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@wrldofmyown wanted some lou
"Things are about to go down," Lucas breathed out knowing his ear piece (and Arlo on the other end) would pick it up. This was supposed to be an easy one. In and out. Go in, gather intel, upload it, get out undetected. For such a big shouldered guy he could be as stealthy as they came.
Unfortunately, he also found people locked up and being mistreated and well, he could not let that slide (it had cost him multiple promotions). So he snuck in, let people loose and told them to go the way Arlo had planned his stealthy exit while he went the opposite way, to call attention on himself and give the people time to escape.
"I need a new way out, the other is---not available anymore. I'm about to make a lot of noise," he added, setting up a small exp.losive from what he had gathered. He didn't particularly liked guns but explosiv.es he was a-okay with it.
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Xander & Polly || @wrldofmyown [ closed starter ]
The night unfolded as usual, with more clients flocking to the club for the weekend. Polly's shift ended, and she prepared to head home. Her apartment, conveniently located downtown, was only a ten-minute walk away. Opting for a well-lit street, she embarked on her journey, her heels clicking against the concrete pavement. While she typically paid little attention to passersby, the unexpected presence of a strange man halted her in her tracks. His disturbing gaze sent a shiver down her spine, reminiscent of the unsettling demeanor often associated with serial killers.
At first, Polly assumed the man had stopped for some reason, so she attempted to walk past him on his left side. However, he blocked her way. When she tried to go around him on the right, he mirrored her movements. Suddenly, Polly felt a surge of fear as she realized he had drawn a pistol, her senses alert and her heart suddenly quickening its pace, while her breathing became shallow as adrenaline surged through her veins. She instinctively tensed and let out a gasp, her mind racing as she assessed the situation and searched for any possible means of escape.
“Don’t scream,” The male voice warned her, pointing the pistol at her. “There’s a car just across the street. Move,” His words were a command, ordering her to proceed to the car parked in the area. The gruesome thought of what could happen clouded her thoughts mixed with the fate that possibly awaited her if she compiled with the man’s request. As Polly moved towards the car under the menacing gaze of the armed man, waves of anxiety washed over her, crashing against the walls of her composure. Each breath felt shallow, as if her lungs were constricted by an invisible force, and her heart hammered relentlessly against her chest, threatening to burst through its confines. Her thoughts raced uncontrollably, a whirlwind of fear and uncertainty swirling within her mind. What did this man want from her? The weight of the pistol's presence bore down on her, its chilling touch sending shivers down her spine. Every sound around her seemed amplified, the distant hum of traffic and the faint murmur of voices only serving to heighten her unease. Her muscles tensed, ready to spring into action at the slightest sign of danger, yet she felt powerless in the face of the looming threat. Despite her best efforts to remain calm, the grip of anxiety tightened its hold on her, threatening to overwhelm her senses. With each passing moment, the knot of fear in her stomach tightened, leaving her feeling vulnerable and exposed in the face of the unknown.
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📸 !!!! for Juliette and Isaaa!! (i just had to 👀)
Send a 📸 to see 3-5 pictures that my muse has/has taken of your muse(s)
Having her only pick up to 5 was torture for her, but she managed 😂
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@wrldofmyown asked: ( • )( • )ԅ(‾⌣‾ԅ) from baby Xan to Sel (this fits so well for them 😭😭😭)
Mid afternoon has hit and Selina is done with her classes for the day. She stands with her back toward her office door, honey orbs scanning through some paperwork that needed to be dealt with before she leaves. There's a knock at the door but she doesn't look up, and instead calls for the person to enter.
She doesn't need to turn around to know who it is once the door is shut and lock is set in place. Judging by the thud on the floor from a backpack being tossed down and fast paced footsteps, Selina knew exactly who had visited her.
A gasp seeps passed red tinted lips as large hands grope at her breasts from behind. Already she's melting into their strong frame, but she doesn't look up from the paperwork. Not yet.
"Did my baby boy miss me?" Her voice is like honey, smooth and rich as she coos.
#wrldofmyown#{ selina x xander / 004 }#tw: teacher/student#tw: age gap#~ everyone in this thread is 21yrs and older ~#{ creamsicle }#this is gonna be filthy i can tell lmfao
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In the throes of passion, Summer had never felt more alive, her body thrummed with so much energy and became unbelievably hot...like a furnace. The blonde wanted nothing more than to have this forever, inexplicably beside herself with joy as he pummeled into her tight channel. Her walls clenching around his girth. Felt heavenly, as soft whimpers and purrs of delight emitted from her throat. His words floated in her ears. She remembered why, despite having brain fog from experiencing such euphoria. She was his friend's little sister...it couldn't last, could it? But now, she'll take whatever she can get. "Yours," she uttered under her breath.
