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[manslaught]

brittany's going to be severely fucking disappointed in her if she knew that this is where mikayla decided to go at the end of her date— and yet, mikayla can't find it in herself to care as she stands in front of @ladyintree's door, a box of food from the restaurant in her hand. she never actually confirmed she'd be coming over, but tai made it pretty clear the day before that she wanted her to, so mikayla just hopes she's not intruding, that tai actually meant it. when tai answers the door, mikayla doesn't let herself smile, not wanting to seem too eager to see her, biting down on the inside of her cheek to stop herself. “ hi. ”

[rt0001]

❛ huuuh? what? sorry, it's past my working hours so i actually can't respond to anything until tomorrow. be sure to send any inquires to vice - captain hasegawa, thank you. ❜ translation: the video game in his hands takes precedent over anything she has to tell him, and he won't pay attention until the level is cleared.

@youthblooms

[snnydcysarchh]

@m0bhit liked for a starter

“we  keep  getting  shot  at.  we  were  in  a  car  accident  not  too  long  ago.”  sonny  stared  at  her  bodyguard  which  such  seriousness  in  her  eyes.  “are  you  going  to  keep  pretending  you  don't  know  what's  going  on  or  are  you  going  to  tell  me  the  truth?”

[greatcstarcherarchh]

short starter

“who  needs  a  whole  utensil  set  when  you  live  alone?  my  one  spoon,  fork,  knife,  plate,  cup,  and  bowl  are  all  i  need.  plus,  that  shit  is  expensive.”  kate…..you're  rich.

[allevilsarc]

[  CHOKE  ] ;  the sender chokes the receiver.  // from murdoc @contrariian

there's a sharp gasp that falls from lucy's mouth, her lips turning down into some sort of grimace as the back of her head bounces off the wall. he should be crying in pain, but instead, his eyes burn when they fixate on murdoc, his teeth bared in some way to be frightening. she's aware he could snap her neck-- the idea of it causes her blood to boil. in truth, she wants to push him farther and farther, wants to see how far he's willing to take it. " you fucking prick. " it's rough, spit dripping from the corner of her mouth. " picking on a helpless woman? deciding to choke her? you're such a big man, hm? "

it's a dare, really. he can take a lot more than he looks.

[allevils]

❛  i want to tie you up later and have my way with you.  ❜ - with gideon :) @anithikos

there's a soft laugh that falls from red lips, her body gently resting in gideon's lap. lucy's fingers play gently at his tie, her tongue rubbing against her bottom lip. " yeah? do you really think you're brave enough to do that? " lucy's tone is coy, his eyes turning up to look at gideon. " what? does your wife not like to play rough so you have to come my way? "

another laugh, just as soft. " if you did tie me up, what would you do to me, hm? this is a very safe space for you to tell me all your filthiest thoughts and desires. i'm all ears, baby. "

[werexcat]

continued from [ 🪢 ]with @as-above-rp's Kairi!

At this point, all Gabriel wanted to do was rest, but he sure picked a helluva spot to attempt to rest. Thing was, he couldn't take another stop as worn out as he was, so he was stuck with slowly moving past all of the taken benches, growing more frustrated by the moment.

FUCK, why were there so many people around h--

There was moment out of the corner of his eye--not once, but twice--before a soft voice spoke up.

Blinking, green eyes fell upon a blonde haired woman who was must've been making a space for him because her bag was sitting in her lap. He glanced around for a moment--was she talking to him?--before weighing his chances.

She wouldn't mind if he sat next to her?? He didn't have to trust her. He just ... just had to sit next to her for a bit and then he could move on once he'd rested.

"...Fine. There's too many people around here." It'd probably be another mile or so before he found somewhere decent anyway, and with a few more steps, he took a seat, trying not to too close to her even though he was sitting right next to her.

