#i hope this works!! pls lmk if not

[fllthya]

OFFICE  DESK  [  ...  ]  ALEXIS  &  ADRIAN  ,  for  @brvisedknees​ .

he  was  an  attractive  man  --  that's  one  thing  for  certain.  she's  done  her  duty  of  every  girl  who  wants  the  attention  of  a  man  like  him  ..  act  out  in  class,  wear  revealing  clothing.  she  just  isn't  sure  if  it's  worked.  by  the  time  the  semester  is  nearly  over,  she's  called  into  his  office  ..  a  quiet  little  space  down  the  end  of  one  hallway,  one  that  she  wasn't  even  sure  existed  until  now.  the  meeting  went  ..  okay.  she  had  to  move  onto  his  side  of  the  desk  to  look  at  something  on  his  computer  -  a  grade  she  surely  couldn't  pass  the  class  with.  it  isn't  until  he's  behind  her,  pressing  the  bulge  in  his  pants  to  her  ass,  that  she's  finally  getting  what  she  wanted.  it  was  a  smart  move  on  her  part  to  wear  her  shortest  shorts,  she  thinks.  the  objects  on  the  desk  are  then  pushed  off  -  pathetic  whimpers  escaping  the  blondes  lips  at  the  implications  of  what's  to  come."  sir  --  i  really  don't  think  this  is  -"  another  moan,  pressing  back  against  his  hard  cock.  "i  really  don't  think  this  is  appropriate.."  doesn't  mean  it  isn't  one  of  her  biggest  fantasies.

[gatoburr0]

"Light the fires and let us dance deep into the night!"

Took maybe two days to finish? can't rember help.

Well, the lambs belong to: (clockwise, starting on 12). CryptidInkz, @rubyceazar, totodile_tearz, @medys-space, @meowyrm, @yukinabushido, @jazzy-art-time, ItzYaBoiiKrowzz, OncePureVessel, EldritchNB, G0TH1XX_ (love ur style), GUARDTEN, LovelyLonely (the last two are also from LovelyLonely).

[emily-mooon]

Hey remember when I said I’d make a 16 song playlist for Jonathan that has angst in it? Well guess what folks! After months of not touching it, I finally finished it today! Here it is:

Hope you enjoy!

[daddysropepuppy]

puppy whines n woofs :3

this audio was too big for tumblr :( so i made a soundgasm acc :)

[milesbellingham]

CLOSED STARTER FOR @acevedohadid LOCATION: Miles' House – Masonboro

"The team sent me this new car, you've got to take a look at this, mate. I've also got to mention that I believe I'm adjusting quite effortlessly to driving on the left side rather than right." A bright grin was already playing on his features with the mere anticipation of Rio's reaction as he led his friend into the garage that stored the latest Mercedes-AMG GT Black Series vehicle. It wasn't every day that Miles found genuine friendships with people outside of his motorsport career who not only took interest in the cars, but found it as exhilarating as he did. "It's no comparison to the real racing car, but it is one of the fastest ultra-high-performance hypercars that is legal for road-driving in America. Speaking of which, that's another thing I'm having a difficult time assimilating to. Why all the strange driving rules?"

[coffee-in-that-nebula]

Your fav Greek trekkie Tumblerina is gonna write some fanfiction today

[whskyneat]

@evcrlasting 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫 <3 based on this ! (but he's the bartender)

IT'S her again, Noah realizes with a wry grin. She's become a regular at this point, but each time with a different date. He doesn't know much but judging by how the servers have started placing bets, Noah feels like it's interesting enough to put a stake in. Normally bartenders aren't meant to take the orders straight from the table but seeing as how they're understaffed, he's forced to do so. The tips are good at least. "Good evening. Your waiter has informed me that you're ready for your drink orders," Noah shoots her a smirk, a 'nice to see you again' without drawing too much attention from her companion. "Would you like to see the wine list or are the cocktails on the menu more your choosing?"

[capricores]

wowow i thought this post would only get a couple notes but it seems you guys liked it?! i'm so happy!!! would anyone be interested in more posts of this kind of advice/tips style??

in general, if anyone has any specific post requests, topics/planets/etc you'd like talked about, please let me know!! i'm gonna try to be more active 🥺

[morguewritten]

❝ oh god... ── what now ?? ❞ faye rolled her eyes, as she pulled her book to her chest, same eyes looking the blonde up and down. nose wrinkled in distaste before she snarled, ❝ whatever you think i did ── i didn't... maybe ask princess diana ?? i'm sure she knows, just like she knows everything !! ❞

@ellyxyeur / liked this for a starter !!

[sunchases]

"i actually have to drive to pick up a foster a few cities over ... it's gonna be a few hours each way and i'm all out of audiobooks, so .. do you have any recommendations for keeping myself entertained during the drive?" harper looks hopeful, not one to enjoy long drives by himself. / @mndstom liked for a starter.

[michellexyoon]

WITH: @georgie-abhrams LOCATION: georgie's pool house

Suitcase in tow, the second she’d stepped foot in Georgia, she knew exactly where she was going. Amid the chaos that was her divorce, plans to travel to New Orleans had fallen through. Rather, they’d never been made. But she refused to let her ex-husband dictate how she spent her birthday. The ticket for February 29 was cancelled. Because instead of spending March 1 with her best friends, Michelle had sat across the table from a spiteful son of a bitch that she’d once called the most magnificent love of her life. Happy fucking birthday, Shelly.

