#storyofwhoIam

[sioraiocht]

~ @storyofwhoiam || cont'd from x ~

Charlie was silent as her fingers traced over the scars, her eyes fixed on the tattoo design that incorporated the cigarette burns. To be honest, she was surprised that Franky was even letting her touch them, surprised that she hadn't left the bed yet to get dressed and make some excuse to leave. Charlie knew it was just sex but she'd never been really good at keeping intimacy and feelings separate. She claimed that she could, but it never worked. She always ended up attached. Not that she'd admit that. No - Charlie was doing her very best to appear chill. Head dipped down to press a kiss to one of the scars, hand wrapping around Franky's waist as she curled closer to her. "How did they happen?" A pause. "Only if you want to tell me."

[savingthrcw]

@storyofwhoiam - x Anthony 3 seconds before the Drama

The day had gotten warmer, too warm for her clothing, but having lost Pall Mall meant retrieving a few balls with Gregory and the other losers; that was when the bee had decided to sting her on the side of her neck, and soon after she had been forced to wrap her foulard around it so she wouldn't scratch her skin bloody with her nails, the itching and burning distracting her. Gregory had ignored the first isolated cough, but she had seen him grow restless at the next few ones, even though she had told him it didn't work that way - he couldn't remember, but her father had not been coughing at all. And then another coughing fit had her leaning against a tree for support, just as they saw Anthony show up, and before Eloise could stop her younger brother, he was already calling for him. "Eloise was stung by bees and now she's unwell!" "A bee," she corrected him exasperatedly, because Anthony? Anthony of all people? "I'm just coughing, it's the dust!"

[seabiscuit]

only @storyofwhoiam understands how i love all three of them

[flashbacksech0es]

[ hair ] – for the sender to brush a strand of hair out of the receiver’s face. allie @ siena @storyofwhoiam

Siena knew there were women that liked women, she'd never really thought about if she was one of them, Allie had been good enough to let Siena stay with her, it was better than being out on the streets, she didn't dislike Allie, and now the way she was looking at her and pushing her hair out of her face, she really was beautiful.

"Tell me what you're thinking."

[champagneprobllems]

@storyofwhoiam * Eloise : "Is it true that you need to be married to get pregnant?"

“No,” Dorothea responds simply, hand going to her butterfly pendant. Eloise is an intelligent girl, so Dora is comfortable explaining more, though she knows it is not at all socially acceptable for her to have the breadth of knowledge she does. “Pregnancy is a natural phenomenon, marriage a societal one. One does not necessitate the other.” She shrugs, hand falling away from her necklace. “It does make things easier, socially, to be married before engaging in activities that lead to pregnancy.”

Dora gives a quick glance around to be sure no one is listening in, then lowers her voice to ensure it. “To ask that question, though, makes me believe you are not aware of how pregnancy occurs. I doubt your mother would appreciate me explaining, but I am willing to, if you are curious.”

[downs1de-has-moved]

PROMPTS FOR LIES, DECEIT, AND VILLAINY

@storyofwhoiam: "I'm telling the truth, I swear!" (From Allie)

Popping a Vicodin in his mouth, House scrutinizes Allie for a moment. He then taps his cane to the floor, breaking the silence.

"Let’s say, for a moment, I believe you. What’s the truth, exactly? And why should I care about your version of it?"

[butlerbarrow]

❝ have you ever... have you ever made a decision without knowing all the facts? acted on an impulse, without thinking things through... did you regret it? ❞ the former butler sighed slightly, brows furrowing. this new life of his was proving quite an adjustment... perhaps, perhaps he was just a little homesick for england...

❝ I think that sometimes I... I feel... oh, no it doesn't matter. I'm just being silly. ❞

@storyofwhoiam ~ liked for a one-liner, but I got a bit carried away... (for leah!)

[shcftingpieces]

Continued from @storyofwhoiam

Kate felt a little silly for waking up to the absence of Vex's warm body next to her and immediately presuming she must have done something wrong instead of any of the multitude of reasonable things Vex could have been doing. "Of course, I should have known." She ran a hand through her messy blonde hair and laughed softly at herself and then down at Trinket who had happily come to great her. And as if to make Vex's point, he promptly jumped on the bed or more accurately Kate. She let out a surprised huff as the weight collided with her and her hands went to immediately scritch his ears. "Good morning, Trinket. Was I not up early enough for you?" Her voice pitched a little brighter as she talked the the dog. "Okay, okay," she laughed as his full body tail wagging felt like it shook her as well. "Little help?" Kate called from under the sweet, if excitable, dog. "I'm pretty sure I saw coffee."

