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I might get these sent soon, or might not be until next week. I'm packing up, and I'm moving on Sunday. It might not be until I'm settled
"Oh, no. No. Sully, kick her out and shut the door. We're safer in here."
i think i'm leaning a bit too much into this whole religious imagery with kuras but oh well
he keep me going at least
A man who doesn't survive because he wants to, but because he doesn't know any other way to be Who survives because he's too afraid to die, more afraid than he is to live Tooth and nail, all he can do is survive until his very last breath And if he ever meets death, it's on his own goddamn terms

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Lt. Colonel Eric King in The Dark Pictures Anthology: House of Ashes (2021)
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“Why do so many people dislike you? I mean I know why they dislike you, I’m curious why so many.” - Milo @ Noah
Noah huffs a humorless laugh around the cigarette between his lips, smoke puffing in front of his face. Sometimes it's a wonder more people don't hate him since keeping to his own damn self is such a fucking crime to people. So what if he smokes, drinks, gets in bar fights, and is something of a vagrant; he keeps to himself, only fucks with people who fuck with him first. He can't help that that offends people for some reason.
He shrugs one shoulder, takes the cigarette from his mouth, and exhales smoke slowly. "I don't know. Guess sometimes when you piss off one, you piss off their friends, too." And he's pissed off his fair share of people, if punching back is such a crime. Calling foul on a bar fight isn't looked on very highly, so he always punches back. Wins more than he loses, but not by much. He just doesn't give a shit if he ends up facedown in the back alley of a bar covered in blood with a cut lip, black eye, and pounding headache.
"Maybe go ask some of 'em. Might be funny."
Hitman is a serious game.
Someone's playing a game, 47. The question is: against whom?

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Therapy is not enough I need to uppercut my father
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𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐂𝐊 𝐉𝐔𝐌𝐏 𝐎𝐅 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐔𝐋𝐒𝐄 beneath his fingers, a subtle twitch under the touch to her wrist - it made his smirk curve just a bit wider. Close now, close enough to see the flecks of colour shift in her eyes. He knew exactly what his presence did to her, and he leaned into it shamelessly. It was a game he played far too well - and far too often.
Their relationship wasn’t built on anything conventional. No flowers. No sweet nothings. It was earned, carved out with grit and tension, mutual respect forged through conflict rather than kindness. And still… there was always that edge. A layer of suspicion that never left. Maybe that’s what made it so addictive. So damn thrilling.
“Dangerous?” Rafe echoed, voice smooth like aged scotch and just as biting. He knew what he was - and he knew she wasn’t any safer. Chloe had a kind of fire he couldn't ignore. Where he burned hot and fast, all fury and impulse, she was the slow spark - patient, deadly - the kind of flame that waited until you were close enough to ignite. And if she ever decided to light that match... well, even he wouldn’t walk away unscathed.
“Come on,” he murmured, gaze locked on hers as his smile twisted into something darker, hungrier. “Tell me it doesn’t get your heart racing, sweetheart.” The brush of her lips against his cheek as he turned, closing the distance, left barely a breath between them. The air felt stretched thin, humming like a live wire. The tension wasn’t new - it had always been there, coiling tighter with each encounter, each near-miss of something they never quite named. But this? This was something else. Static in the air. Fire in the blood. Every heartbeat was a countdown to something they had both once refused to start, to see who would blink first. Even now, neither of them had moved. That was the point. The game. They weren’t the soft, lingering type. Every glance, every touch was calculated - a challenge wrapped in chemistry. And neither of them liked to lose. In this breathless standoff, their eyes were locked, studying, calculating. Waiting. There was little trust here - only tension, sharp and intoxicating. It made everything feel alive.
“There’s always wine at the end,” he said, voice low, laced with mock-offence and something rougher beneath. A smirk tugged at his mouth as the words slipped out near her lips, the heat of her breath on his skin. "You know me better than that by now.”
Of course it gets her heart racing, her blood pumping, her pulse pounding in every pressure point of sensitivity across her body. To deny her brand of romance is to deny that he fits into it, slots into it in ways few others ever do, and maybe she needs to consider who exactly stands this close to her, who looks so intensely into her eyes. But she doesn't. Good god, she doesn't.
His gaze dips down to her lips, her neck, and hers follows suit, tracing the line of his nose and his jaw with her eyes, carved sharp and handsome. More angular than the men she's often worked with in the past. That, too, gets her mind racing with thoughts she shouldn't have about him, but they've come too far now, she's seen his change, and where has Nate been these last few years? Sam? Not calling her at 3am with stupid ideas that she latches onto for the sheer thrill of the hunt.
Rafe, though. He's saved in her phone now. She looks at his texts and emails. She answers when he calls.
