straightuphellion asked: Take Me
22. 
"I don’t want you to be gentle," she started, playing around with his dark locks for a moment before leaning closer to his ear and hotly whisper something into it. "I want you to be rough with me."

BDSM/Kink Sentence Meme

angelamongdemons:

Put “Take Me” in my ask box and I’ll generate a number from 1-60 and give you a sentence starter! [Prompts are incredibly nsfw, possible trigger warnings apply!] Feel free to alter the sentence to suit your character (and their orientation/preferences!)

Points if don’t read below the cut before sending!!

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thetigressofzod asked: "Dick never shuts up about you."

Send my muse “_____ never shuts up about you” for their reaction.

"Oh, that’s just him…probably worrying about me all that stuff. Never knew you were close to him if he talks about me that much."

Send my muse “_____ never shuts up about you” for their reaction.

Birthday Girl || Open RP

serenade-of-silence:

Knowing he had calmed her, even just a little, brought another peaceful smile to his own face and he nodded. Reaching out his hand, he grabbed the door and held it open for her, with the warm air and the smell of baking ingredients smacking them in the face instantly. It definitely wasn’t the fanciest of places, family-owned, chairs and tables that looked like they were straight from the 80’s era, but the place smelled divine. He’d bet his life on saying the taste matched that aroma dead on.

"After you," he offered, giving her a mock bow just to be silly. "Pick any table you like."

"You can be a bit too much, but…I guess that’s what makes me like you," she commented with a small laugh before entering the building. While the decors may be a little bit cheesy and very outdated to this time, Raven simply shrugged her shoulders and greeted a small hello to several of the severs who waved at them. She said nothing else as she headed towards the far end of the table, far from the small crowd that sat in front of the restaurant before sliding into one of the booths. "This place is…quite homey, but nice." She commented, taking one of the menus on the side and began to look through them.

"Hmm…so many options to pick from…I guess I’ll settle down with their vegetarian pizza…wait…maybe the spinach pizza…” 

Birthday Girl || Open RP

serenade-of-silence:

"You’ve become quite the charmer," he mused to himself, but his smirk fell away when he noticed the trouble she was having. Evening in the city was always packed, between the people coming home from work, and those going out for a night on the town. He removed his arm from hers, and draped it over her shoulders instead, pulling her in tight against his side to protect her from too much of the jostling.

He felt the best thing he could do was try to cover up the thick fog of emotions she must be feeling, so he took a breath, and purposely tried to send out as many vibes and feelings for her that he could. It involved getting a little lost in his own mind, going over memories, dreams, fantasies, anything he could, but he hoped that an onslaught of very positive emotions might do her some good.

After a few moments of feeling a mixture of anger, hatred, impatience, and all those other negative emotions that many people are projecting, the empath paused for a moment when she suddenly felt elated and relaxed as if a heavy weight was suddenly lifted off from her shoulders. 'I wonder what he is thinking about…' She thought, seeing the faraway look in his eyes but continued to allow herself to stay content with the current situation by taking several deep, calming breaths. 

"I-I guess this is the place, right?" she said, stopping in front of a building with a pizza sign hanging on the brick wall. 

only-onewinner asked: Take Me'
35. 
"So…" she started, lazily trailing her finger around on the bed for a moment and gave the older woman an innocent look before her features started to change slightly as she leaned in a bit closer to her. "Do you own any handcuffs?"

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∂ση’т вє αησтнєя σηє.
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Summertime Vacation || troia-donna-troy

troia-donna-troy:

"Rae, I promise we are going to have good clean fun, no hook ups with random strangers will be happening on our vacation. You like Johnny and I like Julian, they will be our men one day." Donna smiled over at her best friend. "We also have to remember to watch our drinks at all times and we can’t get drunk while we are here, because we always end up not remembering what we did the night before."

Checking her phone she made sure no one texted her and put it away in her purse, before handing her ticket over to the flight attendent. “We are only a few hours away from arriving in Vegas! Aren’t you excited?”

"But isn’t drinking in Vegas the point of this trip? Or was it the gambling and partying?" she asked as they waited in line before feeling her own phone buzzing in the pocket, she handed her ticket over the flight attendant before quickly reading the text and felt her cheeks turning pink. She looked around for a moment before she send a quick message back and smiling as she pocketed her phone back. 

"I guess I am…" she said with a small sigh but smiled at the excited and delighted expression on her face before they went off to search for their seats. "Come on now, the plane is going to fly in about twenty minutes." 

thetigressofzod asked: Faora had been pacing around the house for days, doing a mix of crying and having silent outbursts of rage, but she never left the house. She refused to leave Raven right now, she just couldn't. She knew how her wife felt in this very moment, how it would affect her... after all, she had been through the same ordeal once upon a time. She lifted a hand to knock on the bedroom door, but just rested it on the wood panel with a sigh. "Rae... Just let me in..."

thetigressofzod:

thelastazarathian:

After a miscarriage of our characters’ child, my character has been locked up in their room for days, not eating. What does your character do?

