i'm not a hero.

❝ may the power protect you, now and always.

⚡︎ indie, semi-selective multi-muse blog for the power rangers series. ⚡︎ mun is 30+ ⚡︎ multiverse, multiship, au present ⚡︎ rules | muses

Hands in her pockets, Sal turned back to him as they moved, "But I know. And the place feels so old. I only took a glance in the rooms, but the thick dust layer- it's all pristine."

She shrugged again, "It's like one day someone just ... didn't come back."

Scott stretched out his neck, wincing as he looked down at his wounds hed gotten having finally taken out a supernatural he had kept secret from the others mostly to let them all move on. He didn't like how the wounds looked but knew he would heal. However he had no idea that the being had laced their claws with wolfsbane.

stiles' sixth sense of something not being right , but him not knowing exactly what it is that's wrong is screaming in his head at full volume , and it's driving him a little insane that he can't see anything out of place around town . he lets out a breath , running a hand through his hair . ❝ okay , stiles , you're probably just being hypervigilant --- everything is probably fine . ❞ he looks down at his phone when it goes off , smiling when he sees it's from scott .

She didn't linger on the thought though, having been in Beacon Hills under a year, she was still in the dark about of lot of what Beacon Hills really had to offer. She gave him a grin, before nodding, "Perfect. Honestly this weird little hole in the wall room is so up your alley. It's spooky, full of books, and weird jars."

some prompts exploring the affectionate side of lust. mature audiences only; do not interact if you are a minor. add +reverse to reverse the roles. combine prompts by sending multiple at once. only use these prompts to portray consensual scenarios.

[mwah.] sender kisses receiver slowly, keeping their mouths joined even while moving inside them.

[stroke.] sender gently runs their hands through receiver's hair during sex.

[nestle.] sender buries their face in receiver's neck, planting kisses against it mid-fuck.

[safety.] sender and receiver experiment together as friends.

[held.] sender intertwines their fingers with receivers while having sex.

[steady.] sender holds receiver's trembling hands down gently against the sheets.

[comfort.] sender makes love to receiver after a rough day.

[borrow.] sender wears receiver's shirt/sweater while they have sex.

[confession.] sender murmurs "i love you" against receiver's skin.

[tease.] sender peppers kisses at receiver's stomach before dipping lower.

[worship.] sender worships receiver's body / chest / thighs / arms / back with touch, kisses, and praise.

[tender.] sender gently traces their fingers along receiver's scars.

[guide.] sender moves receiver's hand where they need it most.

[check-in.] sender pauses every few thrusts to ensure receiver is handling things okay.

[grind.] sender ruts against receiver through their clothing.

[first.] sender, being more experienced, guides receiver through their first time.

[cup.] sender holds receiver's face in their hands and kisses them tenderly.

[hurried.] sender hikes receiver's clothing just far enough to push inside of them.

[savor.] sender deliberately slows their rhythm, intent on lasting as long as possible.

[vice.] sender holds receiver close while finishing inside of them.

She turned, before nodding, "Hopefully no maiming, unless there's a nest of spidered burrowed in there. I swear the room feels like it hasn't been opened since like the 60's or earlier."