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HEY HI HELLO I'M ALIVE !!! sorry for the disappearing act again, i've been a sad sack lately and the writing motivation has just not been there. decided i'm forcibly pulling myself out of the funk today so i'm gonna work on replies and maaaaybe post a few lil starters later? if people still love me. ANYWAY i missed u dirty nerds xoxo

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“ A devoted father helps two stranded young women who knock on his door, but his kind gesture turns into a dangerous seduction and a deadly game of cat and mouse. EN “ - Imdb description.

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SHAY MITCHELL’s wardrobe in DOLLFACE (2022)

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friendly reminder that you should read everyone's rules before interacting, particularly if the first thing you say is going to be a dead giveaway that you didn't even skim them over and pretend to care. <3

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By the time his fingertip touched her lips, the man was a goner. James let out a low breath, moving closer as his free hand eagerly found her hip. "Farrah," her name left him in a desperate breath while his cock hardened in her grasp as if on demand. He was already backing her towards his desk, mind reeling over the fact that this was actually even happening. It was a moment he'd imagined more times than he cared to admit. So many late nights in this office before he went to see Farrah, attempts at releasing some of the tension the young woman forever kept coiled deep inside him. But now she was real beneath his grasp, as was evident by the way his fingertips dug into the skin of her hip when her body met the desk behind her. Was it the smart thing? Of fucking course not. But as with every other time Farrah was in is sights, anything else that usually mattered simply...didn't. If she was real and she was here, finally offering herself on a silver platter the way he'd fantasized about so many times, there was no world where James had the strength to turn her away. He could deal with the consequences later. The hand she previously held moved to curve around her jaw, his forehead brushing hers as he let out a shaking breath. "God, Farrah, don't tease me," he pleaded a breath away from her lips, sliding his other hand beneath her cute little top to drag his fingers over her skin. "I don't think I could take it."

His rebuttal had happened like clockwork, so predictable that the blonde couldn't help the smugness that layered her features, angling her head to the side. She wondered whether there was some deeply repressed urge to implode his lifestyle that kept him from sending her on her way. It couldn't possibly be a result of her prowess alone. No man would give away his life so freely for sex. Perhaps, he hated his job, and resented his family, and Farrah offered freedom. She should have felt worse, but somehow being someones vice had sourced her with a sense of ego that bordered on maniacal, and it was about much more than the constant stream of income he no doubt squandered on her at their weekly 'meetings'. What was she doing here? The question lingered, and soft laughter purred from her lips as he, the kicked puppy, asked if it were a threat. It was far more than that. Watching him on the surveillance tape her landlord had provided ignited something inside of her that she wasn't sure she had been capable of feeling, and she had to act on it. It consumed her. "Back off? No, silly..." The pretty femme captured his hand, guiding his index finger to be nipped at playfully. "I just came to let you know, I wanna play, too." Wide orbs exuded the dedication to her promise, excited by the prospect of beating him at his own game. Aroused by it, even. And she made that clear as her palm moved to stroke him purposefully through his trousers, the adrenaline coursing through her body migrating quickly to her panty clad core. Her boyfriend felt like a blip on her mind, barely registering her infidelity. "So..." Voice lowered. "You wanna play with me, Jamie?"

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To say that she was wholly unprepared to defend herself when this thing had started would be an understatement. It hadn't taken long at all before Wendy was alone, starving, hanging by a thread, and Ford had taken her under his wing. She likely wouldn't even still be alive if it weren't for him. So maybe it was a little bit of savior transference, maybe it was a little bit of 'last people on earth' desperation, maybe it was a little bit of both. But whatever it was found her beneath his threadbare blanket, finally wearing the lacy black bra and panty set she'd been coveting at the bottom of her bag — a piece of her former life she'd refused to let go of. Wendy sat up in his 'bed', skin heating in shame at his less than warm reaction. "Or something." the girl answered honestly before swinging her legs off the edge but still making no move to leave. "Don't you miss it?" she asked softly, hands smoothing the blanket over her lap.

open starter for w/nb muses plot: apocalypse verse, zombie or otherwise. ford has taken your muse in and they've been working together but the loneliness is setting in for the both of them... so your muse is trying to take care of that.

