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@depictedblue asked "[mouth]: sender pleasures receiver with their mouth."

kiara  could  feel  her  pulse  in  places  she  shouldn't  –  low  in  her  stomach,  between  her  legs,  in  the  trembling  of  her  thighs  as  they  spread  further  apart.  the  air  was  warm  but  her  skin  was  burning,  slick  with  heat  and  sweat,  her  breaths  shallow  and  sharp.  she  watched  from  beneath  half-lidded  eyes  as  cassie  moved  lower,  lips  brushing  along  her  inner  thigh,  just  barely  skimming  the  skin  that  was  already  hypersensitive.  she  sucked  in  a  breath  when  she  felt  a  slow  kiss  pressed  close  –  too  close  –  the  soft  wet  heat  of  it  making  her  hips  twitch  upward  despite  herself.  then  nothing.  just  a  pause.  just  breath,  humid  and  maddening  against  her  folds.  “tease,”  she  whispered  under  her  breath,  a  soft,  frustrated  laugh  laced  in  the  edge  of  it.  but  then  a  tongue  –  gentle,  languid  –  slid  through  her,  and  her  body  reacted.  her  head  fell  back,  her  back  arched,  a  low  groan  spiling  from  her  lips  like  it  had  been  waiting  there  all  along.  she  didn't  even  try  to  hold  it  in.  “fuck  –”  she  gasped,  hips  rolling  instinctively,  “jesus…”  every  stroke  was  slow.  measured.  not  rushed  or  frantic  –  not  even  close  –  and  it  was  making  her  lose  it.  kiara's  stomach  fluttered,  muscles  clenching  and  relaxing  in  waves,  and  her  hand  slid  down  without  thinking,  fingers  tangling  in  soft  hair.  not  guiding.  just  holding  on.  her  other  hand  reached  up  to  her  chest,  palm  splaying  across  her  sternum  as  if  she  could  anchor  herself  there.  her  heart  was  pounding  beneath  it.  the  next  swipe  of  cassie's  tongue  was  firmer,  pressing  in  deeper,  and  kiara's  moan  came  out  broken  –  half  breath,  half  sound.  “don't  stop,”  she  said,  voice  hoarse,  breathless.  “god,  right  there…  stay  there..”  she  could  feel  herself  growing  wetter  –  dripping,  actually  –  and  the  realization  made  her  whimper.  “i'm  already  so  fucking  wet  for  you.”  she  muttered,  voice  low  and  shaking  with  disbelief.

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⋆｡‧˚ʚ💋ɞ˚‧｡⋆ 𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐬 𝐢 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐰𝐝:

emails i can't send

❝ it's times like these wish i had a time machine. ❞

❝ there's no us in us when i'm lacking trust. ❞ 

❝ you disgust me. ❞

❝ i get nice guys and villanize them. ❞

❝ scared i'll find out that it's true. ❞

❝ and, god, i love you, but youre such a dipshit. ❞

❝ please fucking fix this. ❞ 

vicious

❝ and i tried to look for the best in the worst. ❞ 

❝ but like, fuck me, that caused a commotion. ❞

❝ you're lucky i'm a private person. ❞

❝ why you gotta be so vicious? ❞

❝ you just run to whoever is winning. ❞

❝ said that it was me and you for life. ❞

❝ you don't feel remorse. ❞

❝ you don't fee the effect. ❞

❝ cause you don't think you hurt me if you wish me the best. ❞ 

❝ i was only the next one to take your love songs as a promise. ❞ 

read your mind

❝ say its hard, but you make it look easy. ❞

❝ tell me that you miss me in your life. ❞

❝ i can't read your mind. ❞

❝ to think that we could be casual. ❞

❝ you're not my friend and baby, you never were. ❞

❝ did i get the message in the way you intended? ❞

tornado warnings

❝ don't understand how quickly we get right back in the rhythm without missing a step. ❞