Low hums of satisfaction were expelled from her lips at the feeling of his lips on her back, sending a tingle down her spine. "Mmm. You feel incredible inside of me, Xan," she cooed. "Stretching me so well," a low guttural moan escaped her. Her smile broadened across her features. "Mmm. You're perfect," she retaliated by clenching her walls around him, as she pressed her backside further into him. "Yes, faster baby," she encouraged as her eyes fluttered at the sensations he evoked.
Alexander couldn’t promise this wouldn’t end, only because she had to go back home and well… also due to the fact that Summer was his brother’s friend, he wasn’t certain what Theo’s reaction could be. “I can’t promise forever but for now, you’re mine,” and carefully leaning down, he pressed a soft kiss to her back, contrasting to the urgency of their current activities.
He may not have said it but he didn’t want this to end either, he knew if given the opportunity he could give Summer anything and everything she asked for. Licking his lips, he watched his cock sliding in and out of her soaked warmth, “fuck, you’re perfect…“ Then his hands held her hips a little tighter as he proceeded to increase the pace of his thrusts, pounding into her.
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@wrldofmyown closed starter for Levi & Eden
A bar like this was not her usual scene and if she were honest she felt like she stuck out like a sore thumb but one of her friends had convinced her that putting herself out there would be fun. She'd been broken up from her ex for months now it's just... she didn't always find it easy to just go and talk to people. She was typically shy, waitressing was different because she was doing her job and she was as friendly as they came, but flirting? The fear of rejection? That was terrifying and embarrassing and- and then he walked in. She'd never seen him before and there were a few moments she found herself just... staring at him.
Her friend sat there watching the way she looked at the tall, tattooed man in awe. If she were honest, he was possibly the most handsome man she'd ever seen. "Go over there, just throw all that worry out the window and go over there to talk to him, tell him you're single, tell him you live alone, anything, say anything at all and I guarantee he's gonna eat out of the palm of your hand Eden! You're gorgeous, nobody here is incapable of seeing that." Eden gave that look that led to her rolling her eyes. "Suzie look at him, he could have anyone he wants-" her friend cut her off. "You. He could want you, but you wont know unless you find out." Eden swallowed thickly. "I can't, Suzie I think I'd forget how to speak." That's when Suzie turned and ordered three shots, pushing them towards her. "One for courage, two for bravery and three for good luck!"
It took Suzie some convincing but it was clear enough, Eden hadn't even looked at anyone else inhere from the moment he walked in, she couldn't take her eyes off of the white haired biker. So, after three courageous shots she stood, smoothing her dark green dress down and made her way over. She was already blushing but once stood in front of him all she could think about was the song she'd had on repeat. "Excuse me, you- you.." she briefly pressed her lips and felt the heat in her cheeks. "You look like you love me, I mean you look like you might like me to ask you to come on home but there's an..." she cleared her throat just a little, moving the same hand to rub at her neck. "There's an alleyway at the side of this building that's pretty dark." Shit, was that too forward? What was she thinking! Was she thinking at all? Probably not, hey maybe he had a girlfriend or something but regardless, she'd spoke to him at least and even if he wasn't interested, her heart raced even having his eyes settle on her. All she could think about was how tall he was, how she'd have to do more than lean on her tiptoes to have his lips on hers, to- oh god, her cheeks burned more thinking about his lips finding more than just hers.
Then the fear started to set in, that he might laugh at her or just, send her on her merry way and think her the biggest idiot for being so forward in quite how hot she found him.
#it doesn't have to be this long i'm just setttting them up ehehehe#IM SO EXCITED#eden&levi#eden interactions
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𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐒 / 𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄: Chloë
𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐃𝐀𝐘: February 7th
𝐙𝐎𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐂 𝐒𝐈𝐆𝐍: Aquarius
𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓: 5ft 5"
𝐇𝐎𝐁𝐁𝐈𝐄𝐒: Being lazy and a couch potato.
𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐑: Black, purple, blue
𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊: LotR
𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐆: Bad Life - Sigrid ft Bring Me The Horizon
𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐌𝐎𝐕𝐈𝐄 / 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐖: White Collar
𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃:Not read a book in years
𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍: Movies and Television
𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐁𝐄𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐃 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐔𝐑𝐋: One of my favourite Iron Maiden songs - Infinite Dreams
𝐅𝐔𝐍 𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐓: I have 38 tattoos.
