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❥      NON - SEXUAL   ACTS   OF   DOMINANCE . 

feel free to edit or elaborate as you please .   ( add  ‘ reverse ‘  to your message if you’d like to see how my muse would perform the action ) . otherwise , send in one of these for my muse’s reaction to   …

[ lit ]  your muse lighting a cigarette , spliff , etc. for mine . 

[ order ]  your muse ordering for mine at a restaurant or bar .

[ guide ]  your muse putting a hand on mine’s back to lead them .

[ pay ]  your muse paying for mine at a store , bar , restaurant , etc . ( you can specify where or for what . )

[ open ]  your muse opening a door for mine .

[ dry ]  your muse drying mine off with a towel after a shower , bath , swimming , etc . 

[ instruct ]  your muse giving mine instructions / telling them what to do . 

[ groom ]  your muse adjusting mine’s appearance , such as straightening a tie , fixing their hair , or buttoning their shirt for them , etc . 

[ direct ]  your muse taking mine by the chin and telling them to look yours in the eye .

[ disagree ]  your muse sternly telling mine  ‘ no ‘ .

[ rest ]  your muse resting their arm over mine’s shoulder / s .

[ clean ]  your muse cleaning a smudge of something off mine’s cheek , forehead , etc .   feel free to specify what and how . 

[ answer ]  your muse answering a question meant for mine . 

[ coat ]   your muse holds mine’s coat out for them while they put it on .

[ pilot ]  your muse taking mine by the arm , hand , shoulder , etc . to lead them . 

[ stare ]  your muse staring mine down . 

[ placement ]  your muse telling mine to sit down .

[ teach ]  your muse taking control of mine’s hand , arm , hips , etc . to make sure they do something correctly .  

[ patience ]  your muse telling mine to be patient .

[ tears ]  your muse wiping away mine’s tears .

[ swat ]  your muse swatting mine’s hand away from something they’re not supposed to touch .  

[ jewelry  ]  your muse clasping a piece of jewelry for mine , such as a necklace , or earrings . 

[ enough ]  your muse commanding mine to stop talking . 

[ retrieve ]  your muse requesting or ordering mine to retrieve them something .

[ invite ]  your muse inviting mine to sit on their lap .

[ lean ]  your muse inviting mine to lean into their side while they’re sitting or laying together . 

[ calm ]   your muse telling mine to  ‘ just breathe ‘ .

[ scold ]  your muse scolding mine for something .

[ comfort ]  your muse pulling mine into a reassuring hug .

[ approval ]  your muse complimenting mine on a choice they’ve made .

[ beckon ]  your muse beckoning mine to them without speaking . 

[ laces ]  your muse lacing , tying , or zipping something for mine , such as shoes , a dress , or a jacket , etc .

[ stay ]  your muse telling mine to stay in the car . 

[ defend ]  your muse defending mine’s reputation , dignity , or safety for them . 

[ feed ]  your muse feeding mine something , feel free to specify what .

[ volume ]  your muse demanding mine speak louder .

[ read ]  your muse reading something to mine .

[ refill ]  your muse refilling mine’s glass for them . 

[ possessive ]  your muse resting their hand on mine’s leg or the small of their back while they’re sitting beside each other . 

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...I really miss Wayne. Would anyone want to play?

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THE GOOD NEWS JUST KEEPS ON COMING. I CAN’T WAIT TO SEE TH IS SHOW FOR THE FIRST TIME

[Image description: a tweet from Broadway.com that reads “Broadway’s @BandstandBway, starring @NapOnACott & @LauraOsnes, will arrive in cinemas! Followed by a picture of Laura Osnes and Corey Cott in Bandstand]

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Wayne’s mind raced. All he could see was the transfer of bacteria from the can to her skin. “It may be your fault, but we need to fix you up before you get tetanus, Ms. Callaghan.” There had to be something around here they could get her cleaned up with. His eyes went back and forth, back and forth, looking for something, trying to conceal his worry.  

“See, this is why you don’t keep sharp objects laying around.”

“I know, Mr. Wright,” Mairead said, not meaning to come across as irritated, but, perhaps that was how she sounded to the former Marine. In all fairness, the “sharp object” in this case was the lid of a tin can, which, while it had cut her, was hardly enough to seriously injure Mairead. It was something easily dealt with– a little soap and warm water, followed by a cloth bandage from the box on top of the cupboard fixed it easy enough. “It’s my fault.”