❝ but i want you here sometimes. ❞

❝ i guess maybe thats why i'm lying to my therapist. ❞ 

❝ i think he's onto me every time i say, "i'm over that son of a bitch" ❞ 

❝ i deserve an hour in a week to focus on my thoughts. ❞ 

❝ i'll drive you home. ❞ 

❝ you drive me crazy. ❞ 

❝ i'll call you out. ❞

❝ but thats not gonna stop me. ❞

because i liked a boy

❝ i said i wanted thin mints and you said you knew a guy. ❞

❝ who knew cuddling on trampolines could be so reckless? ❞

❝ now i'm a homewrecker. ❞

❝ tell me who i am. ❞

❝ guess i don't have a choice. ❞

❝ i'm a hot topic on your tongue. ❞

❝ i'm not carastrophizing, everythings derailing. ❞

❝ you said i'm too late to be your first love but i'll always be your favorite. ❞

❝ i got death threats fillin up semi trucks. ❞

❝ and all of this for what? ❞

❝ when everything went down, we'd already broken up. ❞

❝ all because i liked a boy. ❞ 

already over

❝ same time here next weekend. ❞

❝ how am i supposed to close the door when i still need the closure? ❞

❝ how am i supposed to leave you now that you're already over? ❞

❝ selfishly don't wanna give you time to be on someone else's lips. ❞

❝ after the aftermath, i know you'll be coming back. ❞

❝ and it won't be the last time. ❞

❝ i say, "i'm done, " but i'm still confused. ❞ 

how many things

❝ there's no hidin' from the thought of us. ❞

❝ i got ways to find you anywhere. ❞

❝ and we talked until the same came up. ❞

❝ i wish we stayed just like we were up there. ❞

❝ it doesn't matter whether not i want to. ❞

❝ i can't help it, it's a habit. ❞

❝ i feel myself falling further down your priorities. ❞ 

❝ that never made too much sense to me. ❞

❝ you really came to me for sympathy? ❞

❝ am i not even a second thought? ❞ 

bet u wanna

❝ it's all unfloding. ❞

❝ now you say you hate all the empty space. ❞ 

❝ didn't think about it when you let me down. ❞

❝ bet you wanna touch me now. ❞

❝ it's cold out there. ❞

❝ let me know what you found. ❞

❝ bet you wanna love me now. ❞

❝ is that feeding all your fears? ❞ 

❝ your so-called friends are gone. ❞

❝ i know what you're bout to say. ❞

❝ bet you're reminiscing. ❞

❝ i bet you hate the way you said goodbye. ❞

❝ and you still can't even tell me why. ❞

nonsense

❝ think i only want one number in my phone. ❞

❝ treat me like a queen. ❞

❝ but i can't help myself. ❞

❝ i don't want no one else. ❞

❝ baby, i'm in too deep. ❞

❝ i'll be honest. ❞

❝ lookin' at you gor me thinkin' nonsense. ❞

❝ i can't find my chill, i must have lost it. ❞

❝ you gotta keep up with me. ❞

❝ i got some young energy. ❞

❝ i don't even know anymore. ❞

❝ i bet your house is where my other sock is. ❞

❝ that one's not gonna make it. ❞ 

fast times

❝ sun's up too soon like daylight savings. ❞

❝ ahead of myself's an understatement. ❞

❝ but what the fuck is patience? ❞

❝ no time for rewrites. ❞

❝ give me a second to forget i ever really meant it. ❞

❝ we couldn't help it. ❞

❝ my feelings used to be serrated. ❞

❝ but you speak in such a perfect cadence. ❞

skinny dipping

❝ we've been swimmin' on the edge of a cliff. ❞

❝ i'm resistant. ❞

❝ it'd be so nice, right? ❞

❝ water under the bridge. ❞

❝ we won't sit at our same old table, i promise. ❞

❝ we'll be thinkin' about how different we are from those scared little kids. ❞ 

bad for business

❝ all of my friends think i've gone crazy. ❞

❝ we look good in photographs. ❞