[inheritsnothing]

43﹕ sender  kicks  receiver’s  shin  beneath  a  table . / @tymptir - Gwayne

"and might i add that gwayne is still an eligible b--" the foot hits him in the shin under the table, and otto must blink twice to keep himself from visibly reacting to the pain. he clears his throat. "excuse me." and he turns his gaze to his youngest son, eying him dangerously. "what i was saying is that gwayne is still an eligible young bachelor... it would do him well to have a wife." his eyes squint at the him briefly before otto reaches to rub his knee under the table, trying to ease the pain. ohhhh, he will be having a very stern conversation with his son after dinner, mark his words.

[manslaught]

“ i can't believe he's wearing a fucking polo to his own wedding. ” she scoffs, chin resting in her hand as she watches asher from across the room, mostly because focusing on him feels less dangerous than focusing on @ladyintree. even when she asked her, mikayla knew that being here with her would be difficult— because of course she keeps thinking back to their own wedding, but every time she does, she has to remind herself that that was stupid, that it clearly only happened because they had nothing else to do while they were out there. still, every time she so much as glances in tai's direction, she's overwhelmed with both butterflies and an ache in her chest, an exhausting combination of feelings.

“ at least jaymee looks cute. and aj, obviously. ” she resists the urge to point out that it's mostly because she did her hair, but she tries to be modest for once, leaving that part out. mikayla almost leaves it at that, but she offers one second long glance in tai's direction, annoyed for the millionth time all day by how good she looks, so she deflects, smirking slightly. “ —and patience, ” she adds, only because she's noticed how irritated tai's seemed by the time they've been spending together, although all of it's been innocent.

[uruuk]

[ BEG ]:  sender  begs  receiver  to  touch  /  fuck  them.

MANACLES SHACKLE PORCELAIN WRIST TO BULKY SEAT AT THE OPPOSITE TABLE HEAD. SURFACE IS STREWN WITH A SPREAD OF FOOD CURATED BY HIS URUK WOMEN, WHICH WAS CERTAINLY FIT FOR AN ELF OF HER CALIBRE. certainly, something of which he would not normally partake. SATISFIED WITH WHATEVER HE'S GIVEN. at the very least prepared with the adoration his daughters and sons carry for him. MORE-LESS A MEANS OF KEEPING HIMSELF AT STRENGTH, AS HE FINDS IT A DISTRACTION TO TAKE TOO MUCH PLEASURE IN SUCH NECESSITIES.

HE HAD BEEN SATISFIED TO SEE HER PARTAKE, and once the meal was over, he perhaps wished it was not. SHE HAD COME TO HIM, INTO CHAINS, FROM THE CLUTCHES OF SAURON HIMSELF. HE WHO DESPITE HER TORMENT, REMAINS MAIRON IN HER MIND. SOMETHING OF WHICH HE KNOWS TOO WELL. the attempt that once felt in vain, to separate THE DECEIVER, FROM THE ADORED HE PRESENTED HIMSELF TO BE. who burrowed his way deep into your mind until you worshipped none other. WHO INFECTED THEM AND LIED TO THEM. IMPLANTED SUCH LOVE AS NOBODY COULD HAVE EVER IMAGINED, ONLY FOR THEM TO REALIZE THAT IT WAS NEVER TRULY REAL.

NEVER HAD HE EXPECTED, THAT LUMBERING FORTH TO CLASP HAND WITH HIS OWN . . . that when shackle slid from her, she would reach out WITH A WHIP-CRACK OF HER OPPOSITE HAND, TO GRIP HIS WRIST. his chin flicking upward along with his steel eyes, WITH A MOMENT OF PANIC PASSING QUICKLY THROUGHOUT HIS STILL FORM. her doe-eyes plead, while they stare up at him. THE CLANGING OF THE MANACLE FALLING TO THE FLOOR AS SHE STANDS UP MOMENTARILY FILLING THE TENT. STEPPING CLOSE TO HIM, EVEN AS HIS BROWS INCH INWARD IN SURPRISE.

