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@snfullthoughts
mostly , ❪ but not only ❫ smut focused role play side blog of @yourd4rkdesire . taboo topics may be present .
𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 ! 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐬 ! 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐬 ! 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐭𝐬 !

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✦ ⋆ 𖤓 ⋆ ✦ 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐎𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐕𝐄 ··· a collection of injuries tended in silence, pain worn like armour, the intimacy of being seen at your worst. genre: hurt and comfort, angst, romance, drama.
• You're bleeding through your shirt. Don't tell me you're fine. • How long have you been walking around like this? • I'm not going to hurt you. I just need to see how bad it is. • You should have told me the moment it happened. • Hold still. I mean it. Hold still. • This is going to sting. Bite down on something if you need to. • You've been hiding this for days, haven't you. • Who did this to you? I need you to tell me who did this. • Stop being brave for five minutes and let me help you. • I've seen worse. I've also seen men die from worse, so let me look at it. • I found the bandages in the trash. You want to explain that? • Don't you dare apologize for bleeding on me. • Your hands are cold. That's not a good sign. • I'm not angry. I'm terrified. There's a difference. • Come into the light. Let me see your face. • You should have stitches. I know you won't go. So sit down and let me do what I can. • You're white as a sheet and still trying to stand up straight. • I could hear you in the night. I didn't say anything. I'm saying something now. • Don't look at it if it makes it worse. Just look at me. • It's not weak to let someone see you hurt. • You came to me. Of all the places you could have gone, you came here. • Lay back. You're not getting up until the color comes back to your face. • I'm not going to ask what happened. Not yet. First let me fix what I can. • You've been holding your left side since you walked in. Think I didn't notice? • This is going to leave a mark. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. • I've patched up a lot of people in my time. None of them scared me like you do right now. • You could have died out there. You could have died and I would have been the last person to know. • Sleep. I'll be right here when you wake up. I'm not going anywhere. • You're allowed to make a sound. Nobody's watching. • I need you to stay awake for me. Just a little longer. Talk to me. • You're lucky the cut wasn't deeper. • Stop apologizing for needing help. Stop it right now. • I've seen what it looks like when someone's used to this. That's what scares me most about you. • Tell me your name. Tell me what day it is. Stay with me. • You're going to be alright. I promise you. • You went back out there after this? With this? • Nobody takes care of you, do they? That ends tonight. • I've been gentle with you. I need you to be honest with me in return. • You're safe now. You're here, you're safe, and I've got you. Just breathe.
if someone has an alexa demie muse throw her at me!!
finally back and able to write!! i missed this.
Let's get rough : Prompts for manhandling and other rough situations
(Throat) - sender grabs reciever by their throat
(jaw) - sender takes hold of recievers jaw harshly
(wrist) - sender has hold of recievers wrist / wrists
(twist) - sender twists reciever's arms behind their back
(bind) - sender restrains reciever with item of choice
(pull) - sender pulls reciever roughly to them
(drag) - sender drags reciever to / away from something
(hair) - sender pulls or controls receiver by their hair
(pin) - sender pins reciever to the wall
(knife) - sender uses a knife against reciever as a threat
(nick) - sender nicks reciever with a knife
(push) - sender pushes reciever roughly
(eyes) - sender forces receiver to look at them
(neck) - sender grabs the back of reciever's neck
(smack) -sender slaps reciever
(grip) - sender grabs reciever by their shirt
(gag) - sender forces reciever to stay quiet (with hand or with a gag)
(strike) - sender hits reciever with their hand or other item
(kneel) - sender forces reciever to kneel

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who wants my sweet hannah dodd oc that begs to get corrupted and used ,,,
types of yearning sentence starters
if you are sending to a multi-muse, remember to specify the muse that the sentence starters are being sent for .