❝ i like the way you like to laugh at dirty jokes. ❞

❝ it's sad but true, and i know it. ❞

❝ i can't find a single reason. ❞

❝ he ruined all my plans. ❞

❝ and he just makes me so crazy. ❞

❝ i know everyone sees that he'll be the death of me. ❞ 

❝ he's good for my heart. ❞

❝ he's very bad for business. ❞

❝ but they don't know me. ❞ 

decode

❝ you're good at impersonating someone who cares. ❞

❝ you had me for a minute there. ❞

❝ where else can we go? ❞

❝ there's nothing left here to decode. ❞

❝ it's just getting old. ❞

❝ there's a weight off my shoulders now that i don't chase you. ❞

❝ i wanna make a video to our future selves. ❞ 

opposite

❝ so you do have a type and it's not me. ❞

❝ so you can reply, just to not me. ❞

❝ you knew i would see that. ❞

❝ you knew i would notice. ❞

❝ she looks nothing like me. ❞

❝ so why do you look so happy? ❞

❝ does she say nothin' so you feel good? ❞

❝ does she get up on top of you more than i would? ❞

❝ does she just love the picture cause you're painting it? ❞

❝ i care, but i don't. ❞

❝ was i being lied to? ❞

feather

❝ i'm your dream come true. ❞

❝ then you pull back when i try to make plans more than two hours in advance. ❞

❝ i got you blocked. ❞

❝ i feel so much lighter. ❞

❝ whatever, you're a waste of time. ❞

❝ your signals are mixed. ❞

❝ you act like a bitch. ❞

❝ you fit every stereotype. ❞

❝ send a pic. ❞

❝ it feels so good not caring where you are tonight. ❞

❝ excited to never talk. ❞

❝ i'm so sorry for your loss. ❞

❝ you miss me? ❞ 

lonesome

❝ if i fall in love with all my problems, will they leave me too? ❞

❝ why were you somewhere else? ❞

❝ i know you know it keeps me up. ❞

❝ did you even give a fuck? ❞ 

❝ you can't spell lonesome without me. ❞

❝ i can't escape your history. ❞

❝ tell me i was more than just a decent opportunity. ❞

❝ isn't it kind of strange how it all changed when i wasn't the one they wanted you to love? ❞

❝ you just can't. ❞

things i wish you said

❝ i always reach for your leg over there on your side of the car. ❞

❝ baby, everything reminds me of you. ❞ 

❝ nobody gets my jokes. ❞

❝ everyone here thinks i'm fucking rude. ❞

❝ when i saw you cry, i didn't handle it well. ❞

❝ without you here, i don't know what to do with myself. ❞

❝ i saw you met somebody and i'm jealous as hell. ❞

❝ sorry, that i pulled the "it's not you, it's me" ❞

❝ one day, i'll make sure you get a real apology. ❞

❝ i waste my time. ❞

❝ i waste my life on idiotic things. ❞

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 ›     HORROR   TENSION   STARTERS   PT   I. 

"Don’t   turn   around."

"Did   you   hear   that?"

"You’re   not   alone   here."

"It’s   already   too   late."

"Something’s   watching   us."

"Stay   quiet.   Stay   still."

"They’re   right   behind   you."

"I   wouldn’t   go   in   there."

"Whatever   you   do,   run."

"Keep   the   lights   on."

"I   saw   it   move."

"Don't   let   it   see   you."

"You’re   shaking."

"It   knows   your   name."

"I   can   smell   the   blood."

"Don’t   breathe.   Not   yet."

"It’s   inside   the   house."

"Close   the   door.   Now."

"You   weren’t   supposed   to   survive."

"They’re   coming   for   you."

"It's   already   inside   you."

"I   told   you   not   to   look."

"You're   not   safe   with   me."

"It’s   feeding   on   us."

"This   place   is   cursed."

"Why   are   you   smiling?"

"I’m   not   alone   in   here."

