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like for a STARTER from jack.

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adirtydream:

@your-kind-of-madness liked this post for a starter! The muffled sounds of moaning cut in and out with a young woman’s cry. She was weeping. Mary wept as she sucked the last remaining blood from a homeless man on the verge of freezing to death in his sleep behind the dumpster belonging to a bar. Terrifying. Wonderful. That rush of blood - that pure, velvet life -  was hers. All of the pain, the shaking, the desperation wilted into a tranquil calm Mary could not recall ever experiencing before. Is this the way she was meant to take the blood? From the neck and not a bowl? Mary sat there on her knees with her ancient dress hanging off her skinny, pale frame. She was a grim sight until the blood filled her skin and plumped her up. The blood made her wild, black hair into gentle, large curls. Now she was equal parts horror and beauty.  The back door to the bar flew open and Mary was too dazed, too busy absorbing the relief the blood provided. She couldn’t run. Footsteps. Quiet. Her mouth opened, a mess of red and white. Her eyes focused not at all, and then too intensely. A woman. Mary yearned to taste her. Mary feared her too. So she remained there, like a porcelain doll of a corpse, staring with eyes too bright, too steady, to be normal.

JoJo wrapped her scarf around her neck and pulled her cap down onto her head. She looked at her watch one more time then plugged in the code for the alarm system. 

“Fina-fucking-lly” 

It had taken way too much effort to usher the last drunken loser out of her bar.

She took a deep breath and pulled blunt from her pocket. She stuck it in her mouth, lighting it as she used her shoulder to push open the heavy back door. 

The cold hit her hard. She drew in a long smoke and looking around she found herself in the wake of some kind of unimaginable horror. A woman. She was beautiful-- yes-- but terrifying as her mouth was reddened with blood and she sat hovering over a man that had appeared dead. JoJo’s eyes widened. She opened her mouth slightly, but words failed her.

She took another hit. At least the weed could give her some fabricated courage.

“Um, can I help you?”

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Feeding the Demons  by Coniaii

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puerdeos:

                                   ❛   yanno, you keep talking but all i hear is… BLAH. BLAH. BLAH. BLAH. BLAH   ❜  

@your-kind-of-madness // STARTER CALL.

JoJo furrowed her eyebrows as she took another draw from her cigarette. She folded her arms across her chest and tapped her foot impatiently. 

“Well, what do you expect me to do? I get chatty when I’m nervous. It’s not often I have a killer just sitting in my living room. Besides, I’m not paying you to be rude...so will you help me or not?”

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“Look, I’m flattered or whatever that you asked me out, but I don’t do romantic dates or anything. I’m against relationships and love and all the bullshit that goes with it. However, if you want to get a drink and fuck around afterwards-- I’d be down.”

JoJo lights her cigarette and shrugs.

“I doubt you’d like me anyway if you really got to know me.”

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pvssyriot:

suggested connections: boy/girlfriend, friend, stranger.

 the girl looked up from the conversation she had been forced into, a look of desperation in her eyes as the man in front of her droned on about just what he wanted to do to her, his breath stained with the smell of alcohol. esme smiled weakly as she took a sip from her glass, her fingers holding tightly onto the beverage before beginning to scan the crowd  fervently in an attempt to make eye contact with anyone to come and save her from the situation she had somehow found herself in.

Jack downed the shot, letting the liquid amber burn all the way to his stomach. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, hiccuping. It must’ve been his third or fourth drink, but he still felt sober enough to feel the aftermath of a shitty day.

He rose from his table and began to approach the bar. On the way he met eye contact with a girl sitting across from some bumbling guy. He’d seen this situation one to many times and couldn’t help but chuckle.

Time to play hero. He thought.

He walked up to the stranger and placed his hand on her shoulder. 

“Hey, babe,” he said. “Sorry that I got here so late, work was awful. Is this a friend of yours?”

He gestured the drooling loser.

