#starter ; ellis

[love-toxin]

✧˖° nasty sentence starters °˖✧

feel free to send one with a character(s) for me to write! (and reblog/share/use as you like also! <3)

fair warning: DDNE ahead.

Degrading

I - “Don't make me pull out.” 

II - “I want everyone to see you.” 

III - “Lick it, bitch.” 

IV - “Are you cumming again? Fucking scum–you cum when I say you can cum.” 

V - “I love how dumb you look right now.” 

VI - “Face the camera. Put on a big smile for me, yeah?” 

VII - “Go on, touch it. It's not gonna bite.” 

VIII - “I said, touch yourself. Don't give me that shy act right now.” 

IX - “Look at you, squirming around like that. Pathetic.” 

X - “No, you don't get to join me on the bed. Kneel on the floor.” 

XI - “To think, just a few minutes ago you refused to let me use this hole. Changed your mind quick, didn't you?” 

Submissive 

I - “D-Do I have to get on my knees?” 

II - “Can we do this in private? Please?”

III - “More!” 

IV - “Please don't stop.” 

V - “I'll be good, I promise.” 

VI - “Are you gonna use protection?” 

VII - “Me! I'm a good puppy! It's me!” 

VIII - “It's okay if you hurt me, I can take it.” 

IX - “I love it when you choke me.” 

X - “D-Did I make a mess on your face?” 

XI - "M-Meow.."

Breeding

I - “Gimme a baby, sweetheart.” 

II - “Ha! You're so getting knocked up.” 

III - “Gonna get you pregnant, you want that? I bet you do. It's written all over your face.”

IV - “Can I give you my babies? Pleeeeease?” 

V - “I know we just had one, but I really wanna breed you again.”

VI - “That's it, mama. Let's put another kid in this pretty belly.” 

VII - “Fuck, I love what pregnancy did to you. You're so fucking hot.” 

VIII - “Throw away your birth control. I'm going at it for real this time.” 

IX - “I could help you get your milk out, if you just asked.” 

X - “Breed me!” 

Noncon

I - “Stop fucking crying!” 

II - "Don't pretend like you didn't ask for this."

III - “I should've gagged you a long time ago. It suits you.” 

IV - “Ugh, get off me, you fucking perv!” 

V - “Spread your legs, or I'll use this knife to fuck you instead.” 

VI - “Just a little longer, I promise–I’m sorry baby, it'll be over soon, just a little more and I'll let you sleep.” 

VII - “Don't fight me, baby. Struggling is pointless.” 

VIII - “I'm keeping these for later.” 

IX - “Condom? Ha! That's funny.” 

X - “You're gonna be real popular online, cutie.” 

XI - “Are the drugs making you dizzy, sweetheart?” 

XII - “You're even noisier when you're asleep.”

Stuck

I - “Just a little bit–hey, not that much!” 

II - “Get in. We've only got a minute or two.” 

III - “Sure, I can make you cum quick. You know you can't resist me.” 

IV - “C'mooon, just give it a rub? I promise I'll be fast.” 

V - “I can't get off without your mouth. Just gimme a minute or two on your knees, and I can take care of it.” 

VI - “Just the tip?” 

VII - “Don't you dare make a mess!” 

VIII - “Just cause we're stuck here doesn't mean we have to-” 

IX - “Holy shit, are you stuck? I guess I'll just help myself then.” 

X - “You're pretty cocky for someone who can't get away.” 

Touching

I - “Can I touch myself?” 

II - “Are you getting off under my blanket?!” 

III - “S-Sorry, I didn't mean to walk in!” 

IV - “C'mon, we can rub one out together. It won't mean anything, I swear.” 

V - “Uh, did you need me to leave..?” 

VI - “It'd be easier to finish if you watched me, y'know…” 

VII - “Want me to teach you how?” 

VIII - “I bet I could make you squirt.” 

IX - “Aww, you need help getting it up?” 

X - “Gross! Quit touching yourself!” 

XI - “If you're so riled up, then hump your pillow. What? You heard me.” 

