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i am officially moving to my new blog, @sparsilelove, now that i've gotten my access all fixed up! this blog will remain up as an archive / backup way of contacting people if things get weird again.
a few things to note about the new blog:
if you're writing with a muse of mine who is no longer listed, don't panic -- i'n most cases i am happy to finish up the thread we're working on, i'll just post replies to it from this account instead of my new one!
for those threads i'm no longer feeling, i'll be in touch as i work through my backlog.
all other threads will be continued on the new blog, in new threads -- i'll tag / mention you when they're up
i am making a side blog for canon character stuff, so any plots where i'm playing a canon character are paused for the moment
i won't necessarily follow everyone i've been following on this blog, but that doesn't mean we can't still write together -- i'm just being a little more selective / better at curating the content i want to see
message me if you have any questions!
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i am officially moving to my new blog, @sparsilelove, now that i've gotten my access all fixed up! this blog will remain up as an archive / backup way of contacting people if things get weird again.
a few things to note about the new blog:
if you're writing with a muse of mine who is no longer listed, don't panic -- i'n most cases i am happy to finish up the thread we're working on, i'll just post replies to it from this account instead of my new one!
for those threads i'm no longer feeling, i'll be in touch as i work through my backlog.
all other threads will be continued on the new blog, in new threads -- i'll tag / mention you when they're up
i am making a side blog for canon character stuff, so any plots where i'm playing a canon character are paused for the moment
i won't necessarily follow everyone i've been following on this blog, but that doesn't mean we can't still write together -- i'm just being a little more selective / better at curating the content i want to see
message me if you have any questions!
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i am officially moving to my new blog, @sparsilelove, now that i've gotten my access all fixed up! this blog will remain up as an archive / backup way of contacting people if things get weird again.
a few things to note about the new blog:
if you're writing with a muse of mine who is no longer listed, don't panic -- i'n most cases i am happy to finish up the thread we're working on, i'll just post replies to it from this account instead of my new one!
for those threads i'm no longer feeling, i'll be in touch as i work through my backlog.
all other threads will be continued on the new blog, in new threads -- i'll tag / mention you when they're up
i am making a side blog for canon character stuff, so any plots where i'm playing a canon character are paused for the moment
i won't necessarily follow everyone i've been following on this blog, but that doesn't mean we can't still write together -- i'm just being a little more selective / better at curating the content i want to see
message me if you have any questions!
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i am officially moving to my new blog, @sparsilelove, now that i've gotten my access all fixed up! this blog will remain up as an archive / backup way of contacting people if things get weird again.
a few things to note about the new blog:
if you're writing with a muse of mine who is no longer listed, don't panic -- i'n most cases i am happy to finish up the thread we're working on, i'll just post replies to it from this account instead of my new one!
for those threads i'm no longer feeling, i'll be in touch as i work through my backlog.
all other threads will be continued on the new blog, in new threads -- i'll tag / mention you when they're up
i am making a side blog for canon character stuff, so any plots where i'm playing a canon character are paused for the moment
i won't necessarily follow everyone i've been following on this blog, but that doesn't mean we can't still write together -- i'm just being a little more selective / better at curating the content i want to see
message me if you have any questions!
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i am officially moving to my new blog, @sparsilelove, now that i've gotten my access all fixed up! this blog will remain up as an archive / backup way of contacting people if things get weird again.
a few things to note about the new blog:
if you're writing with a muse of mine who is no longer listed, don't panic -- i'n most cases i am happy to finish up the thread we're working on, i'll just post replies to it from this account instead of my new one!
for those threads i'm no longer feeling, i'll be in touch as i work through my backlog.
all other threads will be continued on the new blog, in new threads -- i'll tag / mention you when they're up
i am making a side blog for canon character stuff, so any plots where i'm playing a canon character are paused for the moment
i won't necessarily follow everyone i've been following on this blog, but that doesn't mean we can't still write together -- i'm just being a little more selective / better at curating the content i want to see
message me if you have any questions!
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i am officially moving to my new blog, @sparsilelove, now that i've gotten my access all fixed up! this blog will remain up as an archive / backup way of contacting people if things get weird again.
a few things to note about the new blog:
if you're writing with a muse of mine who is no longer listed, don't panic -- i'n most cases i am happy to finish up the thread we're working on, i'll just post replies to it from this account instead of my new one!
for those threads i'm no longer feeling, i'll be in touch as i work through my backlog.
all other threads will be continued on the new blog, in new threads -- i'll tag / mention you when they're up
i am making a side blog for canon character stuff, so any plots where i'm playing a canon character are paused for the moment
i won't necessarily follow everyone i've been following on this blog, but that doesn't mean we can't still write together -- i'm just being a little more selective / better at curating the content i want to see
message me if you have any questions!