"You’re   bleeding."

"You're   not   you   anymore."

"Get   away   from   me."

"Don’t   trust   what   you   see."

"I   heard   it   whisper."

"It’s   wearing   your   face."

"You   weren’t   supposed   to   find   this."

"The   walls   are   listening."

"We’re   trapped   with   it."

"You’re   next."

"You’re   too   late."

"Did   you   lock   the   door?"

"It’s   already   in   your   head."

"Stop   smiling.   It’s   not   funny."

"That   wasn’t   me."

"You   brought   it   here."

"It’s   under   the   bed."

"You   should’ve   stayed   dead."

"It’s   not   over   yet."

"They   never   left."

"This   isn’t   real...   is   it?"

"It’s   learning."

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MADELYN CLINE as SARAH CAMERON & MADISON BAILEY as KIARA CARRERA OUTERBANKS 4x01

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@heyw4rds asked "sender suddenly pushes receiver out of danger's path."

the   scent   of   scorched   earth   hit   he   before   she   even   registered   the   danger.   one   second   kiara   was   running   –   sand   kicking   up   behind   her   sneakers,   the   heavy   heat   of   midday   pressing   against   her   spine   –   and   the   next,   a   strong   grip   yanked   her   back,   spun   her   sideways,   and   everything   blurred.   her   shoulder   slammed   into   the   ground   with   a   grunt,   air   whooshing   out   of   her   lungs   like   a   deflated   tire.   pain   flared   sharp   and   bright   along   her   ribs,   but   it   was   drowned   out   by   the   sickening   crack   of   something   solid   hitting   where   she'd   just   been.   a   rusted   atv   barrelled   past,   unmanned,   out   of   control,   its   tires   carving   deep,   angry   gouges   into   the   dirt.   it   missed   her   by   inches.   for   a   few   heartbeats,   kiara   couldn't   move.   dust   coated   her   tongue,   her   lashes,   the   inside   of   her   throat.   she   blinked   up   at   the   sky,   pupils   blown   wide,   her   pulse   pounding   like   tribal   drums   in   her   ears.   the   world   had   narrowed   to   the   way   her   breath   rattled,   shallow   and   uneven,   and   the   hand   still   clenched   tight   around   her   waist.   pope's   hand.   “holy   shit,”   she   exhaled,   her   voice   hoarse   and   cracking.   “that   –   what   the   hell   was   that?”

she   pushed   herself   up   on   her   elbows,   her   arm   trembling   under   the   effort.   the   ground   still   felt   like   it   was   shifting   beneath   her,   but   it   was   just   the   aftershock   –   the   delayed   comprehension   of   what   almost   happened.   she   looked   over   at   pope,   and   her   chest   tightened.   he   looked   rattled.   there   was   dirt   smeared   across   his   cheekbone,   and   sweat   beading   along   his   brow,   but   his   eyes   were   locked   on   hers   –   wide   and   urgent   and   completely   unfazed   by   the   chaos   behind   him.   like   the   only   thing   he   saw   was   her.   “you   pulled   me   back,”   she   said,   more   to   herself   than   him.   “you   –   jesus,   pope.”   her   throat   closed.   she   didn't   know   if   she   wanted   to   punch   him   or   hug   him,   or   both   at   once.   “i   didn't   even   see   it   coming,”   she   admitted,   voice   quieter   now,   raw   at   the   edges.   her   fingers   tightened   reflexively   around   his.   “if   you   hadn't   been   there…”   she   swallowed   hard.   no   clever   joke.   no   rebellious   snark.   just   adrenaline,   awe,   and   the   gut-deep   weight   of   almost.