[qapsiel]

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

NSFW alphabet (still accepting)

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Castiel likes close physical contact after sex. That doesn't necessarily mean cuddling or spooning (though he's not against that); he's also content to just lie next to his partner, arms touching from shoulder to elbow. Then, when the high of the orgasm has faded, he'll check if they can start round 2 (or 3 or 4 — Castiel is a little disappointed if there's only one orgasm).

[sioraiocht]

~ @storyofwhoiam || "Do I look like I tan?" graham @ anyone lol || Lucifer cause reasons lmao ~

"Frankly, no - You look like you'd burn to a crisp." Lucifer's eyes flicked over Graham before returning to hold his gaze, a gentle smirk playing on his lips. "It's just an excuse for me to see you without a shirt."

[savingthrcw]

[FEAR] The sender confides in the receiver that they think they're pregnant because they sat on a toilet seat. -from Eloise to ANTHONY, with love (the equivalent of a toilet seat, though) Miss Conception starters @storyofwhoiam

For a beat, silence stretched between them, heavy with the weight Anthony's burgeoning rage. His fists clenched at his sides, knuckles whitening as he struggled to contain the fury that burned within him. Anthony’s jaw tightened, his teeth grinding as he fought to keep his composure.

“Eloise,” he said, his voice low and warning. “Explain to me precisely what happened. You must be clear about every detail.” He turned to face her, his gaze intense.

She felt sick. But that, she supposed, was the whole point. "I asked everyone how one comes to be with child, and no would tell me, and now..." In a way, she blamed her entire family for being so unhelpfully mysterious about such matters, which would inevitably lead to a tragedy. "It happened at Daphne and Simon's last party, last month, and now I've been sick two mornings in a row. I had too many lemonades and... needed the pot, and it happened." And she knew from several accounts what morning sickness meant. She didn't like having to discuss her natural needs with her brother, but given the situation what choice did she have? If she was right, it was the end.

[malefici0]

~ @storyofwhoiam || cont'd from x ~

Vee's eyes watched carefully, the corners of her mouth curving up into a soft smirk the more the words kept tumbling out. It was endearing enough to pull her out of the mood she'd been wallowing in. High-heeled boot caught on the edge of the stool opposite, kicking it out and gesturing for her to sit. "You're awkward. I like it. Makes me wonder just how deep I could make that blush." Head tilted, tongue catching her straw. "I'm Vee. Sit, make yourself comfortable." Eyes flicked around the bar. "Where are your friends?"

[flashbacksech0es]

[ hand kiss ] – for the sender’s muse to kiss the back of the receiver’s hand. justino @ any of your bridgerton ladies @storyofwhoiam

Kate had very firmly let Lady Danbury know she was not in search of a husband, all that mattered was Edwina.

But the gentleman was nice enough and she couldn't be rude, what if he had interest in her sister?

So Kate let him kiss her hand and smiled demurely.

"It is a pleasure to meet you, My Lord."

[popcultr]

CLOSED STARTER FOR @storyofwhoiam

MUSE: erin tuivasa / 32 / florist / pansexual

based on the last bullet point, here!

"what? no! you're not actually thinking of going on this date?" a huff of annoyance left erin's lips. she'd been secretly dating the other few months now, their friends had no idea, "can't you pretend you're sick or something?".

[olymps]

~ @storyofwhoiam || ❛ you’re an asshole, you know that? ❜ Gina - Zeus ~

Zeus snorted out a laugh, unable to stop the grin that formed as he looked over at her. "So I have been told." He stepped closer to her. "I must be a glutton for punishment because even though you hate me I just cannot stay away." He held his hand out. "One dance. Then I'll leave."

[bullsh1tterz]

₊🎞️❜ |[ @storyofwhoiam said ]|   :

😲 Smack my muse’s butt - coby

The gesture is met with a smirk and a turn at his head to look at the other over his shoulder. Adam's not stingy with his form, really, veering perhaps a little too much on the contrary - so the motion registers as nothing but playful to him.

"Well someone knows when ta 'ppreciate a firm behind." he remarks, flattering himself more than anything. "'sup? Y'hit on anyone interestin' lately 'r are ya stickin' to that unit of a security guy?"