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i am officially moving to my new blog, @sparsilelove, now that i've gotten my access all fixed up! this blog will remain up as an archive / backup way of contacting people if things get weird again.
a few things to note about the new blog:
if you're writing with a muse of mine who is no longer listed, don't panic -- i'n most cases i am happy to finish up the thread we're working on, i'll just post replies to it from this account instead of my new one!
for those threads i'm no longer feeling, i'll be in touch as i work through my backlog.
all other threads will be continued on the new blog, in new threads -- i'll tag / mention you when they're up
i am making a side blog for canon character stuff, so any plots where i'm playing a canon character are paused for the moment
i won't necessarily follow everyone i've been following on this blog, but that doesn't mean we can't still write together -- i'm just being a little more selective / better at curating the content i want to see
message me if you have any questions!
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👻୧‿︵‿︵ just fucking around !
send in one of the prompts below for my muse’s response. these are very nsfw ! please feel free to specify or change something where you see fit.
( just a little missionary ) our muses are having romantic sex in the missionary position
( lotus flowers ) our muses are having romantic sex wrapped around each other in bed in the lotus position
( bubble bath ) our muses are enjoying a romantic soak in the bath when things turn very heated - and it's not just the lit candles
( talk dirty to me ) our muses are having very intense sex with a lot of dirty talking to get each other to orgasm
( tongue twister ) our muses are in a very intimate position where they are able to perform oral sex on each other at the same time
( g-spot ) one muse is teasing the other with their fingers, fingering them and making them squrim
( rug burn ) our muses can hardly wait to find a bed or some other soft surface before they're falling to the floor together and having sex right then and there
( steamy windows ) our muses can't make it out of the car without steaming up the windows and finding interesting positions to get into while having sex in the car
( frisky business ) our muses have sneaky sex at one of their places of work
(morning sex ) our muses are just waking up when they begin getting frisky before the coffee is even put on!
( go downtown ) one muse performs oral sex on the other
( keep quiet ) our muses are having to be very quiet when having sex. think muffled moans, keeping their hands over their mouths, little giggles, and shushes.
( the great outdoors ) our muses are having sex outside. please feel free to specify where.
( bondage ) our muses are playing around with bondage; cuffs, blindfolds, etc. feel free to specify what.
#hello send these in for a starter on my new blog when i get sorted#specify muse pls!!!#or type of muse like gimme someone sweet ot whatever
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@downthecove you're partially responsible for this
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nicky wanted to make another joke, say something stupid to lighten the mood, but he felt like maybe the mood couldn't be lightened. not that way, anyway. usually he'd pour them a drink or get something from his bag of special treats, but for some reason he held back.
closing the distance between them, nicky reached out to cup rafa's face, stroking his thumbs over the younger man's cheeks.
"i'm glad this feels like somewhere safe. what do you want to do? we could lay in bed, we could sit on the couch. we could take about it, we could watch tv, we could make out ..." he waggled his eyebrows at the last suggestion. "kidding with that last one. mostly."
rafael was constantly feeling all this pressure to be perfect. he was the president's son, and he had things to uphold. but he was tired of it, of the cameras, of the secret service, of the whispers that were always about him and how he was fucking it up. so he just gave in to the shit they say and he did shit things, not helping his cause.
but even after doing drugs, and getting them from nicky, something had changed, he didn't want to be that person, and maybe nicky was trying to change himself? they were both always in their little island when it was just the two of them. and tonight that's what rafael needed.
rafa walked in and he turned to look at nicky when he asked what was up. " i just, needed to get away. i managed to escape from the ss, " he said. " i turned off my phone, just in case they tried to track. but i needed somewhere safe to be. "
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a week prior, jason had treated them all to a rendition of 'maria' from the sound of music, changing the lyrics to be about damian. how do you solve a problem like damian? not that dick saw him as a problem, as such. he was just ... difficult. even bruce had difficulty keeping robin in check.