“ Don’t make me choose between my duty and you. ”
“ Duty demanded I leave you behind. My heart never did. ”
“ Even magic couldn’t erase what I feel for you. ”
“ I didn’t realise how much I missed you until you were standing right in front of me again. ”
“ I don’t care what it costs - just don’t walk away. ”
“ I hate how much I look for you in every competition. ”
“ I hate you… so why does it hurt when you look at someone else like that? ”
“ I hear your name in every whispered rumour and wish it were mine to claim. ”
“ I keep looking for you in places you’ve never been. ”
“ I kept that thing you gave me. I don’t know why. ”
“ I learned how to live without you. That doesn’t mean I wanted to. ”
“ I never deleted your number. ”
“ I never told you… but I think you knew. ”
“ I still have every letter you never meant for anyone to read. ”
“ I still remember how you take your coffee. ”
“ I think I loved you long before I knew what love was. ”
“ I think part of me will always belong to you. ”
“ I tried to forget you. I failed. ”
“ I was right there, and you still let me slip away. ”
“ I wonder if you ever think about what we could’ve been. ”
“ I would bargain with gods again if it meant keeping you. ”
“ I would tear the world apart just to have you back. ”
“ I would’ve stayed. I would’ve stayed for you. ”
“ If I asked you not to leave… would it change anything? ”
“ If I asked you to run away with me, would you? ”
“ If loving you is a mistake, I don’t want to be right. ”
“ If loving you is betrayal, then I’ve already crossed that line. ”
“ If you were anyone else, I wouldn’t hesitate to destroy you. ”
“ In another life - one without titles or expectations - I would have chosen you. ”
“ It hurts - wanting you this much when I know I shouldn’t. ”
“ It’s strange… how everything reminds me of you. ”
“ I’d choose you. Every time. Every version of this life. ”
“ I’m happy for you. I just wish it had been me. ”
“ I’ve memorised every weakness of yours… including the way you hesitate around me. ”
“ Just give me tonight. I won’t ask for anything else. ”
“ Maybe in another life, this would’ve worked. ”
“ Meet me where no one knows our names - just once more. ”
“ No one knows me like you do. That’s what scares me. ”
“ Say the word, and I’ll forget my place. Just this once. ”
“ Say the word, and I’m yours. I always was. ”
“ Sometimes I think I hear your voice in crowded rooms. ”
“ Take me with you. Anywhere - just not away from you. ”
“ Tell me to stay. Please - just this once. ”
“ Tell me why losing to you feels better than winning against anyone else. ”
“ There’s a space beside me that only ever felt like yours. ”
“ This was supposed to be simple - you, my enemy. Not… this. ”
“ We push each other to the edge—and I don’t know how to stop. ”
“ We were almost something. That’s what hurts the most. ”
“ We were never meant to stand on the same side - and yet here I am. ”
“ When did you stop being just my best friend? ”
“ When I reach the top, I want you there beside me. ”
“ Why wasn’t I enough to make you stay? ”
“ Winning doesn’t feel the same if you’re not there to see it. ”
“ You chose a life that didn’t have room for me in it. ”
“ You crossed my mind today. Like you always do. ”
“ You don’t even know what you do to me, do you? ”
“ You don’t get to come back and pretend nothing changed. ”
“ You feel like something I lost a long time ago. ”
“ You were in my dream again last night. ”
“ You were supposed to be my competition, not my weakness. ”
“ You were the one scandal I would have risked everything for. ”
“ You were the only thing tethering me to my humanity. ”
“ Your name almost slipped out - I had to bite my tongue. ”
“ You’re the one thing I can’t seem to let go of. ”
“ You’re the only thing that’s ever felt real to me. ”
“ You’re written into every prophecy I tried to escape. ”
the violently protective … sentence starters lots of mentions of violence and death throughout
the protector
“Of course I killed them. they hurt you.”
“They made you cry…? Where are they?”
“Don’t feel sorry for them, they deserved it.”
“Don’t worry, they won’t be bothering you, again.”
“These bruises are worth it to make sure you’re safe.”
“Why would you want to protect them? They hurt you.”
“Who did this to you? No, don’t lie to me… who did this?”
“If they even step foot near you, again, I’ll take care of it…”
“No, they don’t deserve any mercy. Not after they hurt you.”