XII - “Go on, I got that toy for you! I wanna watch you use it.” 

Forbidden love

I - “Fuck, we really shouldn't be doing this here.” 

II - “Are you sure I'm not too old for you, sweetheart?” 

III - “I knew you'd fall for me eventually. Nobody could ever fuck you like I do.” 

IV - “Your ass is mine. I don't give a fuck what anyone else says.” 

V - “Who cares if they know? I hope they hear me pounding your guts every night.” 

VI - “I bet your boyfriend/girlfriend is real jealous right now.” 

VII - “Maybe I'll make your husband watch, just to show you I'm serious.” 

VIII - “C'mon, we're not even related! We can have a little fun if we want.” 

IX - “You always come crawling back. Don't say sorry, just get on my lap where you belong.” 

X - “A grade bump? Oh, don't play dumb. You know what you need to do if you want to pass.” 

XI - “Sometimes I think you fail your tests on purpose, just so you can fuck an A out of me.” 

Addiction

I - “I'm sorry! This is the last time, I promise. I just really need to get off.”

II - “If we don't bang in the next ten minutes, someone's gonna die.” 

III - “Jerking off to your pictures isn't that weird…”

IV - “Do you want money? I'll give you money. I'll give you anything, just, please let me taste you.” 

V - “Can't you just stay in bed with me today?” 

VI - “I'm not done yet–hold still.” 

VII - “What do you mean all my partners look like you? You're just seeing things.” 

VIII - “Okay, so I broke into your house and jacked off into your underwear, so what? It was only a couple times!” 

IX - “Is it bad that I dream about kidnapping you and fucking you in my basement?” 

X - “I trust you, but I still need to check so I know you're not cheating on me. Knees apart."  

XI - "It's a little late to hide--you already pissed on my lap."

Sweet

I - “Good morning, beautiful.” 

II - “Don't worry, I'll go slow, sweetheart.” 

III - “This always happens when we cuddle…not that I'm complaining, of course.”

IV - “Can I kiss you down here?” 

V - “You feel so nice. I could fall asleep like this.” 

VI - “Oh, I don't mind the blood, honey. Trust me, nothing will get in the way of me soothing your cramps.” 

VII - “Can I take your picture? You're so gorgeous, I want to remember this moment forever.” 

VIII - “Of course I can handle it! You won't suffocate me, I promise.” 

IX - “Whoops, uh…looks like I got a little too excited.” 

X - “Honestly, I feel like I need you even more now that we're married.” 

[shadowtoons]

A starter for @micsmasmuses Elena @ Sebastian

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Ellie took a deep breath… keeping calm, trying not to overly panic. Her book of spells has to be around, in order get out of this forsaken place. Now to wonder where did it go? Last place she died, and somehow came back no longer there, now just wander around to find it. After countless of times had to hide and flee from danger. This female black cat was about to lose so much hope, but still determined to find it.

What felt like hours, and peeking around the corner. Checking if things were clear.

Seeing nothing in sight, besides the gravel and other objects around scattered. Gripping her bag tightly slowly now walking, “Okay Ellie… Nothing to worry about..” Telling herself this, one thing she didn’t even notice, of course not paying attention. Had bumped into something, confused as she was staring at this— scales?

Was this here before?

Realized it twitched, did given her a big shocking surprise, almost losing her balance from falling backwards. Finally when she followed more and look up…

Slowly to inhale, “…Well..” There wasn’t much to say there.

[virtueofsanityx]

open to: males 30+ with: ellie bowen (30, variant verse, noble lady) plot: arranged marriage plot. ellie didn't want to be forced into a marriage, and instead wanted to find true love, but as she grew older, her parents took matters into their own hands and now she's trying to accept it. fantasy setting (magical or otherwise) encouraged, modern okay, too.

"evening." the word spits from ellie, sharp and quick, and she clears her throat as a hand comes up to quickly wipe away the remenants of upset that linger there. "i simply needed some air, i'll be in in a moment, i know we've much to discuss. feel quite free to start the planning without me, it would seem my opinion on my marriage is ranked quite low as it is."

