not your bitch.

It's the worst part. When you still expect to find the road that takes you home. It's the part that's cruel.

fatima aamer bilal, from we were put on this earth desperate, hungry and willing.

⋆｡‧˚ʚ💋ɞ˚‧｡⋆ 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐦𝐞. 𝐧𝐨𝐰. (VERY USFT!!!!) 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 - send ‘reverse’ for the sender and receiver to swap. adjust wording as needed!

[ grind ] sender straddles receiver’s lap and starts grinding against them, slow and intentional

[ whisper ] sender leans in and whispers exactly what they want to do to receiver in excruciating detail

[ wristgrab ] in the middle of a heated moment, sender pins receiver’s wrists above their head

[ needy ] sender pulls receiver into their lap, desperate and breathless, kissing them like it’s not enough

[ tease ] sender drags their lips and tongue down the length of receiver’s stomach, but stops just before going lower

[ undone ] sender undresses receiver one piece of clothing at a time, dragging it out with loaded glances

[ taste ] sender drops to their knees and starts kissing up the inside of receiver’s thighs

[ lapfull ] sender drags receiver onto their lap in the middle of a conversation, their hands already wandering

[ control ] sender takes full control, guiding receiver’s hands, body, and every motion

[ tug ] sender grips receiver’s hair and yanks their head back to kiss them roughly

[ choke ] sender wraps a hand lightly around receiver’s throat while their lips are barely apart

[ lipbite ] sender bites down on receiver’s bottom lip while grinding against them

[ praise ] in the middle of it all, sender whispers praise between every movement "just like that," "you're doing so good," "don’t stop"

[ beg ] sender makes receiver beg for it

[ mouthy ] sender licks into receiver’s mouth mid-kiss, messy and aggressive

[ suck ] sender sucks a mark into receiver’s neck, possessive and without shame

[ edge ] sender brings receiver right to the brink, over and over, refusing to let them finish

[ wrecked ] sender has one goal: to leave receiver trembling and ruined beneath them

[ needy grind ] clothes still on, sender grinds against receiver until they’re both panting, desperate for more

[ between ] sender slips a hand between receiver’s thighs while whispering, “you’ve been wanting this, haven’t you?”

[ ride ] sender pushes receiver down and climbs on top, holding eye contact the entire time

[ spit ] sender leans over and lets spit drip into receiver’s mouth before kissing them hard

[ mess ] clothes scattered, sheets ruined, bodies tangled—sender and receiver didn’t hold back

[ slow ] sender draws everything out. every stroke, every breath, every motion unbearably slow

[ possessive ] sender fucks receiver like they’re trying to make sure no one else ever will

[ overstim ] sender keeps going even after receiver's already shaking from release

[ grip ] sender grabs receiver by the hips, holding them in place while taking full control

[ hot & heavy ] sender and receiver go at it somewhere they absolutely shouldn’t

[ control freak ] sender lets receiver think they're in charge… until they flip the roles mid-way

[ lips everywhere ] sender kisses every part of receiver’s body.

[ breathless ] sender doesn’t let up until receiver is clawing at their back, gasping for air

[ all night ] sender makes sure receiver doesn’t sleep... again, and again, and again

[ tongue ] sender slides their tongue along receiver’s skin, taking their time tasting every inch

[ dark corner ] they don’t make it home! sender drags receiver into a shadowed corner and gets to work

[ eye contact ] sender holds eye contact the entire time they’re going down on receiver