“I swear to god, I’m going to rip him/her/them apart for this.”
“Stop? Why? Don’t you want them to pay for what they did to you?”
the protected
“Make them hurt for this… please.”
“Stop! Stop, don’t hurt him/her/them!”
“There. That’s the one who did this to me.”
“Violence doesn’t solve anything, just let this be.”
“They made me bleed. Maybe you should return the favor.”
“I don’t want them dead, I just want them to leave me alone.”
“Why did you do this? Why…? I never asked you to fight them.”
“No, I don’t want you to fight them for me. It’s not that big a deal.”
“I don’t care what you do to them, just keep them away from me.”
“I’m not worth you risking your life for… for what? Getting even for me?”
open. enemies to lovers thingy where y/m invaded ruby's kingdom, slaughtered the entire family and took the throne. up to you what ruby's destiny is. (marriage with them or a crown prince, being a servant, etc etc) also: y/m can be supernatural or not; ruby can be a witch, idk the options are limitless <3
Ruby was the last to remain of her family because she had been hiding during the fight. She declined to bow for her new king and was now being held down by two guards on her knees. The guards who used to work for her. "Lock me up in a cell, put me on sale for whatever pervert out there, make me scrub the floors of my own castle but I will never ever bow for you." Except it wasn't her castle anymore and these weren't her people anymore. The young princess was never this mouthy but she had never felt this angry, mourning the loss of her parents and siblings.
darius stood in the throne room tall and proud, hands clasped behind his back. despite the confidence and lack of hesitation emanating from him, it was fairly obvious how out of place the man was. the style of his clothing and fabrics stood out against the uniforms of guards and design of the chamber, but for now, it was the least of his worries.
“ㅤi understand your anger, princess, but you are being irrational. what good would it be for me to simply sell you? oh no, i have bigger plans for you.ㅤ” the conqueror reached out, two fingers lifting the princess' chin up. for a moment, the man was silent, just scanning her beautiful features until he spoke again. “ㅤyou are going to be my wife.ㅤ”
open to - f, nb connection - any, t.aboo more than welcome
"so, are you gonna keep your promise and show me what it feels like?"
“ㅤi promised, didn't i?ㅤ” francesca's voice was a low hum, chocolate eyes already moving over other's body as if trying to imagine how it looked underneath all those clothes. “ㅤsit down on the bed.ㅤ”

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closed starter : evren davis & @yourd4rkdesire / @snfullthoughts. plot: based on this.
" if you want it, let me get it for you. " he didn't understand why they were being so difficult about it. " what else are fake boyfriends for if not to buy you things? "
ocean orbs looked away from her own reflection, body turning to look at evren standing a little behind her. vivianne was wearing a beautiful, red dress that was way out of her budget, but she decided that there would be no harm in trying it on for simple fun. and well, it fit perfectly.
“ㅤyou already pay me for this whole charade, there is no need to now be my sugar daddy too.ㅤ” she continued to argue, because frankly, vivi felt embarrassed for her financial situation.
closed starter for @snfullthoughts based on (x)
Felix hadn't expected her that evening, but he wasn't at all surprised at hearing his name called. He had only just gotten home, but it seemed like she was waiting for him for a while.
"What brings you here, baby?"
she knew that evening was going to be terrible the moment her parents announced their plans; her father was trying to cut a deal regarding his company and he invited a man with his wife to discuss it over a dinner in their house. mia knew what it would entail: smiling with fake politeness while sitting at her parents' side with perfectly done make up and hair like a mare accessory. mia absolutely hated it, so after an hour, she excused herself and came back to her room, only to sneak out of her window. her parents were going to be busy for at least another two hours, so no one was going to be looking for her, thinking she was soundly asleep in her room already. the blonde went to the only place she didn't have to pretend ─── felix's house. unfortunately, he was not there, but mia knew where he was hiding his extra key, so she invited herself in, plopping down on the old armchair. she looked so out of place in her channel dress and silver jewellery. when mia heard the sound of front door opening again, she stopped staring at her shoes and stood up.