[starsdrew]

◟ ⋆ ❛ closed starter   ; curtis for olivia. @porchkissed

◟ ⋆ ❛ this  was  eating  him  alive  .  he  was  sitting  across  the  table  from  his  best  friend  ,  the  girl  he'd  been  in  love  with  for  years  ,  and  she  didn't  recognize  him  .  curtis  hated  lying  to  her  ,  she  was  someone  he'd  always  wanted  to  be  honest  with  ,  but  in  these  circumstances  ,  he  just  couldn't  do  it  .  curtis  couldn't  risk  her  thinking  he'd  lost  his  mind  .  so  ,  he'd  just  continue  to  be  her  friend  ,  as  best  as  he  could  .  “  okay  ,  so  .  .  .  what  would  you  rather  fight  .  .  .  twenty  chicken  sized  bears  ,  or  one  bear  sized  chicken  ?  ” was it a ridiculous question ? absolutely . he wanted to know her answer , though . he wanted to hear everything she had to say .

[rcignxs]

@darkskiesrpgstarters

"So some group of radical hunters are going after the supernatural community because we're an 'abomination' and there have been 3 consecutive parties that have 'thought to' have been targeted by this radical group?" he summarized. "And people keep going to these things? Jesus people are dumber than I remember"

[kellohara]

Sinead Farrelly: anyone not pictured wasn’t good at soccer today

[swcctlikejustice]

the chai next to her had long since gone cold, escaping Ellie's notice as she hit refresh on her inbox for the fiftieth time since she had gotten there. hoping for a new tip, for someone who had seen her sister, anything. she refused to believe that Will's words had been true, that Delilah wasn't coming back. & if that just meant that she was in the denial stage of grief? so be it. her hands ran through her hair in frustration before sliding down to rub at her eyes, not noticing the person sitting across from her until they refocused. ❝I'm sorry, that seat's actually...❞ she trailed off, realizing she really had no legitimate reason to keep an entire table for herself. ❝open, it's fine.❞ her attention was firmly back on the screen in front of her, not in the mood for distractions at the moment. @walstarterblog

[lcstinthewoods]

based on: h.aunting a.deline. your muse has been stalking ellie over time. whether they're strangers to each other or someone ellie knows, your muse has finally revealed themselves.

after many long hours spent at the rink, eleanor finally pulled up the long driveway of her home, the night quiet and late. she'd been spending more and more time at the rink as of late, feeling an odd sense of unease in her new home that she'd inherited from her grandmother, far from the city. the house itself was beautiful and large, and she'd never felt weird all the other times she visited, but lately she always got the prickling sensation of being watched, now that the house was hers. she was just stepping out of her car, bag slung over her shoulder when she felt the hairs on the back of her neck stand.

just as she had turned her head to look over her shoulder, a force knocked into her. "stop! what the fuck!" ellie shouts in alarm as she was suddenly grabbed from behind, her body immediately beginning to thrash until she felt the cold bite of a knife against her throat, which immediately made her still fear. "please, stop." she pleaded. "I'll give you money, or whatever you want. please."

[espres0s]

friends!! a.bbott elementary, i.asip, & m.ythic quest muses are LOUD so if you’d like a lil smth from any of them… drop a heart… and perhaps i’ll… whip smth up >:)

[onebigerror]

@girlshunttoo

another damned tourist? they’d gotten rid of most of them thirty years ago but occasionally there is a straggler that needs chasing off. like this one. and brooke knows it all falls on her to get rid of her and as quickly as possible. some of the others would be more inclined to kill the trespasser. brooke chooses not to make herself known - at least not yet - as she follows along behind the living visitor snapping pictures as they wander along the main path.

keeping an eye out for other vengeful spirits she finally reveals herself behind the human as she starts to enter one of the cabins. “you don’t want to go in there.” she walks around in front of them to intercept their entry. that was the cabin they tortured ramirez in and the other ghosts would surely get angry if someone interrupted that. probably even angry enough to kill the intruder “you really should leave. this place is filled with nothing but death.” the ghost does not want to see another living soul fall victim to redwood and it’s eternal entrapment. “let me walk you out.”

