tell, her gaze was fallen upon him as she looked at her half naked. Riley enjoyed it sometimes, so what? “What do I want? What I want is you is that to much to ask?” A mocking voice came from her lips, it was almost soothing like when she walked over to the fridge and crouched down to see what was in the cold drawers. Perhaps a nice salad would go nice with whatever he was preparing. If he was, though she could smell something delicious. Her smirk stayed upon her lips as she grabbed a beer that caught her eye instead. Riley grabbed it and opened it before standing back up, showing off her ass in her skinny black jeans when she did so.

“What’re you making for dinner? Hm? Sex on a plate?” A light laugh escaped her lips as she walked over to the counter after shutting the fridge and sat upon it, sipping her cold beer. A hum, a soft hum which almost sounded intentionally like a moan came out of her throat. How it tasted was good. Riley swung her legs and smirked. “Or one of my favourite dishes?” She placed the can down besides her before leaning back against the counter to glare at him. “I think I know what you want for dessert so I’ll let you choose- are you to pissed at me to have sex or would you rather watch a movie with chocolate covered strawberries and whipped cream then see where the night takes us? I’m feeling for either, I don’t care as long as I’m with you.” A girly giggle escaped the chaotic woman’s lips. Riley was certainly never like this.

“You choose, we don’t have all night but I’m sure you’d love to go all night.” Another soft giggle escaped here lips. Was it the wine? Who knows now, she stated what she wanted.

"Piss off! I'm not your fuck buddy." (Riley- tearxinmyheart)

“Fine, Riley. You don’t wanna have sex? Then go. Do what you want. You change your mind every five fucking seconds, I guess I’ll see you tomorrow.”

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“This last month has been the most delicious time of my life. Of course we have had our ups and downs. The pressure is intense when two women share their lives.” - Notes on a Scandal | 2006