It wasn’t her parents that Michelle sought out as she made her way back to Covington. No, she went straight to the Abhrams estate, straight to the friend whose birthday was close enough to hers that it felt like together, they could compensate for how shitty her own had been. Yet she’d found the house empty when she let herself in. Clearly Georgie wasn’t back and though she drifted off to sleep watching the door, she heard no key turn throughout the evening.

It was well past noon when Michelle finally awoke, once again finding no traces of Georgie. She nearly pulled out her phone to ask if she was dead and if so, why the hell she didn’t take Michelle with her. But the doorknob turned, and Michelle, who’d helped herself to breakfast ( or lunch in this case ), turned to face her friend. “You’re early. Don’t tell me you celebrated with bad sex.” Michelle's tone was blasé, as though it was completely normal that she would be here, considering she had dropped in unannounced. “I am vindictive and would wish that on someone else if they weren’t here to welcome me, but never on you.”

[rosicheeks]

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[ensuists]

@un1awful ✯ s.c.

Slender fingers trail the rim of his drink, glancing at the private investigator seated across the table. ❝ Mm, alright, so, ❞ Ryouta starts off with a tilt of his head, slowly lifting his glass up to give the alcohol inside a good swish. ❝ Your services come highly recommended, so I figured I'd give you a shot since the MORONS I hired before you are utterly useless. Money's no issue and I'll even give you a cushy little bonus since you have such a PRETTY face, provided you can do exactly what I need. ❞ A pause, raising his brows at the other as he takes a sip of his drink. ❝ Think you're up for the challenge, darling?? ❞

[sacredpit]

↳               ❛ you gonna be a good boy for me ? ❜

     sender :   @wiitchtime      /     source :   prompted     /     status :   open .

    the indelicate inquiry cuts through kakyoin’s composure ,   though only shallowly ,   evidenced solely through the halt of blinking eyes   &   the curious parting of sealed lips .   bright lavenders then raise to survey the subject placed across from him ,   her unaltered air of   confidence   wordlessly clarifying that her utterance had been in every way intentional ;   confirmation to what he’d already believed to be the case .

many bizarre things have been said to him on the job   ━━━━   the unpredictable diversity of his encounters is a premier aspect of what makes field work   thrilling ,   rival to only the adrenaline rush of combat .   but her question is unsettling in a manner   exceedingly specific ;   similar words had once been strung together   &   draped over him to elicit a reaction ,   sailing smoothly along an imperious tone all but   identical   to that in which she had just addressed him ,   albeit a taste for carnage doesn’t seem as evident upon her tongue .   

despite this ,   the images of his past flashing across his eyelids serve to remind him of   why he is here ,   rather than dredging up fears long conquered .   he is not the person he was when he first encountered dio ,   &   he hasn’t been so pathetic a creature since he faced him for the final time amid the modernity of an ancient land .   thus ,   the fact that she’d managed to sound like   him   intentionally or otherwise is more   grating   than it is distressing .

“   is that meant to be some kind of condition for you to offer information ,   ”   kakyoin starts ,   quirking a roseate brow behind his glasses ,   “   or are you making formalities ,   miss ??   ”   there’s a roundness to his tone that equips his curiosity with authenticity ,   but it exists inside the sharpness of polished intellect ,   wit .   “   either way ,   as intrigued as i am by your story   &   your connection to dio ,   i resolve to behave in whatever manner i see fit .   ”

[kikiyo]

⤳   @sunpire​​​​, asked:     ‹ can you give me more than a warning? ›

" I've already overstayed my welcome. " A decidedly un-welcome, in this case, perhaps; not for the reasons another of her kind might usually dislike her visit (she played not the red hand of death in this instance), but instead for the information she carried along with her. A warning of a murmur overheard in the next town over that betrayed a burgeoning suspicion of just what went down in Pearl's home for the wayward. She stood, straightening her posture as she slid her gaze towards the other, a steady and unblinking resolve. " I doubt there's much more I can offer you, I can't help. There's nothing of substance I might give you save not to kill off whatever creature in your care is spurring talk, " though her tone is a serious thing, heavy on her lips as she speaks low and resolute, there is just a moment of lightheartedness to her final words, paired with a juxtaposing smile, subtle in its appearance. She's trying to be more human, these days; hand over heart. The smile drops as she drags her stare across the home, senses keen to its occupants. " How many are there, currently? "

[sonetcs]

closed starter for: @chvllipprz | ranveer ambani

location: ranveer's place

"i've got a little bit of everything," she says with a smile, placing a bag brimming with assorted items on the table. "i even brought a bust-head mannequin because tonight, i'm on a mission to teach you the art of mastering various hairstyles." as she speaks, she unveils a box filled with an array of essentials – hair ties, elastics, scrunchies, hairpins, gel, a comb, and practically everything ranveer might require. "let's kick things off with a basic ponytail, so don't worry, you'll make it through unscathed," she reassures him, enthusiasm evident in her voice.