[sourtimcs]

open to: m / f / nb, 25+

muse: josephine ellis. 25. she/her. bisexual. nfl cheerleader (can be for any team). madison beer fc.

connection: fwb. fling. situationship. etc. smut is welcome!

"When are you gonna stop fucking with me and come watch me cheer at one of the games? I know you want to."

[love-toxin]

I'd like to request “Don't fight me, baby. Struggling is pointless.” with Makoi pleeeaaassee <33

comin right up !!!!!

nasty sentence starters

VII - "Don't fight me, baby. Struggling is pointless."

(cws: sequel to this prompt, gn!reader, noncon, dirty talk, overstim, creampie, possessive makoi)

“Fuuuck, I need a cigarette after that.” Hayao had commented cheekily when Makoi kicked them out into the courtyard, where the three of them sat on the patio smoking while the boss got his licks in with his new toy.

“Don't fight me, baby. Struggling's pointless.” Makoi grinned from ear to ear, nothing but pure, impassioned love in his eyes. “You're yakuza property already. Fuck, that's good-” He groaned, sweat pouring down his sculpted chest in the hazy, musky heat of the little paper-walled room.

“That's right, just melt into it, baby–so much easier if ya just give it up.” The Azumako heir cooed with utmost condescension–and it was warranted, because what could you possibly do? He was strong, and he pinned your arms down when you tried to swat at him initially. It only made him hornier, which only made it more agonizingly sensual when his flesh slid against yours and he stretched you out to make it fit. You moaned, overstimulation dominating every cell of your body–and Makoi laughed, echoing your pitiful cries of ‘Noooo’ back at you.

“C'mon-” He panted, his thrusts slapping wetly throughout the condensed haze of sex in the air. “-Gave it to my boys so nice, I'm feelin’ left out.”

Suddenly, he pulled out and held your legs aloft, sitting back to peer down between them and force your hands up to cover your face in embarrassment. “S'winkin’ at me, baby.” He chuckled. Makoi tested the abused flesh with his finger, circling tightly around your entrance before he dipped it inside. “Oh, fuck.” He dragged it out and slipped it into his mouth, sucking on two of his digits at a time just to taste your essence and bring them back down for some more probing. But your foot kicked out, you knocked him off balance, and he wobbled, giving you the perfect opportunity for you to flip over on your stomach.

Crawling away, however, was a pipe dream. He dragged you back against the tatami by your hips, his fingertips pressing bruises into the soft dips of skin. “Likin’ doggy more anyway.” His pearly teeth gleamed in the low light at the panicked expression you cast over your shoulder. “Relax, you'll take it so good for me. Pretty thing…” He murmured the praise into your ear with a slow, soft nibble as he slipped it in. It contrasted with the harsh thrust he delivered afterwards, his hands gripping your shoulders to yank you back to meet another, and another, and another. His palms smoothed down your arms until they met your wrists, and he tightened his hold around them to put you right in the position he wanted; your ass pressed up against his groin so every plap vibrated from deep within.

“Yeah?! Like that?” He roared, his open palm coming down on your jiggling ass with a sharp smack. “My fuckin’ bitch, my fuckin’ hole–goddamn squeezin’ on me like–hrgh-!” Makoi's voice grew pitchy and broken with each buck, clearly enjoying the ride twice as much when you made it harder for him. Something about you squirming really got him off.

“Oh-ho fuck yes! Where you been all my fuckin’ life, sweet thing?!” Makoi's voice catapulted off the thin walls, a look of pure, unadulterated bliss on his face as he humped you for all you were worth. “Prolly fuckin’ some shrimp-dicked chumps, huh? Nah, you're fuckin’ mine now, mine an’ my boys’ for-fuckin’-ever.” He slurred huskily. He looked drunk but he only smelled of cologne and not sake–maybe it was cause he'd never found someone who cried so sweetly at his promises to make them his.