She stared up at the ceiling with a blank expression while holding the pillow close to her chest, she closed her eyes for a moment while wondering to herself what went wrong. The empath could vividly remember things were going so well with the growing child in her stomach, it was one of the happiest day she ever experience. But then the next… she could no longer feel her baby’s energy as she awoke in her own pool of blood.

It was far too late to save anything as soon as they got to the hospital. 

She clutched the pillow more tightly, clenching her eyes shut before hearing the door knocking softly. She slowly sat up and stared at it for a moment, letting out a soft sigh when she heard Faora’s voice coming from the other side. 

And for the first time ever since they got back home, Raven went over to the door and open it before she quickly fell into the Kryptonian’s arms and sobbed in her shoulder. 

Faora wrapped her arms around her wife tightly and let her hands thread through her long locks. She felt at a loss, as if there was nothing she could say or do that would ease her wife’s pain… but she had to at least try to comfort her. 

"I love you so much… so so much." She buried her face into her wife’s hair and inhaled, trying her best to provide some sort of comfort to Raven. "I hurt too, baby…"

"I-I love you," she replied back, choking her words out in a croak. Her wife’s touches were greatly comforting and it did help her ease down a bit, but the pain she was feeling still did not go away; her child was gone and it will never return. But the thought of losing someone else closer and more dear to her heart frightens her further as she gripped Faora’s waist tighter, burying her face further into her shoulder. 

"Please don’t leave me," she whispered.

Birthday Girl || Open RP

serenade-of-silence:

"It’s not the place that does it," he murmured under his breath as he followed her along. She seemed to bounce right back into the exact cool and calm persona that he had been trying so hard to keep, and he actually envied her in that moment. He was sure anyone looking at him could see everything going on in his mind right now. However once he was out into the fresh air, it gave him the frame of mind he needed to pull himself together again.

"Much better," he agreed, resting a hand on her lower back, then motioning down the street with the other. "It’s just down here a block or two, if you don’t mind walking it. I’m sure you’ll be the most glamorous looking woman in the building too."

"Along with the handsome man with a dashing smile," she added, wrapping her own arm around his waist with a smile. While the night’s air did seem to help her, the crowded street did no good for her when she found herself gripping onto Joseph tighter, squeezing close to him as possible whenever a stranger would bump in her direction and she would murmur out an apology to them. "Busy night, huh?" She commented under her breath. 

vanessa ives in every episode → 1x07 possession

i want you to rule the darkness with me, at my side.

Birthday Girl || Open RP

serenade-of-silence:

It was like the air itself had shifted, like oxygen wasn’t even made of the same components anymore, or that electricity had been infused into it. He felt highly rejuvenated, maybe even a little light-headed with every breath he reminded himself to take. He got the term ‘rose-colored glasses’ now, given that he swore everything had just taken this odd pink tinge, and not even blinking his eyes to try and shake it off worked.

"They’re wonderful," he answered, remembering that conversation was probably a really good thing to continue. You have to act like a human being now, Joe, otherwise you’re just going to be strange. "Very passionate about what they do, I know it’ll be a hit—-"

Her comment made him flush even more, proof that he was doing a dreadful job of covering all this up. Damn it. “Yes, I’m fine, don’t worry about me,” he confirmed, tilting his head into her hand a little. “Nothing some fresh air won’t help.”

She lingered her hand on his warming cheek for a few more moments, letting her thumb brushed against his soft skin. She slowly pulled back and clearing her throat softly before observing around their surroundings, nodding her head in agreement. “I guess fresh air does sound nice about now.” She commented, pulling the color of her clothing slightly back and allowing the heat of her skin to escape.

"And you really do need it right now if this place gets you this hot," she said, walking down the halls and gave the other people a wave of goodbye while thanking them for a wonderful performance before they made it out to the exit. "Better now?" She asked him, breathing in the cooling air that breezed pass them.

mxrder:

{-☠-} ——”True.” Jason rubbed the back of his head, great first impression. “I’ll supsrise you.”

"All right then," she said, shrugging her shoulders but smiled up at him. "Surprise me away."

BDSM/Kink Sentence Meme

angelamongdemons:

Put “Take Me” in my ask box and I’ll generate a number from 1-60 and give you a sentence starter! [Prompts are incredibly nsfw, possible trigger warnings apply!] Feel free to alter the sentence to suit your character (and their orientation/preferences!)

Points if don’t read below the cut before sending!!

Read More