He looks back into her eyes, their gazes locked. Her breath is shallow, as if the simple act of interrupting the warmth of his breath on her lips would shatter the moment. he's so close, it would be easy to simply shift a half centimeter forward against him and close that gap between them that barely even exists. Stubbornness disguised self-control keeps her hypervigilant and she stays almost perfectly still, looking back into his eyes, wondering if he can read the honesty in hers. Whatever guard was up - is up - is exposed in how she looks at him.
"Prove it," is all she says, a simple dare to do what she wants to but won't, as if giving in first would prove he has something over her that she doesn't want. But she does want it, god dammit, but she doesn't make her move. This could end with nothing and she'd blame him externally, smirk and tease that he's a coward, rile him up to try to get him to give in. It's a risk she doesn't want to take but doesn't stop herself from taking it anyway.
Margaret Qualley by Tom Schirmacher. - Elle UK April 2024
i could touch you forever. -maria for james sunderland
Random Suggestive Dialogue
He's uncomfortable when Maria touches him. Fingertips trailing from shoulder to chest, palm resting on his abdomen, her nails perfectly manicured, her intentions clear. His brows draw together and his gaze shifts away, unable to look directly at her. Blonde hair and pink painted lips aside, she looks just like Mary, and it's hard to make direct eye contact when she gets like this.
And yet, he also doesn't want to pull away. His Mary was never quite this bold, but she could have been. (He wishes she'd been.) Maria is a daring sexuality that Mary never showed, maybe didn't have. It's a depravity James could have sunken deeply into had she shown any inkling of it.
It's something James could fall into if he lingers here with Maria.
Carefully, he takes her wrist and pulls her hand away, depriving himself of the desire he craves but doesn't deserve. He's too terrible of a man to deserve it. Too fucked up for wanting it. "I...I don't think we should stay here."

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ᝰ🚬 𝚉𝙰𝙲𝙷𝚁𝙿 .ᐟ RANDOM SUGGESTIVE DIALOGUE + ACTION PROMPTS. CHANGE ANY PRONOUNS IF NECESSARY. SOME MATURE THEMES MAY BE PRESENT. SEND "REVERSE" TO SWITCH THE ROLES OF SENDER AND RECEIVER.
DIALOGUE
come here, i just want you closer.
don't rush. i want to feel this.
you feel so good inside me.
i've been thinking about this all day.
tell me what you want.
you drive me absolutely insane.
i love it when you look at me like that.
don't stop, please.
i need you right here.
you're doing that on purpose, aren't you?
i can't stop touching you.
you feel perfect like this.
stay with me tonight.
i want all of you.
you make it hard to think straight.
look at me. keep your eyes on me.
i love the sounds you make.
you're being dangerous right now.
i missed you.. missed this part of you, too.
let me take my time with you.
you're warm. you're real.
i don't want this to end yet.
come closer. closer than that.
you feel like home.
don't tease me unless you mean it.
i like it when you lose control like this.
you're everything i want right now.
you're breathtaking when you're like this.
stay still, let me.
i love how responsive you are.
you're making this very difficult for me.
you don't know what you do to me.
say my name again.
can i come inside? please..
you feel even better than i imagined.
i want to hear you.
you're intoxicating.
i could touch you forever.
don't hide from me.
you're mine tonight.
you look incredible like this.
i love being this close to you.
you're shaking, i've got you.
you taste amazing.
i want you exactly like this.
i'm not letting you go yet.
you're taking me so well.
tell me if this feels good.
i love how soft you are.
breathe, you're doing so well.
i can feel your heartbeat.
i want to make you melt.
you're so beautiful it hurts.
stay right there.
i love when you get needy.
you don't have to be quiet with me.
you feel incredible under my hands.
i've wanted this longer than i'll admit.
you're all i can think about.
i want to savor you.
let me show you how much i want you.
you're making me weak.
i love being tangled up with you.
don't pull away.
i could get addicted to this.
you feel even better pressed against me.
you're driving me absolutely feral.
stay. just like that.
i love how you react to me.
i want to make you feel good.
you're mine in this moment.
you feel so right.
let me kiss you again.
you're intoxicating this close.
i love your hands on me.
you're impossible to resist.
don't stop touching me.
i love when you pull me closer.
you make me feel wanted.
i could stay like this forever.
you're everything i need right now.
i want to hear you come.
you're so warm.
let me take care of you.
i love when you relax into me.
you feel incredible against me.
i'm not done with you yet.
you're making this very tempting.
open up for me..
you're perfect right here.
i want you to remember this.
you're all mine tonight.
i love when you lean into me.
you make me ache.
don't hold back with me.