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continued from here with @depictedblue

kiara   wasn't   sure   what   had   drawn   her   in   first   –   the   sound   of   cassie's   breath   catching,   the   delicate   tremble   in   her   fingers,   or   maybe   the   way   the   moonlight   spilled   across   the   other   girl's   cheekbones,   softening   her   in   a   way   kiara   hadn't   allowed   herself   to   notice   before.   not   like   this.   not   until   now.   the   kiss   had   surprised   her   too.   one   moment   they   were   passing   a   joint   between   them,   the   haze   of   smoke   and   laughter   clinging   to   their   skin   like   summer   heat,   and   the   next   –   lips.   real   and   warm   and   deliberate.   not   an   accident.   no   way.   it   lingered.   and   kiara   didn't   pull   back.   she   should   have.   maybe.   but   as   cassie   leaned   in   again,   searching,   hesitant   but   wanting,   kiara's   breath   hitched   and   her   fingers   found   their   way   to   the   other   girl's   waist,   steadying   them   both   in   that   fragile   in-between   moment.   her   heart   was   thudding   in   her   ears,   louder   than   the   rustling   leaves   outside   the   window,   louder   than   anything.   cassie   tasted   like   smoke,   yes,   but   something   sweeter   lingered   underneath   it.   strawberry,   or   maybe   cherry   chapstick   she   always   wore   when   she   wasn't   thinking   anyone   was   watching.   kiara   could   feel   cassie's   nails   curling   into   her   scalp,   dragging   lightly   at   the   roots   of   her   hair,   and   it   sent   a   shiver   running   straight   down   her   spine.   her   own   hands   roamed   slowly,   uncertain   at   first,   brushing   along   cassie's   back   until   they   found   the   curve   of   her   shoulder   blade   –   familiar   from   hugs   and   drunken   side-leaning   laughter,   but   this   time   entirely   different.

her   thoughts   were   a   blur.   she   didn't   think   she   was   allowed   to   want   this.   not   with   cassie.   not   with   one   of   her   best   friends.   but   god,   did   she   want   it.   the   softness   of   her   mouth,   the   quiet   sigh   she   gave   when   kiara   kissed   her   back,   the   desperation   in   her   fingers   like   maybe   she   was   afraid   she   would   vanish   into   nothing.   kiara   paused   for   half   a   second,   forehead   resting   against   cassie's,   lips   parted,   breath   shallow.   “this   doesn't   feel   like   a   mistake,”   she   whispered,   voice   hoarse   and   rough   like   gravel.   she   didn't   mean   to   say   it   out   loud.   but   it   slipped   through.   she   didn't   pull   away.   she   didn't   want   to.   her   eyes   met   cassie's   –   half-lidded,   shimmering   with   something   deep   and   quiet   –   and   all   kiara   could   feel   was   that   same   thing   crawling   under   her   skin.   warmth.   need.   fear.   hope.   it   didn't   have   to   be   labelled   anything.   not   yet.   but   kiara   knew   one   thing   as   sure   as   she   knew   the   way   the   ocean   felt   just   before   a   storm:   she   didn't   regret   it.   not   even   a   little.

[turtlesaved]

but first, pull the string and i'll tell you that he runs

because he loves me!

independent & private & selective Cassie Howard from HBO Max's Euphoria anti sam levinson. featuring other verses from: the walking dead, riverdale, scream, stranger things ect.

©

[turtlesaved]

SUGGESTIVE STARTERS

Sentence starters that are Suggestive. Change pronouns as you see fit.