BRACING HIMSELF, SHE NEARLY HANGS FROM HIS ARM. the two bathed in fire-light, AND THE SMELL OF CHARRED CHICKEN SKIN AND TART CRANBERRIES SHARPLY HANGING IN THE AIR. BEGGING, PLEADING FOR HIS AFFECTION. FOR HIM TO REPLACE THE MEMORIES OF SAURON AND THE IMPRINT HE LEFT INSIDE HER AND UPON HER SKIN. TO GIFT HER WITH NEW MEMORIES, AND TRUE TOUCH. HIS FINGERS GRIPPING HER FOREARM AS HE WATCHES, NEAR STUNNED SILENCE UPON HIS FEATURES, AS EYES FLICKER OVER HER PINKENED FACE.

"celebrían.." HIS VOICE IS HOARSE. he cannot deny he'd wanted the same thing, in that his INTIMACY had only extended to one. RUINED, TAINTED BY DECEIT. his eyes narrow, somewhat in horror . . . shaking his head, only for her grip to tighten. LEATHER CREAKS AROUND DESPERATE FINGERS, BODIES TOUCHING. CLINGING, IN HER TEARS. HIS LIPS PART TO BREATHE. "in time, you will regret that you asked. i promise you." his eyes are held in warning. PERHAPS PLEADING, IN THEMSELVES. HE IS AFRAID. TREMBLE OF HIS BODY SIGNALING HIS DEMISE...

@oflorien. nsfw prompts, less cringy edition.

[snnydcysarchh]

@wavrlywizard cause i said so

“will  you  stop  trying  to  poke  people  with  a  stick??”

[greatcstarcherarchh]

@smertzimy liked for a starter

"do  you  think  that  waitress  is  cute?  do  you  want  me  to  go  and  get  her  number  for  you?  cause  i  can."  kate  spoke  as  she  stuffed  a  fry  in  her  mouth.  "i  can  be  the  best  wing  woman  you  got."

[allevilsarc]

selina’s flicking a thick gold coin, clearly some sort of ancient, right into the air, the thing’s ridges winking bright toward luci without so much as an announcement of its presence. she’s grinning, winking. her goggles whirr upward to frame her head in charmingly kittenish ears, “love when shit goes well.” @clawsextended

lucy's eyes catch the sparkle of the coin out of the corner of her eyes, attention fully on selina after a moment. " i'd make a cat and cream joke, but something tells me you've probably heard enough in your lifetime. " still, there's some humor in his tone, though her eyes turn back to the coin. " certainly you brought that to me as some sort of gift and not just flaunting what you've stolen. it'd be mean to show your spoils without the intention to share. " it's a joke, of course. lucy's well-off enough to not need to have to take anything minor like that. still, he holds out a hand, fingers bent up into a cup shape.

" give it here. i'd like to actually see your rewards. my eyesight isn't as good as it used to be. "

[allevils]

“I never really believed in the whole god thing.” The cat turns her eyes aside with a blink that borders on… well, bored. Head tilts. “I think I found it hard to believe god could exist if the shit I went through happened. God’s never fucking there.” not to her, not for her. after all, if he loves those he so made so much.. why? @clawsextended

he takes a long, long drag of his cigarette before answering. " if you ask me, he's nothing but a fucking coward. " lucy's eyes slide to meet selina's, smoke pouring from red lips. there's something devilish in it (no pun intended, of course). " did you know he ran away from what he did? that's the coward's way. " she finds delight in this, the corner of his eyes crinkling. it's brief, though he relaxes back to something peaceful.

" -- sometimes, i think he has the sickest sense of humor in the world. watching all of you try to scramble to fix his problems like ants under a magnifying glass. " still, something settles in the bottom of her stomach. it's heavy and it's uncomfortable. he tries to get rid of it with another drag of her cigarette. " but at least you're alive. many people can't say that, selina. shouldn't you be proud of that? "