“I know you don't wanna cum again, but I'm gonna make ya,” He pinched your lower lip between his thumb and forefinger, jerking your head to the side to look at him. “Cum on this fat fuckin’ dick, and I'll buy ya the biggest fuckin’ rock for that little finger.”

Plap, plap, plap, plap–they sped up, grew louder, got deeper. Makoi yanked your head back again and bit down on your neck, your squeals echoing through the little room until they dwindled into helpless, unconscious panting. Your last sensations were of heat and fullness and sticky, thick ropes of cum, before the bliss wiped your mind blank and the world whited out for a long while.

You awoke to Makoi rubbing your trembling legs some time later, one of them laid over his lap as he looked out the now-open screen, where the distant sounds of cicadas peppered the quiet, starry night. The other three were gone, having left behind nothing but an ashtray on the step and a few empty bottles. He traced circles into your knee as he came to the end of your thigh, only drawn away from his contemplative stargazing by the rustling of your kimono as you struggled to sit up. It had been long flattened and soiled beneath you by sweat and Makoi's seed, but it at least provided some semblance of cushion over the tatami.

“Y'okay?” His inquiry came out soft, gentler than the cackles and taunting that still rung in your ears from earlier. A bit befuddled, you didn't nod or shake your head, just stared through him. Regardless, he still leaned over and kissed the top of your head, with a hand bracing your cheek for his thumb to graze over. “Tea's on the way. Just relax.” His voice was as hoarse as yours felt, though you couldn't bring yourself to speak a word except one. Hurts.

“Hurts?” He repeated with genuine sincerity in his eyes. At his side, he dragged over a heavy-looking bowl that sloshed with water–from the depths of it he pulled out a soaked, steaming towel, which he wrung out and tested on his arm before laying it out carefully between your legs. The little hiss and grab for his shoulder to brace at the initial sting had a smile creeping back across his lips. “Yeah, y’took it hard. Thought I came so hard I blacked out back there.”

Makoi's fingers remained gentle, nudging at your flesh through the warm towel to soothe those pains he and his friends had caused. Why it felt so personal, so loving, was as much of a mystery to you as it was to him. He couldn't pinpoint why he liked you so much…he just did.

“Are you gonna get rid of me now?” You croaked. Makoi raised a brow, scoffed, and just split the quiet night with a chuckle before he leaned in close to your face.

“What'd I say? You're-” Smooch. “-fuckin’-” Smooch. “-mine.”

[maxmoffs]

for anyone who has wicked muses or verses , or came from my multi from a wicked muse , i will post wanda's wicked verse soon ! <3 dont worry , if i make u a starter if you've requested , or reply to your prompt , i will send you or give you my short blurb that i've written along with it when ive replied !

[ripgray-moved]

urf, sorry for the pause fellas. i just got overwhelmed with that really negative feeling of like— kind of just being a means to an end, and only "mattering" to people when there's something to gain out of me, y'know? nobody really did anything, it's just that general social media feel ig, and i feel dumb about it but it is what it is. makes me wish i was one of those inherently likeable 'wow i wanna be around them all the time' kinds of people but i'm really not ( and that's okay, i'm just saying being so would make this particular problem vanish ). anyway. sorry to spew all over the dash. i just feel really overcome with ugly atm like i'm really undesirable and lame, so i'm probably gonna lose myself in some writing or something.

[everseens]

muse - ellie tang , personal assistant , she/her . CLOSED open to - any

"in about a minute, you'll be sorry you didn't listen to me."

[theybolted]

∿ 𝅄 ˚ closed starter   ; curtis e. for olivia h. @reveledchaos .

∿ 𝅄 ˚ “  do  you  wanna  go  out  for  hot  chocolate  and  to  look  at  the  christmas  lights  with  me  later  tonight  ?  ”  he  asked  her  ,  hoping  she'd  say  yes  .  he'd  do  whatever  he  could  to  spend  time  with  her  ,  he  hoped  she  still  felt  that  way  ,  too  .