❛ I like the way you say my name. Say it again. ❜ ❛ If I sit in your lap, will you finally pay attention to me? ❜ ❛ You smell really good… is that for me? ❜ ❛ I could listen to you talk forever… but I’d rather kiss you. ❜ ❛ Your hands are so warm… can you keep them on me a little longer? ❜ ❛ You blushing is my new favorite thing. ❜ ❛ Scoot over. I’m cold and you look cozy. ❜ ❛ Do you want to come inside… or should I make it more obvious? ❜ ❛ That dress is cute. Would be cuter on my floor. ❜ ❛ I wasn’t planning on staying the night, but you're making it hard to leave. ❜ ❛ I’d offer you a drink, but I’m already intoxicating enough. ❜ ❛ Are you always this bossy, or is it just when you're turned on? ❜ ❛ Your voice does things to me. Say anything. I don’t care what. ❜ ❛ Don’t give me that look unless you’re ready to deal with the consequences. ❜ ❛ You keep acting like I won’t pin you to the wall. ❜ ❛ What if I said I’m not wearing anything underneath this? ❜ ❛ That was a dangerous thing to whisper in my ear. Do it again. ❜ ❛ I could be good, if you asked me nicely. ❜ ❛ Stop biting your lip like that. You’re making it really hard to focus. ❜ ❛ If you keep teasing me, I might have to return the favor. ❜ ❛ I want your hands on me. Now. ❜ ❛ Are you going to kiss me, or just keep looking at my mouth? ❜ ❛ Lay back. Let me take care of everything. ❜ ❛ You sound so pretty when you say my name like that. ❜ ❛ Tell me where you want me. I’ll go there. ❜ ❛ I want to hear you. Don’t hold back. ❜ ❛ Do you always sound like that when you’re this close? ❜ ❛ Look at me when I touch you. ❜ ❛ I need to feel you, not just hear you. ❜ ❛ You taste better than I imagined. ❜ ❛ We’re just cuddling… unless you want it to be more. ❜ ❛ You keep inching closer. Should I be nervous? ❜ ❛ We probably shouldn’t be doing this right now… but I want to. ❜ ❛ I can hear your heartbeat from here. Are you nervous or excited? ❜ ❛ Tell me to stop and I will. But I really don’t want to. ❜ ❛ If you want me, say it. ❜ ❛ You’re really bad at pretending you don’t want me. ❜ ❛ One bed. One blanket. And you’re shaking. ❜ ❛ You’re still thinking about last night, aren’t you? ❜ ❛ You can either keep pretending you don’t want me, or you can come here. ❜ ❛ You’re mine tonight. Say it. ❜ ❛ No one else gets to see you like this. ❜ ❛ You make such pretty noises. Don’t hide them. ❜ ❛ Don’t tease me if you’re not going to follow through. ❜ ❛ I still haven't forgotten the mess you made of me last night. ❜ ❛ You won’t be able to walk straight if you keep testing me. ❜ ❛ Let me ruin your lipstick—and everything else. ❜ ❛ I want to leave bruises where only we can see them. ❜ ❛ Say my name like that again and I swear I’ll— ❜ ❛ You begged so sweetly last time… will you beg for me again? ❜

[turtlesaved]

kiara's   lips   pressed   into   a   thin   line,   the   weight   of   sarah's   question   lingering   in   the   air   between   them.   where   would   they   go?   it   wasn't   like   they   had   a   concrete   plan   –   hell,   they   didn't   even   have   a   map.   but   something   in   her   chest   stirred,   the   part   of   her   that   refused   to   be   caged,   the   part   of   her   that   had   always   pushed   boundaries   even   when   the   world   tried   to   shove   her   back   in   place.   she   leaned   forward,   elbows   resting   on   her   knees,   their   hands   still   clasped   between   them.   the   familiar   buzz   of   adrenaline,   quiet   but   insistent,   began   humming   beneath   her   skin.   this   was   the   same   feeling   she   got   before   sneaking   out   to   the   boneyard,   before   every   reckless   decision   that   somehow   made   her   feel   more   alive.   that   wild   streak   her   parents   had   tried   so   hard   to   break   –   it   was   still   there.   it   always   would   be.   “we   figure   it   out   when   we're   out,”   she   finally   said,   her   voice   soft   but   certain.   “we   don't   need   every   step   planned   right   now.   we   just   need   the   first   one.”