[ mirror ] sender takes receiver in front of the mirror so they can both watch

𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞

❝ i want to hear every sound you make. don’t hold back. ❞

❝ get on your knees—now. ❞

❝ you’re not leaving this bed until i say so. ❞

❝ look at you. all mine and dripping for it. ❞

❝ you said 'just one more time' last time, remember? ❞

❝ keep quiet, or they’ll hear. ❞

❝ is this what you wanted? me, like this, ruining you? ❞

❝ you’re shaking—already? we’ve barely started. ❞

❝ i haven’t even touched you yet, and you're already begging. ❞

❝ be good for me and spread your legs. ❞

❝ don’t you dare finish until i tell you to. ❞

❝ you’re going to be the death of me, but i’ll die happy. ❞

❝ say it. say you need me. say it louder. ❞

❝ i could do this all night. want to test me? ❞

❝ if you want more, use your words. ❞

❝ you look so pretty when you beg. ❞

❝ you’re not shy now, are you? ❞

❝ take it. like that. good. ❞

❝ tell me where you want my mouth. ❞

his arms had slipped around her, chin resting just over her shoulder as his gaze followed three dragons receding in the sky. briefly, he wondered if they'd head off to dine for the evening. (if they would stick to cattle or cause trouble in the cities.) but he makes no comment; simply holds his queen close to his chest from behind. her words bring about a grin – the former king in the north squeezes her gently before turning his face inwards, his nose just nudging her cheek as his smile widens against her. ❝ is that truly what my queen wishes for? and if i should advise her of the many counsel meetings we have scheduled throughout the day, or that i had plans to hunt in the early afternoon? ❞ he jests, of course. lips pressing to her cheek before his head should lift and gaze catch the corner of her eye.

𝗮𝘄𝗸𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗱 / 𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘀𝗲

"So... about last night."

"Do you remember anything, or should I start from the top?"

"We said it wouldn’t mean anything. Did that change?"

"You can sneak out, or we can talk like adults."

“Did we make a mistake?”

 𝘀𝗼𝗳𝘁 / 𝗮𝗳𝗳𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝗮𝘁𝗲

"I could get used to waking up next to you."

"You drooled on my arm, just FYI."

"I made coffee. Thought you’d want to talk before the world comes back in."

"Let’s stay like this a little longer."

"Your hair’s a mess. It’s cute."

 𝗳𝘂𝗻𝗻𝘆 / 𝗲𝗺𝗯𝗮𝗿𝗿𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗲𝗱

"Okay, whose sock is this?"

"I thought that was a dream. It wasn’t, was it?"

"Is this the part where I apologize or make breakfast?"

"I swear I’ve never done that before."

"Please tell me I didn’t cry over pizza last night."

 𝗿𝗲𝗴𝗿𝗲𝘁𝗳𝘂𝗹 / 𝗲𝗺𝗼𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗹

"We shouldn't have done that."

"I still love them. I'm sorry."

"I wish it could be more than just this."

"You deserve better than a night I can't remember."

"I don’t know what happens next."

 𝘀𝗹𝗲𝗲𝗽𝘆 / 𝗰𝗮𝘀𝘂𝗮𝗹

"Mmmph... Five more minutes."

"You’re hogging the blanket again."

"Coffee or cuddles first?"

"Your alarm’s been going off for ten minutes."

we are friends. and if i misread all of this, then i’m sorry.

you shouldn’t come in here. it’s not safe. i’m not safe.

this was supposed to be our second chance.

i can still tell when you’re scared.

if you’re not going to believe in yourself, i’ll have to do it for you.

sometimes what’s painful in the moment is what gets you where you need to go.

i’m sorry you met me. but i’m glad i got to know you.

i won’t apologize for protecting you from yourself.

be careful of the dark. too easy to lose your way.

it can’t be just you. i’m not leaving you here alone.

we both have things to be sorry for.

you’re the one part of all of this i don’t regret.

i wish i knew what made you this way.

i know you’re still trying to save me, but you can’t save someone who’s already dead.

don’t you talk to me about pain.

i always loved watching you sleep.

i’m just so tired of having to choose the least bad option.

we were happy once. weren’t we?

you seem upset. but you’d need feelings for that.

you can hate me, but you’re gonna have to trust me.

we do what we have to do to make sure we win.

why is it you are so willing to give everyone here the benefit of the doubt?

i’m tired. exhausted, under the weight of everything.

this is not murder, it’s survival. 

i think we’re more alike than you care to admit.

this is our chance. i’m not just gonna give up.

you deserve to have a life.

i can’t wait for you to see who you’re gonna become.

the worse you look, the better i do.

