#rcseglds

[angelsdvsts]

↪ closed for @rcseglds | inspo ♡

lips pouts wide eyes meet the other as she lets out a sigh, "why are you being so mean?"

[highfm]

starter : closed for @rcseglds, and plot from here .

"  look,  it's  nothing  you  have  to  worry  about.  besides,  his  dick  is  so  small  you  can  barely  see  it  in  that  picture  ...  now  give  me  my  phone  back  ?  "  reaching  for  the  device  in  the  other's  hand,  as  laughter  is  shared  between  them,  "  please.  "

[decadentias]

❝I HOPE YOU LIKE MY SURPRISE.❞ Florence beams at the other in excitement. She goes beyond when she needs to. The all-expense paid trip for the summer is a way for them to make up for the lost time. The enthusiasm is clear in her eyes as she meets the other's gaze.

@rcseglds ♡'d for a short starter

[euphoriclusts]

closed starter for @rcseglds based on: this.

mia's head tilts as her gaze remains fixated on her friend, always so certain that she can read them like a book. "--i know why you slept with him.." she trails off, lashes fluttering as she leans in closer still, "so you could imagine being me..." the words are whispered, with a smirk tugging at the corners of her lips, "i'm right, aren't i?"

[dcydrecmings]

closed for @rcseglds

based on here

"move, i need a drink." words coming as she all but pushed past them, and made her way to their kitchen. after yet another disastrous dates, she'd found herself falling back into old patterns - showing up at their home, despite leaving the last time swearing up and down she'd never set foot in the place again. "you're not busy are you?" question coming mostly because she 'should' ask.

[softslust]

{ ♡ } closed starter / @rcseglds !

" do you have something that you want to tell me ? "

[caeruleums]

@rcseglds​ liked this post for a starter ! based. 

            it’s not like she loved her husband, or anything. but he was the reason why she could afford every fucking dress she wanted from any fucking designer. and it was so nice when he went off on his business trips, probably fucking his secretary... and she pitied her, because she most likely had to fake an orgasm with him more than she did. and kobie got to enjoy herself. “fuck me again,” she blurted out, after inviting them over for drinks and little chat. “i literally hate masturbating. it’s so sad. and, fucking lonely.” which was simply an excused... she’d been thinking of how they spent the last drunken ‘movie night’ for the last few weeks. 

[wildcr]

starter for @rcseglds​ muse: melora eaton plot: this one!

                   —                     “UM,” melora stuttered as the door shut, the tiny closet they were both standing in now utterly cramped and close quarters. the door did little to block out the din of the party outside, the blasting of the music from the speakers and the ruckus of drunk college students causing general chaos. she didn’t know how she had been roped into this situation – dared into a seven minutes in heaven with the other, now standing very close to her in this closet. melora wasn’t even drunk, so she couldn’t blame this on the alcohol.  “NOW WHAT?”

[gothwives]

closed: @rcseglds​ plot: two rich kids from rival families who hate each other but also have heavy sexual tension who: connie liu, she/they, 25, photographer

“funny seeing you here.” it was necessary for connie to remain cordial while in public, knowing at least one pair of prying eyes were likely trained on her. these stuffy rich folks filling the charity gala had nothing better to do than mind anyone’s business but their own. formalities aside, her pleasant smile was still verging on a grimace. “thought your parents would’ve locked you in a tower after the pool house incident.” now their smirk was most definitely genuine, tickled by the memory of when her rival was caught hooking up with a member of the catering staff in the pool house at a country club event just a few weeks prior. “you got your eyes on any cocktail waitresses tonight? or did you finally decide to date within your tax bracket?”