her   eyes   flicked   towards   the   small,   reinforced   window   in   the   corner   of   the   dorm.   it   didn't   show   much   –   just   a   sliver   of   sky   –   but   it   was   enough.   enough   to   remind   her   that   the   world   was   still   out   there.   that   kitty   hawk   wasn't   the   end   of   the   line.   “i'm   not   saying   it's   gonna   be   easy.   but   i'd   rather   take   my   chances   out   there,   sleeping   under   a   bridge   or   hitching   rides   with   strangers,   than   rot   away   in   here   while   they   wait   for   us   to   become   versions   of   ourselves   that   don't   even   exist.”   she   turned   back   to   sarah,   the   fire   in   her   gaze   matching   the   tension   in   her   clenched   jaw.   “we're   not   broken,   sarah.   we're   not   crazy.   we're   just   not   what   they   want   us   to   be   –   and   that   scares   the   hell   out   of   them.”   a   small,   humorless   laugh   escaped   her   lips.   “let's   give   them   something   to   be   scared   of.” 

she sighed as she looked over at her friend, knowing how much she was right. she hated how kie was right, she knew how their parents were and the fact that they thought this place was going to make them all better. if anything, she felt sort of resentful towards her father and rose. she knew her nor kie deserved to be in this place, they weren't bad kids. " that's not us though.. we're not those kinds of daughters. we're not even bad enough to even be in this place. she squeezes kie's hand as she felt her grab hers. " i feel like we can get out of here, i mean we've been through enough as it is so i think we can. just question is, where are we going to go if we do get out?" she asks, trying to come up with a way to get the two of them out of this terrible place.

[turtlesaved]

MADISON BAILEY via tiktok - daniellepriano

[turtlesaved]

kiara   shifted   slightly   on   the   bed,   her   fingers   curling   into   the   blanket   as   sarah's   words   sank   in.   we   don't   deserve   to   be   here.   god,   she   knew   that.   she   felt   that   in   her   bones.   every   second   spent   in   that   cold,   clinical   place   chipped   away   at   the   fire   inside   her.   and   yet,   hearing   it   out   loud   from   sarah   –   hearing   her   friend   confirm   what   kiara   had   been   silently   screaming   in   her   own   head   –   ignited   something   that   had   been   flickering   dangerously   low.   her   brown   eyes   lifted   to   meet   sarah's,   tired   but   still   fierce   beneath   the   weight   of   betrayal   and   isolation.   “we   don't,”   she   said,   her   voice   hoarse   from   hours   of   silence   but   steady.   “this   place…   it's   not   about   helping   us.   it's   about   making   us   quiet.   easy.   the   kind   of   daughters   they   can   put   in   a   box   with   a   bow   and   show   off   at   dinner   parties.”   she   shook   her   head,   jaw   clenching   as   she   glanced   around   the   room   –   the   whitewashed   walls,   the   identical   bunks,   the   lifeless   air   that   hung   like   a   shroud.   it   was   so   far   from   the   life   she   knew,   the   one   where   freedom   came   with   ocean   air   and   greasy   takeout   on   the   bach   with   people   who   saw   her.   not   this.   not   this   prison   dressed   up   like   a   reform   school.

kiara   drew   in   a   breath,   grounding   herself   in   the   present,   in   sarah's   presence.   if   nothing   else,   they   had   each   other   now.   “we're   getting   out   of   here,”   she   murmured   with   more   conviction.   “i   don't   know   how   yet,   but   i'm   not   letting   this   place   break   me.   and   i'm   sure   as   hell   not   letting   it   break   you   either.”   her   hand   reached   for   sarah's,   a   rare   show   of   vulnerability   from   someone   who   guarded   her   emotions   like   they   were   sacred.   “they   thought   separating   us   would   fix   us.   joke's   on   them   –   we're   stronger   together.” 

she frowned as she looked at her best friend, she knew the two's parents were always a handful and all but to do this to them. the only semi plus was they were together but they were also stuck here too. she didn't understand why they had been sent here, maybe they were a handful but you don't just send your children off just like that. she sighed before walking over and sitting on the bed beside her. " i can't believe they actually went through with it." she whispers. she knew her dad and kie's parents had talked about sending them away but for them to actually do it surprised her. " i'm glad i have you here but we need to get out of here kie.. we can't stay here, we don't deserve to be here.''