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tagging: @wiinestories, @wrldofmyown, @huntrcssqueen, @byronlc, @vicletnight, @gctawaygirl, @charlie69 and anyone else who would like to do this :)
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Odette's head pounded. Ropes were tied around her wrists and ankles as she sat in a chair in the middle of a dark room. She could hear a faint heartbeat coming from somewhere in the room. But she couldn't pinpoint where exactly he was standing. Must have been with the Dead Man's Blood he injected her with when he jumped her. She picked her head up, eyes darting through the darkness. 'It's not nice to have a lady strapped to a chair in complete darkness, stand in a corner, and not say a word.' She croaked. 'Don't I get to know why you chose to attack me? I haven't done anything to attract a hunters attention.' Which was true. She hadn't hurt anyone, hadn't killed to quench her hunger. She got most of the blood she drank from the Blood Banks she stole from. Ever since she was turned, she stayed completely under anyone's radars. What happened to make her be on a hunter's hit list?
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Doctors and nurses came in and out of her room, rushing around and shouting things at each other.
Scalpel! … Bind! … Losing her! … Clear! … Clear! … Clear!
They did their best, and did their best with keeping Xander as informed as possible throughout the process. One staff member noticed that he was also wounded and needed to be checked out, and spoke with Alfred privately about it. Alfred of course already took note of it but is appreciative of the nurse’s private suggestion.
Hours had passed then. Xander is still in the little waiting area across the hall from Selina’s room as the main doctor working on her comes over, a weary look on his face as he dabs at his glistening forehead with a rag. The man looked like he’d been through the wringer but he did his best to steady himself and talk with Xander.
“Ms. Kyle is steady at the moment.” He starts with. “We were able to operate, remove the bullet and patch her up nicely, but that doesn’t mean it didn’t come with its set of complications along the way…”
Taking the rag and dabbing at his neck, he sighs as he goes through the issues he and his team faced. “Her heart rate kept failing.. we found a bleeder we didn’t anticipate while operating.. oxygen levels almost completely depleted.. but luckily, we have gotten her to a steady state. She is lucky to be alive, to be perfectly honest. So now she is resting, and we shall be monitoring her closely, as well as the baby. Especially the baby, not knowing if there’s been any trauma caused to it. In the meantime, sir, I suggest you relax some. It’s been a rough one all around…”
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Everything was a blur and muffled as her body went into shock. The room seemed to spin and Selina had a moment of uncertainty as to where she was, she was so disoriented. She barely felt her body being moved or registering being spoken to, but her eyes zoned in on the man above her. The sweetest, deepest blue eyes she’s ever seen staring at her, petrified.
And suddenly, the pain kicked in, and her senses jumped into high gear. Acutely aware now and the pain shot through her body unlike anything else she’d felt before. It was so painful though that it was hard to breathe, to make any sort of sounds without the pain jolting through her.
Blood was everywhere. She could smell it, it was so potent. The only thing anchoring her from losing her shit was Xander talking to her, then shouting at Bruce. Selina never saw him so scared and it made her all the more uneasy in the situation.
“Ba…Baby boy…” She said through gritted teeth. A hand weakly came up to rest on his arm as she tried to calm him down. “Should'a kn-known you…wouldn’t list-listen…” Of course she would try to joke with him as she lie there bleeding out, but that’s just how Selina was.
The pain almost becomes unbearable and Selina feels herself drifting. Her eyes start glazing over and her speech become a little slurred. It’s so hard to keep her eyes open but she tries…
“At least y-you’re ssssafe…baby…”
And then, darkness and silence all at once.
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#wrldofmyown#{ selina x xander / 004 }#tw: death#tw: operation#tw: blood#tw: baby#tw: pregnancy#*whistles and walks away*#just gonna…leave this here…#also I couldn’t cut the post because mobile sucks
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Arthur was quite excited to catch up with his old friends from the choir. They had all struggled together attempting to fit in in a very small, very conservative little town in the middle of forgotten America. Liking music, pink and men was not expected from men and the church choir was -oddly enough- the only place where they could be close to being themselves, even if they weren't out yet. During that time the only one he was close enough to know was his sister Daisy but in time most of the town suspected it. His father was not the quiet or understanding type. His mother was but was equally scared of their father.