"what the fuck are you doing?" ford hesitated in the doorway, averting his gaze from the half naked figure sprawled out on the worn bedsheets of the cot he'd been sleeping in. instantly his cheeks began to hear up, skin flushing with embarrassment at how quickly his body seemed to react to seeing them this way. "you fuckin' with me or something? 'cause it ain't funny."

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( closed : @thursdaygrl ) ( based )

This was the third time this week that she'd shown up with a bag full of ingredients, determined to get a good homecooked meal in him. Apparently it was blasphemous that he lived on TV dinners and take-out — and while he'd never complain about a good meal, Javi wasn't quite sure what to make of the young woman's sudden ( and apparently consistent ) presence in his life. All he knew for sure was that it wasn't...entirely unwelcome. He was watching her bustle around the kitchen, already acquainted with most of it, only casting his eyes away when she caught him staring, a questioning look in her gaze. "Sorry – still not quite used to having guests."

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ZENDAYA for Bulgari’s latest campaign ‘Unexpected Wonders’

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Tom Glynn-Carney Reacts To House of the Dragon | Three Scenes with Tom & Ewan

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LIKE THIS for a short & sweet ( or short and spicy winkwink ) starter! I'll probably poke around your wishlist for inspo !!!

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ELLA PURNELL as JACKIE TAYLOR Yellowjackets | 1x01 “Pilot”

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Joseph Quinn and Maya Hawke as Eddie Munson and Robin Buckley bts of Stranger Things

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NATALIA DYER AS NANCY WHEELER STRANGER THINGS, 02.04 - “Will the Wise”

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DREW STARKEY as TREVOR in HELLRAISER (2022) dir. DAVID BRUCKNER

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The taunt in his voice wasn't entirely unlike the tone his father used, and Aurora's body betrayed her by responding accordingly. Heat shot down her spine, pulsing between her thighs right along with the humiliation. This was exactly why she did her best to avoid Bud at all costs whenever he did his unexpected drop-ins. He had a way about him, not unlike his father, that managed to get under her skin. But where Colt excited the young woman, Bud set her on edge. She didn't like that half the things he said had her skin blushing crimson, she didn't like how comfortable he was eyeballing her like she was something to eat, and she really didn't like the way that, deep down, she secretly liked the attention. "Worth it?" she parroted incredulously before letting an exasperated little groan. "Bud, please, I just need you to—" The request died on her lips with a gasp as her knees were nudged apart with a heavy boot. Eyes wide as saucers, breath caught in her throat, Aurora began to realize the implications of the fact that she was utterly at this man's mercy. He had to just be messing with her, right? He wouldn't actually dare do anything. No sooner had the thought entered her mind before Bud took it upon himself to prove her wrong. The sudden sensation of the frosty liquid between her spread thighs had her clit thrumming to life, and a shocked but unmistakable moan escaped before she could stop herself. "What did you — what are you doing?!" she cried out breathlessly as her body battled between arousal and panic.

"C-C-Can I help you?" The brunette cooed, torturous in his plight to be an asshole wherever possible. He couldn't deny that his jealousy played a factor. Not only was his dad a piece of shit in his eyes, but he also happened to be fucking ancient, and who did he think he was taking some of the only hot piece of ass to grace their shitty little town in years? "I mean, it'd be a real shame to ruin the view, don't you think? Got a damn ass like a playboy bunny...How're you gonna make it worth it?" Short of letting him shoot his rope down the recess of her throat, he couldn't think of anything worth sabotaging such an idyllic scene. Standing, he moved to grab himself a beer, chucking the toothpick in the sink as he passed, and using the buckle of his belt to crack off the bottlecap. Long swig followed, and he observed the arch of her back with a low and slow whistle. "God damn..." Under his breath, was followed by the tip of his boot gently kicking apart her knees. Jeans were getting more uncomfortable by the second. It was then, that inspiration hit, and Bud ever so slightly tipped his bottle, aiming the cold liquid just right in order to let it hit her inviting fabric clad pussy, admiring the newfound transparency of the material. "Whoops..."

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Billy Hargrove lipsssss 🫠 and his goddamn smile

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PEDRO PASCAL in THE UNBEARABLE WEIGHT OF MASSIVE TALENT - BTS