“If so, it’s nice to meet you. Any friend of my girl, is a friend of mine. But I’m afraid I’ll have to steal her away. Time to catch up after a long day.”

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I am back from my 7 month hiatus (oops). I have reprised the roles of my OCs JoJo, Oliver, and Jack, so get to interacting with them! Shoot me a message if you are down to rp. I’ll have some starters posted soon!

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inthe-goldenafternoon:

Oh dear, what had she gotten herself into? She simply couldn’t believe the words that were coming out of his mouth, they just seemed to be getting worse and worse with each passing breath. Alice watched with cautious eyes as he seemed to survey the bar, giving her a moment to finish off her drink, quickly throwing it back, steeling herself for whatever else might fall past his lips. It was odd though, his statements had lewd meaning but he also acted like a child, pressing a finger to his mouth, shushing. Blue eyes followed as he placed money on the counter and removed himself from the stool, motioning for her to follow. This was the moment that Alice hesitated, watching as he stumbled towards the door to the alley, she bit her lip before hopping from her seat. She’d curse her nature later, she was both curious and worried for the drunken fellow, if she had been a woman that riled up quicker, his face wouldn’t be red from drinking alone. So she hurried after him, reaching out to grasp his arm, hoping to steady his wobbly walking, last thing she need was him to fall flat and hurt himself. 

❝Do be careful! But I won’t tell your secret…but fair warning I am not afraid to hit you if this is some trick. ❞ Alice said, she wasn’t stupid by any means and knew that this could either turn out two ways, one being harmless drunken behavior and the other less than such.

“Tricks? Please. I’m no muggle with their cards and silly rabbits in hats. I’m the real thing, love. I’ll prove it.”

Severus looked up and down the alley, making sure it was just the two of them. Then he turned back at the girl and grinned. He opened up one side of his coat and from it pulled his wand-- long and black, wooden. He waved it around a couple of times and laughed, not actually casting spells. That would have drawn attention from the ministry of magic, although, if she asked, he would do anything to show off.

“It’s cool, isn’t it? I can use it to do almost anything.”

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I got 2/5 drafts done tonight. I’m in disney tomorrow, but I will get replies in ASAP. It’s this stupid game still....

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pointe-blanc:

❝I should say the same to you.❞ The redhead remarked with a teasing scoff, brown eyes rolling as she glanced at the other female, leaning back in the seat. ❝May I remind you that I asked you out on a dare? But whatever, pick anything you like off the menu.❞ Ninette sighed, picking up said menu, propping it up, skimming over the choices. She had asked the other out on the premise of a dare by one of the other ballerinas, go up to the next stranger you found attractive and ask them out. And boy was it worth it to see the look on their faces the moment she did, it made everything sweeter, and it didn’t hurt to do, the female across from her was very pretty.

“Oh, yes. Of course. It’s a dare that brought you out here tonight,” JoJo said.

 She smirked, winking at the other, then took a sip from her straw and shrugged.

 “But whatever, I’ll save your dignity and pretend you were forced here.”

JoJo looked down at her menu-- finger tracing along each item until she found what she had wanted. French Fries. The only food worth eating.

“If it means anything, I’m glad you did ask. You’re very beautiful. And french fries are delicious especially coming from someone else’s wallet.”

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simplyamplex:

The two of them were similar, but different.  They came from the same type of family where power games were played like normal families had game night.  It had breed a sharp and cunning mind in both of them. Except in his case, Lex played against his father.  Juliette was loyal to hers and played for him.  Not to mention, she had always found Lex to be too obsessed with his hometown and stuck in one place.  He had the mind to break out further if he wanted, but he stagnated himself.  “Oh the usual.  World domination.” she said with an airy voice. She turned to head to the kitchen, but continued to speak.  “I just came back from Russia yesterday.”

Lex followed her towards the kitchen, chuckling to himself as he shook his head. He did not really have many “friends,” but it was always nice being around friendly company, especially when it was with someone with a similar background. Almost similar.