"i learned from the best," dick replied, eyes still fixed on the suit in front of him. like all of them, he was deeply shaped by his time at bruce's side. it marked them all differently. dick, for his part, was never sure how to feel when he caught himself saying or doing something that was clearly from the bruce wayne playbook.
tearing his eyes away, dick lifted an arm up, nodding to try and draw damian over. "we're not in the field and it's not an order, but my quest to get you comfortable with human contact continues. hug?" dick had always been a tactile person. damian was the only person he asked for permission to touch -- everyone else was (begrudgingly) used to his antics.
damian had struggled to put into words his feelings following bruce’s disappearance. on one hand, the young assassin knew his father would turn up eventually, likely all a part of some elaborate scheme to draw out the darkest corners of gotham. but on the other hand - the idea of the no one under the cowl sent a chill down his spine. he couldn’t imagine gotham without batman. there was only one person in the world damian thought could fill that role.
and everyone knew it was true. dick was the only person. damian was too young, brash and inexperienced. jason - too broken and undisciplined. tim - too unsure of himself. and to be quite honest, damian, in his inherited role as robin, wouldn’t accept anyone else other than dick.
“very batman of you, wouldn’t you think?” damian teased. “father wouldn’t want it to be anyone else. you’re the only one i’ll take orders from in the field - and even that is pushing it, grayson,” damian continued, peering up at the man he’d crushed on for years at this point.
damian was still learning how to be gentler - but with dick, it was easy. easer than with anyone else.
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hit me with your fave underused faces, i have a couple of muses who are being tricky to recast!
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Stiles could actually feel his heart racing as the man leaned in closer like that, his huge bulk almost looming over Stiles even though they were both sitting down and he couldn’t deny how thrilling it was just how…big he was. Not to mention his confidence that he could put Stiles in his place, but the kind of confidence that didn’t need to yell or brag, a quiet yet undeniable confidence that made Stiles’s toes curl and his legs feel weak. The idea that at any moment this could escalate so quickly and so intensley.
“And where exactly do you think my place is, hm? I bet you think it’s with you, completely at your mercy and doing everything you can to get me to call you Daddy. I’ll happily say worse to you, even if your arms are bigger then my head so if you’re expecting me to bashfully back down….” He trailed off before his grin grew even more and suddenly he was doing something completely on impulse and pushing his ice cream right into Declan’s face which had gotten oh so close. Even Stiles couldn’t believe he’d done that, a breathless little laugh esaping his lips.
“Oops, my bad. Hand slipped.”
any comeback declan was planning died on his lips as the ice cream cone was smashed into his face. he felt the cold, sticky mess begin to melt, and a deep laugh rumbled up from his chest. while other people would probably find it disrespectful or frustrating, declan was nothing but utterly charmed by the gesture. stiles’ particular brand of mischievous brattiness was entirely too endearing.
“hand slipped, huh?” he reached up to wipe some of it off, reaching over to smear it across stiles’ face. “mine too.” he grinned, grabbing the cone from stiles’ hand and throwing it in the trash as well. “just disarming you, in case you decide to try that shit again.” he tilted his head to the side, an assessing look on his face. “i’ll remember that, by the way. i’m adding it to your tally. little black book of punishment and all that. now, are you gonna clean me up or what?” his grin returned, a challenge of his own in his eyes. “would be awful sad to cute this date short just because you can’t fucking behave. and i’m sure as shit not gonna lick it up.”
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“always and anywhere, you know that,” jace replied, enjoying the familiar weight of alec’s arm around his shoulders. he grinned when it became clear where they were going. this had always been their favourite hideout, back in the days where izzy had cooties and max was an annoying baby. they’d spent hours studying runes and history, quizzing each other, even napping.
“this place looks just like when we were last here, like no time passed at all.” it’d been a few years since they’d been in this particular spot, but it was the same as ever. he would have expected dust or the signs of pests, but instead, it was as perfect as it ever was.
following alec, jace threw himself down beside his parabatai, misjudging the distance and ending up quite a bit closer than he’d intended. instead of shifting away, he stayed put, skin on fire where their sides brushed together.
“some of my favourite memories happened in this room,” he mused, looking up at the ceiling. “that mark there, wasn’t that from when we were trying to master the heat rune?”
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Stiles was the one to be taken aback this time, as Declan’s grin got dirty and a little predatory and his choice of words that kind of stole Stiles’s breath for a moment at the promise and warning it held. Unable to not imagine Declan as that said Daddy, the idea of being spanked by him…tamed by him, belonging to him in a thousand different ways that had his heart racing and dick twitching, not to mention the blush on his face. Especially the Daddy put, fuck how did he know? But he couldn’t exactly fold now could he, not when being difficult and mouthy was Stiles’s strongsuit.