So Arthur left as soon as a scholarship came along, away from prying and judging eyes and pursued theater, eventually realizing he loved acting yes, but he also loved plays, learning, teaching, finding small nuances in them. He had moved to NY right after college, and hardly never visited their small town, even less so after his sister moved closer to him with her husband and children.
So seeing the old gang again in his beloved city was going to be amazing. He wanted to show them all his favorite spots, hear how they all were, if they had all found love--he had thought he had for a while but ultimately it didn't work out. They had decided to meet in a pub and he was unfortunately late--a last minute department meetup--but was just in time for the guy's 2nd round.
"I can't believe you all made it! I have so many places to show you guys! I'm sorry I can't fit you all in my home, I do live on a teacher's salary," he joked as he made it around the table, patting backs and giving hugs, taking the free spot between Tommy and Ivan. "Hey man, it's been forever. How you've been?" he asked Tommy who clearly had grown up--a lot--since the last time they saw one another.
#arthur.#convo || arthur#wrldofmyown#wrldofmyown; 005#he is 100% wearing that shirt#also he did a little broadway#he just chose to go with being a professor instead but it hink he does the off-broadway thing from time to time#and knows everyone that's worth knowing ofc#also i added ivan there cos i couldn't think of a name and then i remembered i just reblogged ivan#who is / was prolly the only straight one in the choir#but the one that makes people wonder#hahaha
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[ 🎼 ] + Polly&Xan ☺️👀
𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐃 [ 🎼 ] + 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐀 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐈 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 (𝟑-𝟓 𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐒) 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 𝐃𝐘𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐂. ||
Luis Miguel - Suave
Scorpions - Send Me An Angel
Def Leppard - Pour Some Sugar On Me
Young Miko - CLASSY 101
Lana del Rey - Cherry
#wrldofmyown#re: polly and xander#( listen it's the way they have from classics to softies to even intense songs in it ahahahahh )#( I mean the lyrics in these songs??? some lyrics? THEY FIT FOR THEM
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@wrldofmyown asked: 👀 to steve from arlo uwu
He had been out training all day. Between running, boxing, lifting, whatever form of workout he could get his hands on, he did it. So naturally when Steve came home and after lowly announcing his arrival, he trudged to the bathroom and stripped away his beyond sweaty clothing.
The shower is turned on, a low heat would suffice him for now and just as he steps one foot into the shower, he hears the door opening. "Uh.." Steve stutters after turning to see Arlo staring at him. He blushes, despite the other seeing him with nothing on before... "I uh...I just needed a shower..."
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@wrldofmyown !
Eden had planned a little date night, she wanted to show him that she could make just as much effort to surprise him and make a little, quiet life with her.. just as appealing as the adventurous life of danger he knew. She wanted to convince him, give him a real reason, give him a million of them if it meant she got rid of that.. fear of losing him. Ever since he'd asked her about her worries, it lingered more, this idea that.. he might simply not come home one day. He'd go, and he'd never come home and there she'd wait, forever wondering where the love of her life went. She'd never know if he was dead or if he just... left. Did he know how much that'd destroy her? She'd never stop looking for him, she'd spent every day hoping that each bell jingling above her door when her back was turned, would be him coming home. Home, to her, that's what it came down to. She knew she loved Xander, that he loved her but she didn't realise the depth until that moment where she thought about him as being her home.
"Do you mind if I just slip away to the bathroom? I'll be two minutes." she smiled sweetly, and when she stood she looked even sweeter. Eden had started to grow her hair too, she'd kept it short for years out of.. honest fear over it being gripped and used against her again but with Xander? Well she was slowly getting over that fear, she knew she was safe with him. She wore a little sundress, a petite and dainty little thing, more obvious now that she slid off her cardigan and hung it across the back of the chair but that dress, it fluttered around her thighs.. it teased the imagination with each step, like it played on the mind that it might dare to flutter just a little higher. It was clinging around her tiny waist, tied in bows at her shoulders. It'd be so easy to get out of it. She slid away to the bathroom, and once in there? She slid off her panties and put them into her bag, waited a minute and went back out. She placed the bag at the side of the table, in his line of sight and sat with the most devilish smirk.
"Do you want to know a secret, my love?" she purposefully waited until he had a mouthful of drink, she wanted to knock him speechless. She made sure to hold his eye contact, she felt so devilish as she leaned across the table to whisper. "I don't have any panties on." she whispered, and then cast her eyes down to the bag where he'd see a glimpse of her deep green lace at the top of the bag. With that she leaned back and lifted her wine glass with an overly sweet smile.
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