[opulcnts]

“ —yeah, i love you too . ” she listened quietly to clayton for a few moments , before they exchanged goodbyes . iman discarded the phone just as easily as she did the facade of the loving wife . although she did not particularly dislike him , she had never found herself completely enamoured by her husband . not now , nor prior to their marriage . for all his faults , he doted on her . but iman's eyes always found themselves . . . elsewhere . and as if on cue , they found hers , stood outside the glass encasement of her office . she gestured for her to come in and the door was only half-open yet she wasted no time in pleasantries . “ how long have you been there ? ” @rcseglds

[angelsdvsts]

↪ closed for @rcseglds | inspo ♡

the long awaited moment was finally here -- they were actually going to meet in person and he couldn't be happier. although, he must admit he was a bit nervous to meet her in person -- to fuel the nerves he decides to go for a cup of coffee as he waits for her plane to land. eyes flickering towards his phone to check the time.

[thursdaygrl]

closed starter for @rcseglds

it was easy to draw her into their lap, coaxing with sweet words as the sound of the movie they'd been watching seemed to drown out. river exhibited some restraint with her hands, only running them over her hips and waist as she leaned in to press a kiss to her shoulder. "you okay?" she asked, as if she wasn't trying to fluster her, tugging the strap of her top down to kiss there in particular.

[starbrght]

“ let’s go somewhere, just you and me . “ @rcseglds

[euphoriclusts]

closed starter for @rcseglds based on: this.

"so, what's the plan for today?" the words fall slightly muddled, since aurelia opts to speak whilst topping up her lipstick. she knows the other will understand what she says, they had that type of relationship. she could merely look in their direction and the other would be able to interpret what she meant and vice versa, at least as far as she was concerned. "i'm in the mood to get well and truly fucked up - for lack of a more eloquent way to put it."

[kiissme]

@rcseglds​​, — gianna

•——————•°•✿ the femme has been hiding a secret crush on the blonde for a while now. in her eyes, it is impossible to understand how anyone wouldn’t. hazel hues linger a little too long every time eye contact is made, the brunette finds herself living in fear that one day she will be caught. friends spending the night together before a big audition, knowing the blonde needs moral support. nothing seems out of the ordinary, not until an unusual request is made. convinced the blonde can’t be serious, and she must be making fun of her after realizing the crush she has had this whole time. convincing herself again that her anxiety is speaking. stuttering to buy time. “ what do you mean, um, making you feel good? do you want me to do something to distract you? ” even while she is talking, the femme knows how stupid she sounds. the other’s request was obvious, but fear can make anyone ask stupid questions, too afraid to misunderstand and make a fool of herself.

          She was afraid of that, the apprehension from the other seeming like rejection to Cheryl, and not like she could blame Gianna. This was quite the request and could potentially ruin their friendship. Which was a good one, she enjoyed being around Gianna and she knew this was a lot to ask. But she couldn’t help it. The blonde usually wasn’t this needy but the opportunity given was too much. It was ridiculous, but now that it left her lips, she couldn’t find it in herself to back down now. “I’m kinda...” she paused, taking a deep breath and trying to find her nerve. “...I’m kinda asking you to do me as a distraction?” Clever way to put it, like really, top notch, Cheryl. She let out a sigh, “It’s... It’s too much, isn’t it? Like... It’s too much,” she covered her face as she let out a groan, laying on her back on her bed. “I’m sorry! It’s just... Ugh. I can’t get out of my head and the only time I can really empty my head is like....fucking.” She laughed at herself, “That sounds horrible. And look, normally, I would love to just...take care of it myself, but. That involves control and if I’m doing the control, I’m thinking, and my head is like, a mess and...” She sounded pathetic! Turning her head to look at her, she gave a helpless smile, “It’s easier to not think when someone else is in control... And... Going trolling for dick or pussy just seems a lot of work, and... I don’t know. I trust you though. Like... You wouldn’t make it weird and... I don’t know. I thought I’d ask? It’s stupid, right? You can tell me.”

[dcydrecmings]

“an uber.” the words almost sighed in relief. “i don’t think i want to risk a repeat of what just happened. i’ll take curling up with some drinks with you.” it wasn’t a surprise that was how the night was ending, it was how their nights usually ended - and she wouldn’t have it any other way. “that is... if you’re wanting to go home?” @rcseglds​