you feel amazing when you're like this.
i want to feel every part of you.
you're driving me crazy.
i love how close we are.
i don't want to stop touching you.
you're exactly where you belong.
let me feel you breathe.
you're making me lose focus.
stay with me a little longer.
you're everything i want right now.
i want you slow.
you feel incredible wrapped around me.
you're so responsive.
don't rush this.
i love when you look at me like that.
you make this feel so easy.
i want you close when you fall asleep.
you're intoxicating like this.
i love your warmth.
stay right here with me.
you make me feel wanted.
i want you to feel how much i want you.
don't go yet.
you're making me want more.
i love being like this with you.
you're everything in this moment.
let me hold you.
you feel so good against me.
i want to remember this.
you're breathtaking this close.
stay tangled up with me.
i love how you fit with me.
you're making me soft.
i want to stay right here.
don't stop touching me like that.
you're incredible.
i love how needy you get.
you feel perfect right now.
let me keep you here.
you're everything i want.
i want to make this last.
you're making me melt.
stay close.
i love your closeness.
you're intoxicating.
don't move.
i want you exactly like this.
you make me feel alive.
i love being wrapped up with you.
you're so easy to love like this.
you're everything to me right now.
i don't want to rush this moment.
you feel so right.
i want to fall asleep like this.
you're mine tonight.
ACTIONS
( fingers ) : for SENDER to lace their fingers with RECEIVER'S.
( lean ) : for SENDER to lean in until their breaths mingle.
( trail ) : for SENDER to trail their fingertips along RECEIVER'S arm.
( slow ) : for SENDER to press a slow kiss to RECEIVER'S mouth.
( waist ) : for SENDER to pull RECEIVER closer by the waist.
( body ) : for SENDER to press their body against RECEIVER'S.
( neck ) : for SENDER to nuzzle into RECEIVER'S neck.
( murmur ) : for SENDER to murmur softly against RECEIVER'S skin.
( cradle ) : for SENDER to cradle RECEIVER'S face in their hands.
( linger ) : for SENDER to linger close without speaking.
( back ) : for SENDER to stroke RECEIVER'S back slowly.
( firmly ) : for SENDER to hold RECEIVER'S firmly in their arms.
( guide ) : for SENDER to guide RECEIVER'S to their lap by the hips.
( forehead ) : for SENDER to rest their forehead against RECEIVER'S.
( sigh ) : for SENDER to sigh softly against RECEIVER'S mouth.
( cup ) : for SENDER to cup RECEIVER'S cheek gently.
( jaw ) : for SENDER to trail kisses along RECEIVER'S jawline.
( arms ) : for SENDER to wrap their arms around RECEIVER.
( tug ) : for SENDER to tug RECEIVER closer by their clothing.
( temple ) : for SENDER to press a kiss to RECEIVER'S temple.
( skin ) : for SENDER to linger with their lips against RECEIVER'S skin.
( chest ) : for SENDER to hold RECEIVER close against their chest.
( thumb ) : for SENDER to brush their thumb over RECEIVER'S lips.
( deep ) : for SENDER to kiss RECEIVER slowly and deeply.
( nudge ) : for SENDER to nudge RECEIVER closer with their knee.
( curl ) : for SENDER to curl around RECEIVER protectively.
( rest ) : for SENDER to rest their hand at RECEIVER'S lower back.
( lap ) : for SENDER to pull RECEIVER into their lap.
( collar ) : for SENDER to kiss along RECEIVER'S collarbone.
( hips ) : for SENDER to hold RECEIVER'S hips firmly.
( hair ) : for SENDER to brush hair away from RECEIVER'S face.
( press ) : for SENDER to press slow kisses along RECEIVER'S neck.
( nuzzle ) : for SENDER to nuzzle closer, seeking warmth.
( stroke ) : for SENDER to stroke RECEIVER'S thigh absently.
( still ) : for SENDER to hold RECEIVER still beneath their hands.
( kiss ) : for SENDER to kiss RECEIVER'S until they both breathless.
( trace ) : for SENDER to trace small circles on RECEIVER'S skin.
( heart ) : for SENDER to rest their hand over RECEIVER'S heart.
( brush ) : for SENDER to brush their nose against RECEIVER'S.
( wrap ) : for SENDER to wrap their legs around RECEIVER.
( hold ) : for SENDER to hold RECEIVER after climaxing.
( savor ) : for SENDER to kiss RECEIVER slowly, savoring it.
( cuddle ) : for SENDER to pull RECEIVER into a tight cuddle.
( cheek ) : for SENDER to rest their cheek against RECEIVER'S shoulder.
( pull ) : for SENDER to pull RECEIVER closer until there's no space left.