“World domination?” Lex raised an eyebrow. “How’s that going for you? Did you get Russia to supply weapons or something? Or are you not supposed to tell me? Because then you’d have to kill me, right?”

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Dear people I have drafts for,

@razorsxedge

@inthe-goldenafternoon

@simplyamplex

@pointe-blanc

I am so sorry, I promise replies soon! If not tonight, definitely tomorrow. It’s this stupid game I’ve been addicted to. Please don’t forget about me! <3

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I wanted to do replies tonight but I’m a depressed piece of shit.

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Reverse Starter Call

like this and I will reply to one of your opens

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inthe-goldenafternoon:

She shook her head at him, lifting her glass to her lips, taking a drink of her cocktail, glancing back at him, watching as he suppressed another giggle. Alice couldn’t help but swallow down a chuckle of her own, his silliness was slightly infectious and she wondered if he’d ever been drunk before. He was fairly handsome, even with a cherry red face and odd ramblings about being a wizard. She took another drink, choking at his next words, lowering her glass to look at him, eyes wide in surprise at his statement. 

❝E-excuse me?❞

“My wand. I don’t mean to brag, but it is over a foot long. It makes it very difficult to hide. I’ll show you, but not here.”

Severus looked around, the bar was filled with muggles. Most were fat white ones guzzling down their liquor, laughing and talking loudly. They probably would not have noticed anyway, but Severus was cautious-ish.

“I may be an idiot, but I know how to keep my wizard-ness secret. Well...mostly secret.”

He presses one finger to his mouth. “Shh... don’t tell anyone.”

Sev climbed off of the bar stool and placed some coins on the counter. Then he stumbled towards the back entrance to the alleyway, signaling the other to follow.

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razorsxedge:

             AS SOON AS LUCILLE SENSED the movements of Oliver’s hips she opened her mouth a little further to take more of him, admiring every inch she was able to have a taste of or lay her hand on. She didn’t think that his hand tangled in her hair would make her moan around him just from the light but just right grip, in fact she didn’t expect at all that she would lust after this man soon after he approached her half an hour earlier.

She couldn’t put her finger down on what it was exactly - but the way he had been talking, intellectual yet flirtatious with the contrast of the looks he granted her was a PERFECT MIXTURE that got her all tingly. And now, after entering her apartment there was literally nothing that she didn’t want to do to him. Those blue eyes and the rest of his body made her forget completely about the man she was actually supposed to leave with.

       “ Impatient, aren’t we? If you don’t like what I do, you just have to say it “, she answered after she released him from her mouth but her hand didn’t stop the slow strokes she was granting his cock. She pushed herself up into a kneeling position, her free hand ROAMING THROUGH HIS HAIR and tugging on his roots while she ran her tongue over the spot on his neck where she could feel his pulse pounding, kissing it and adding the slightest of teeth. “ Good for you that I won’t let you leave this room until you fucked me right, big boy “, she purred, pressing closer to him.   

“I like what you do to me.I’d like anything that you did to me.”

The warm kisses on his neck were pure pleasure. Oliver’s mouth hung slightly open, eyes closed, heart pounding as she taunted him. He breathed through his nose, hips still going against the motion of her hand. 

“Y-yes, ma’am,” he said.

It was almost a whimper-- an admittance of his complete submission. 

He laid her back gently against the mattress allowing her to adjust her legs so they were on either side of him. He positioned himself above her, the tip of his cock teasing the entrance to her sex. He leaned down, his mouth on her breast, tongue flicking gently over her nipple. He dragged his tongue up to her shoulder, which he kissed.

 Then he pushed himself into her, slowly, feeling the wet tightness of her pussy enclose around him. He drew in a quick breath as his body was consumed in ecstasy. 

His only thoughts were that he wanted more--to be closer. Deeper. 

“Fuck, you feel so good.”

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Someone like for a starter from young JoJo. She is lonely and needs some interaction.