“And what’s wrong me saying what I think in public, hm?” He challenged, brow raised and smirk on his lips. “Is it too much for you, I’ve said way worse things in public but if you need me to be more vanilla or family friendly to suit you then sure thing” He smirked, the challenge in his eyes is undeniable. “And plenty of people have tried to teach me manners, respect and lessons and look how well that turned out” He clicked his tongue against the inside of his cheek before taking another long, slow lick of his ice cream.
declan grinned as he noticed the younger man’s reaction to the word daddy. it was a risky thing to put out there -- it wasn’t everyone’s thing -- but dec was pretty good at figuring out when it was worth a punt. he was pleased to see that he’d been on the money this time.
the smirk was too fucking cute. declan wanted to lick it.
“oh, i’m sure you’ve said worse in public, i’m sure you’ve been a fucking brat your whole life,” declan answered him, tossing the last of his sorbet cone into a nearby trashcan. “here’s the thing, though,” he continued, leaning further into stiles’ space, emphasising his bulk and height. "have you said worse to someone like me? not limp dick shits like that guy at the club, not your little friends who blush and giggle at any euphemism, not some boring ass date from an app that can’t possibly keep up with you ...” he tilted his head, slowly licking his bottom lip. “have you said worse to someone who can and will follow through? someone who knows exactly how to put boys like you in their place?”
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The taboo would always be there. Blocking the path towar a happiness he knew would be there, but rules and regulations and so many lessons told him never to idle on the thought. For so many reasons, never let his mind linger. So he pushed through, as best he could.
The plastered smile was one he familiar with, and when the other’s comment came out, he felt himself smling honestly in response. Weight shifting, close enough that he could bump his forehead to the shorter males for just a moment, before standing up.
“Find somewhere quiet and just relax?” Nobody knew this place better than the pair of them. Plenty of rooms to tuck themselves away in like when they were kids. “C’mon, let’s go.” And if the other consented he’d lead the way, avoiding any prying eyes. Time with just Jace was a luxury few could come between.
jace would have happily lived forever in the moment of brief contact of alec's forehead against his. it wasn't like they were strangers to touch -- hugs, joining hands to amplify their bond, jaunty claps on backs. but the intimate touches, even innocently so, were rarer. the few fantasies he allowed himself about alec always focused on such things -- like quiet mornings in each other's arms, or falling asleep with his head on alec's chest.
"that sounds great," jace replied, smile turning more genuine. the institute was full of nooks and crannies -- they could surely find somewhere to hide out for a spell. "i'll put these away and then we can go."
he grabbed the training swords and put them back, knowing izzy would have their heads if they didn't, then returned to alec's side. he had the urge to reach out and grab for his hand, so much so that his own twitched in foolish hope. "where to?"
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Oh he could practically feel those eyes boaring into him as he acted like this, unable to not grin like a little shit at this point, knowing he’d affected the older man like that. If Stiles was being honest with himself just having the attention of a man who looked like Declan, in other words a greek god, was thrilling enough on his own…but also getting to tease the man and have him look at Stiles like that? That was a new thrill entirely.
“You want me to give you a supportive pat on the back for coming up with that?” Stiles retorted with a little smirk but nonetheless followed Declan and sit down next to him on the beach. There were less people around in this part, though it was harly entirely private. Stiles had to admit the man’s words surprised him, even made him blush a little not only at all that praise but also the dirty little thrill of this man floggingg him. Fuck.
“Now what makes you think I need that? I’m just a sweet thing over here” He remarked, mischief and a little challenge in your eyes. “Fine, you are…a bit of a dork. That’s my take. Big heart, always feels like he’s gotta keep everyone safe and right wrongs that he sees. You probably workout not as much to show off but so you’re the strongest guy around to protect others” Stiles remarked, before flicking his tongue across his lips. “But you know, there’s more to it then that. You love challenge, easy bores you…and you also have a way dirtier mind then people realize and they’d be shocked about what you want” He grinned, leaning in to whisper in his ear. “For example, I bet part of you just wants to grab me and do whatever you want to me even if people see” He cooed out.
declan stared for a moment, taken aback by how well stiles had read him after only knowing him such a short time. slowly, his face morphed into a grin and he nodded approvingly.
“you’re perceptive, i’ll give you that,” he replied, taking a bite of his sorbet. “there’s a whole lot of flaws and shit you apparently haven’t picked up on yet, but that’s to be expected. you’re right about the muscles -- combo of growing up on a farm and hating bullies.” and a brief stint in prison, but that wasn’t exactly first date fodder.
“but that last bit ...” his grin turned dirty, leaning in so he could speak quietly, his voice low and dark. “you’re right, of course, but saying shit like that to me right here? in public? that’s exactly why you need a daddy to pull you over his lap and teach you some fucking respect.”
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