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“ It’s nothing. I’m fine! “

“And I’ll believe you as soon as your face stops bleeding,” Wayne said with a disgusted look on his face. “Go put your head over the sink, while I get you some ice.” She had gotten in a fight again and decided to run to him instead of her girlfriend. “What did they say this time?”

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Send ‘a moment of weakness’

and the generated outcome will be used for a small drabble scenario or starter. { tw violence, possible noncon/dubcon implications, nsfw }

Your muse is emotionally compromised and breaking down.

My muse is emotionally compromised and breaking down.

Your muse is smashed drunk and incoherent.

My muse is completely drunk and incoherent.

Your muse is tied up (how and why is up to the mun)

My muse is all tied up (how and why is up to the mun)

Your muse is surrounded by thugs up to no good and mine happens to pass by.

My muse is surrounded by thugs up to no good and yours happens upon this.

Your muse is having a vivid nightmare and is shouting out brokenly.

My muse is having a vivid nightmare and is crying out in their sleep.

Your muse has been drugged with a aphrodisiac and is out of it, needing release.

My muse has been drugged with a aphrodisiac and is in a haze, needing release.

Your muse is being beat up by mine, something your muse did must of been the last straw.

My muse is being beat up by yours, something they did must of been the last straw.

Your muse is being kept hostage and mine has just rescued them.

My muse is kidnapped and yours has just rescued them.

Your muse has been beaten badly and is in bad shape, mine happens to find them.

My muse is been beaten badly and is in bad shape, yours finds mine in this state.

Your muse falls very ill and continues activities even if they seem on the verge of passing out.

My muse is sick and continues daily routine even though they seem on the verge of passing out.

Your muse is in a frightened or nervous state (why is up to the mun)

My muse is in a frightened or nervous state (why is up to the mun)

Your muse is being punished by mine.

My muse is being punished by yours.

Your muse is temporarily blind.

My muse is temporarily blind.

Your muse has suddenly sprained an ankle and can’t walk.

My muse has suddenly sprained an ankle and can’t walk.

Your muse has blackmail over mine.

My muse has blackmail over yours.

Your muse catches mine naked.

My muse catches yours naked.

Mun chooses.

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“Tea,” he said soflty, just on the cusp of breaking down down. Seeing her baby bump made his heart ache. His family had been taken, and he didn’t want that pain to be inflicted on anyone else. “Chamomile? Steep for three minutes?” There was a comfort in routine at least. He didn’t know how to handle things any other way.

A moment of weakness (love to see some wayne&katherine in my life)

A Moment of Weakness 

1: Your muse is emotionally compromised and breaking down.

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Katherine sat beside Wayne, her hands twisting in her lap. There was nothing she could do, nothing that might soothe Wayne or mend his marriage or family.  She feared touching him would only make him worse. She was an outsider with no hope of getting in.

“Let me…let me do something,” Katherine pleaded. “Tell me what I can do to help. I can make tea, I can leave you alone for a while, whatever you want.”

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Wayne nodded, looking at her gently. “Okay, kid. That’s okay. Can you follow my breathing?” It was something one of the nurses at the VA had taught him. He didn’t really understand why, but following someone else’s breathing helped when he felt lost.

"You're okay."

Jack shook her head. She wasn’t okay- she knew she wasn’t okay. She could hear Wayne’s voice, trying to calm her down, and she wanted to listen to it, and calm down, but her body wouldn’t let her.@cleanmarinetrombone

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“Jack. Jack, come back to me, kid.” They all had days like these. When the war just wouldn’t go away. It stayed in their heads and made life hell over and over again. “Where are you?”

"You're okay."

Jack shook her head. She wasn’t okay- she knew she wasn’t okay. She could hear Wayne’s voice, trying to calm her down, and she wanted to listen to it, and calm down, but her body wouldn’t let her.@cleanmarinetrombone

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“Donny, I can barely make it through a set without cleaning my trombone six times. I can’t do this to you all.’ He was getting worse. He couldn’t stand to be the downfall of the band. “I don’t want to ruin this for you all.”

"I’m a liability."

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“No,” Donny said firmly. “The band needs ya. I’m not listenin’ to any of this resigning bullshit.”