sometimes, helping hurts like hell.

you can’t keep picking a scab over and over.

can’t i just blame everything on my mother and be done with it?

the whole world’s haunted.

if anybody can do this, it’s us. we take what we got, and we make it work.

i don’t know you. and you don’t know me.

you’re everything i’m never gonna be.

i believe in you more than i’ve ever believed in myself.

i’m done licking my wounds.

i know i don’t need you, but that’s not the point. you’re supposed to fucking be here.

this is my home. i’m not going anywhere.

who the fuck has time for gestures?

when hell breaks lose, it breaks fast.

i’m generally a pleasant person. 

it’s built on blood and lies. it’s all it’ll ever be.

can you live without that pressure?

gonna be honest, kinda feels like you avoid me sometimes.

you’ve been in a mood lately.

i’m not as good as you hoped.

you don’t get to just drop this in somebody else’s lap and walk away.

we are all we have.

love no one, and no one can hurt you.

you’re happy? you’re allowed to be, in case you didn’t know.

so you can’t stay, you can’t go, you’re miserable either way?

you don’t trust anyone else to take care of things.

is this performative? you’re waiting for me to ask if you’re okay?

just because someone saved your life doesn’t mean you have to live the rest of it for them. 

you need me to be different. right?

this isn’t hell. it’s who we are.

i can feel you chasing something. i can feel you fixating on something.

i’m not great with consistency. 

i couldn’t imagine a world where i give less of a fuck.

that’s the thing with secrets. they almost never stay secret.

you can’t just walk away. not from me.

if you’re with me, i need you to say it. just say something.

for what it’s worth, i am with you. at least until i can’t be.

i just wish sometimes i had a map to figure you out.

there’s a big, beautiful world out there. go. fight for it. be brave.

i keep reminding myself that anger is just the soul’s attempt to avoid sadness.

there’s no point trying to outrun pain. it’ll just sit, patiently, and wait for you to get too tired to run. 

maybe you just don’t know me as well as you think you do.

you don’t quit on me, i won’t quit on you.

what are you gonna do, walk away? just keep on burying your head in the sand? you’d be okay with that after everything you’ve done?

yeah. i’m willing to walk away. are you?

you’re supposed to be keeping me from doing stupid shit, not the other way around.

that’s what we do, we protect each other.

we’re gonna make our lives count.

i’m really sorry. small words for something so big.

i kicked a hornet’s nest. asked too many questions.

what you have, you fight to keep it. and when you have nothing, you take to take.

we took a risk. maybe that’s how we keep living. we do what we need to do, no matter the risk.

i’m happy to break the rules for you if there’s something you want.

this is war. even if they don’t know it yet.

running away, that’s giving up. 

you’re good. i can see it in your eyes.

i can’t be with you right now.

it’s hard to keep up with you sometimes.

i’m gonna be honest, even if it is really awful and fucking terrible for you, i would like you to come.

do we think that’s gonna end well?

i think about you too much.

it feels like i’ve been starting forever.

wishes are for the weak.

my stomach’s all fucked up, i think i’m in love with them.

i’ve worked so hard to not blow up good things.

i just thought if we could’ve pushed past how scary it was, it could’ve been more scary, but maybe also like, incredible.

i hope you find some quiet. whatever that is for you.

i did it because i love you.

hurry up. we’re not staying.

look around you. do you see signs of hope here?

it’s hard to keep track of whose side you’re on.

sure, play hard to get. we both know you’re obsessed with me.

is that what you wanna hear? that i’m the bad guy? fine. i’ll be the bad guy.

you make a good couple. you’re both soft.

the toxin is you. no one is safe around you.

why would i give a shit what happens to you? i don’t even know you.

you do this all the time. hurt people then act like it’s all a joke.

i do fucked up shit all the time. it doesn’t mean anything.

you can push me away all you want, but i know you love me. 

a lie and a secret are two different things.

how do you make peace with all the terrible things you’ve done?

you’re just nothing without this constant drama. just a fucking empty hole. 

you’re so mean sometimes, you know?