[turtlesaved]

𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐬: a little assortment of sexual action prompts for rp purposes. remember to tag your usft and suggestive content. do not reblog this meme if you're under 18. add +reverse to swap the roles.

[ 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭 ] : sender is asking if they can touch receiver sexually. [ 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐲 ] : sender and receiver are having a steamy makeout session. [ 𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 ] : sender and receiver are interrupted. [ 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐞] : sender removes an article of receiver's clothing. [ 𝐞𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐫 ] : sender and receiver are having sex half-clothed. [ 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐬 ] : sender plants kisses on undressed receiver's scar/s. [ 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 ] : sender pleasures receiver with their hand/fingers. [ 𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡 ] : sender pleasures receiver with their mouth. [ 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 ] : sender and receiver are having sex for the first time. [ 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦 ] : receiver is having a wet dream about sender. [ 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐲 ] : receiver is thinking about sender when masturbating. [ 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭 ] : sender pins receiver down by the wrists during sex. [ 𝐩𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐜 ] : sender and receiver are having sex in a public place. [ 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬 ] : sender and receiver are having sex to reduce stress. [ 𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐬 ] : sender helps receiver to have an orgasm. [ 𝐛𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐭𝐬 ] : sender and receiver are having sex with no strings attached. [ 𝐫𝐞𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐨𝐧 ] : sender and receiver have sex after being apart a long time. [ 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 ] : sender and receiver are having lazy morning sex. [ 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 ] : sender and receiver are cuddling after sex. [ 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 ] : sender and receiver are trying to conceive.

[turtlesaved]

🐝  *  ―  𝑫𝑰𝑭𝑭𝑬𝑹𝑬𝑵𝑻 𝑳𝑶𝑪𝑨𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵𝑺 𝑻𝑶 𝑯𝑨𝑽𝑬 𝑺𝑬𝑿.

[ bed ] our muses have sex in a bed [ shower ] our muses have sex in a shower [ car ] our muses have sex in the back of a car / on the hood of a car [ table ] our muses have sex on a table [ whirlpool ] our muses have sex in a whirlpool [ bar ] our muses have sex at a bar [ tent ] our muses have sex in a tent in the backyard or campsite [ movie theater ] our muses have sex during a movie playing in the theater [ hotel ] our muses have sex in a hotel [ bathtub ] our muses have sex in a bathtub [ dressing room ] our muses have sex in a dressing room at a store [ kitchen counter ] our muses have sex on top of the kitchen counter [ washing machine ] our muses have sex on top of a washing machine [ office ] our muses have sex in an office [ parking lot ] our muses have sex in an empty parking lot [ elevator ] our muses have sex in an elevator [ airplane ] our muses have sex on an airplane [ public restroom ] our muses have sex in a public restroom [ beach ] our muses have sex on a beach [ sauna ] our muses have sex in a sauna [ pool ] our muses have sex in a swimming pool ( public or private ) [ ferris wheel ] our muses have sex while riding a ferris wheel [ barn ] our muses have sex in a barn [ church ] our muses have sex in a church [ cornfield ] our muses have sex in a cornfield [ boat ] our muses have sex on a boat / ship / ferry [ gym ] our muses have sex at a gym [ party ] our muses have sex at a party [ taxi ] our muses have sex in the back of a taxi / uber [ strip club ] our muses have sex in a strip club [ trampoline ] our muses have sex on top of a trampoline [ train ] our muses have sex while riding the train [ concert ] our muses have sex at a concert [ rooftop ] our muses have sex on a rooftop [ garage ] our muses have sex in a garage [ forest ] our muses have sex in a forest [ classroom ] our muses have sex in an ( empty ) classroom [ igloo ] our muses have sex in an igloo [ couch ] our muses have sex on the couch [ office chair ] our muses have sex in an office chair

[turtlesaved]