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SENTENCE STARTERS (life-threatening/dangerous situations)

“ Thank you, but I could’ve done it myself somehow. “ “ I seriously don’t know what I would’ve done without you … “ “ So, that’s your thing, huh? Risking your life saving strangers? “ “ That was close! “ “ Do you realize how crazy that was? You could’ve get yourself hurt! “ “ That was fun! Let’s do it again sometime! “ “ There’s no way I’m going back in there! “ “ Wait! You can’t just leave me like this! “ “ It hurts… P-please… just make it end… “ “ I thought I’d never see you again! “ “ Thank god, you’re alive! “ “ I thought you were dead! “ “ You! Don’t you EVER do that again! “ “ Why are you still here? “ “ Just leave already … “ “ Can we please just keep moving? “ “ Why are you always so damn stubborn? “ “ And that’s exactly the kind of attitude, that’s going to get you/us killed. “ “ I don’t want to say I’ve told you so but … I kinda did. “ “ Don’t you remember? “ “ What happened? You look awful! “ “ Would you please just let me take a closer look? “ “ It’s nothing. I’m fine! “ “ Take it off! I can’t help you, if I can’t see it. “ “ We’re going to die. Simple as that. “ “ Just… stay still! It won’t take long. “ “ This might hurt a little… “ “ Please don’t die on me! “ “ Get it off your mind! I’m not leaving you behind! “ “ Don’t move! I’m going to get help! “ “ So, I guess that’s it. There’s no way out of here. “ “ We’re stuck! Give it up already! “ “ We’ll find a way. We always do. “ “ WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING?! “ “ Please tell me that’s not your blood! “ “ You’re bleeding! “

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betterthansinatra

Mother of God. Donny wasn’t like this when he was drunk, was he?

“Your eyes are trickin’ you. You’re just dizzy,” Donny said. “Come on, let’s keep walking.”

“Okay,” he said wobbling forward. “Just don’t let me fall, yeah?”

-hugging the floor- ❝I’m trying to stop the floor from spinning.❞

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“All right, buddy.” Was Wayne dying? That was the only explanation for why he was suddenly cool with getting filthy.

“Let’s–come on. Let’s get you into a chair.”

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“All right, all right.” Donny heaved him onto his shoulders. “Focus on lookin’ straight ahead of you, okay?” He’d need to have a word with Davy. Clearly their friend could hardly handle any alcohol.

“Mm-hm!” he hummed enthusiastically, looking on the spot of floor right in front of his feet. Wearily he took a step forward. “The grounds moving, but my foot is staying still?” Wayne asked, slightly confused. How was he still standing?”

-hugging the floor- ❝I’m trying to stop the floor from spinning.❞

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“All right, buddy.” Was Wayne dying? That was the only explanation for why he was suddenly cool with getting filthy.

“Let’s–come on. Let’s get you into a chair.”

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“It keeps moving when I try to stand up,” Wayne said, leaning into Donny. He was far too gone from the tequila to worry about contamination. “See it’s all wobbly,” he said, motioning at the floor. 

-hugging the floor- ❝I’m trying to stop the floor from spinning.❞

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“All right, buddy.” Was Wayne dying? That was the only explanation for why he was suddenly cool with getting filthy.

“Let’s–come on. Let’s get you into a chair.”

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“Yes, I took medicine.”

“Good.” His small friend from Liberty was looking quite pale tonight. “Do you need me to ask Darcy if he’ll take you home? You look like you could use the rest.”

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Wayne shook his head. Alice? Why was she coming? She had made it pretty clear that she didn’t want anything to do with his constant schedules the last time she had seen him. Oh right. The kids. “Are Grady and Em okay?” He didn’t want to contaminate them. He couldn’t.

“You’re sure I’m sick? ‘Cause I feel fine.”

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“I is pretty sure you’re sick, Wayne, seein’ as ya just collapsed.” Jack was eying his friend carefully checking for any sign that he might have hurt himself when he hit the ground.

“Alice is gettin’ ya some water.”

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betterthansinatra

He laughed humorlessly. “Fair enough. I promise I’m all right. And I’ll stay on the other side of the room from you, if it keeps ya focused.”

Mrs. Adams said it was the hard work that made him fall ill so often, that he should take a rest every once in a while. Gee, she and Wayne would get along swell.

Wayne bit his lip. It wasn’t perfect, but it would work okay. “Fine, but if you start feeling feverish, you’re going home. Don’t need the whole band sick this week.”

“Stop thinking so loud; my head hurts.” (betterthansinatra)

“Donny, what I have said about coming to rehearsal sick?” Wayne asked, somewhat annoyed. Sure he wasn’t the band leader, and maybe he should have a little more compassion but they had three gigs this week. One member being sick they could deal with. But a whole band was another thing. “Go home and go to bed.”

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