“ㅤterrible day.ㅤ” mia replied bluntly, taking few steps to stop in front of him. she was naturally tall and her heels were giving her few additional inches, so she didn't have to tilt her head to be able to look at him. “ㅤyou missed me?ㅤ”
closed starter for @yourd4rkdesire / @snfullthoughts
Characters in Scene - Widower : Thomas (Oscar Isaac), Daughter : Vivianne (Sydney Taylor)
• A Daughter's Duties •
His home didn't feel familiar anymore. The moment he pushed the door open — there was stillness and quiet, as if the house was just walls and nothing else without his wife's presence. Grief made it feel difficult to breathe. The faint scent of funeral flowers clung to his clothes, sickly sweet, mingling with the damp chill of the evening air that followed him inside. His hands trembled as he set his keys down. He simply stood there, staring at the place where her shoes still waited by the mat. When a while later his daughter's footsteps approached, he sighed. Hoping to momentarily move past the emotions as he needed to keep himself reliable as a father. It was a hard time for both of them, and he didn't want to be a burden. He wanted to do his best to cherish what he had left with himself. "Your mother would've wanted you to stay, you know.. we could always clear out your old room and you can stay here for a while? I wouldn't want you to be away so soon"
she never knew that the silence could be so loud, but now it drummed and hurt her ears like the loudest music as she sat on the fluffy carpet in her parents' room. numerous photos were spread out in a circle around her ─── her mother as a teenager, her mother in a wedding dress, her mother holding her as a baby and her parents on her graduation day. each one of them caused a stab of pain to vivianne's heart and if she had any tears left, her face already would be a mess. but she didn't have anything left in her. the whole day felt surreal, as if it wasn't her who watched her mother's body being lowered into cold ground, as if it wasn't her who had to accept all the condolences from extended family and friends. what a tragedy, they said with pitying smiles and a tragedy it was indeed: a drunk driver hit woman's car when she was coming back from work, killing her on spot. the anger at injustice, at the fact that the man was left alive while it was him who should die intertwined with grief were so intense through first few days that now they left her a shell.
the sound of front doors opening made vivianne finally blink away from one of the photos she was blankly staring at. it had to be her father. not having enough strength to clean up the mess, the girl simply stood up and walked down the stairs, the old wood creaking under her naked feet. she finally stopped before the man and god, he looked terrible. perhaps that was why vivianne didn't immediately say no to his proposition. she was supposed to leave the town in few hours, but an inexplicable feeling that if she left him alone, something bad would happen filled her. her father was always a strong man, but now, with dark circles under his eyes and body slightly slouched he looked so... fragile.
“ㅤokay, i'll stay for few days. just need to let mike know.ㅤ” vivianne finally relented, voice quiet. from the back pocket of her black trousers, she pulled out her phone and wrote a quick message to her boyfriend, hidding it back as soon as it was sent. “ㅤare you hungry? i could make us something quickly.ㅤ” she for sure couldn't stomach anything, but busying her thoughts and hands with something would be nice.
"very good." deucalion muttered, letting out a soft sigh. two guards at the end of the corridor. it was better than nothing... he had meant what he said. although he was concerned about her running off or sneaking about the palace, he was also concerned about her well being. it would be no good if assassins found their way to her whilst she was unprotected.
and she was eating. that was good to see. he had been close to making some comment about keeping her body and mind strong to plan her counter attack on him, but it looked like he didn't need to.
"no, princess, i cannot do that. there are too many fires to put out." deucalion commented. there was much to do, to help the kingdom he'd conquered heal and settle. if he left now, all his bloodshed of his people, his armies, would be for nought, and the small folk of this land would be the ones who suffered while the remaining nobles squabbled.
"your ladies in waiting have been kept away from you, lest they had the clever idea of sneaking you away somewhere. they're safe, and you may visit them. i had them housed in the... i believe you call it the summer house, across the lake. well guarded, well looked after." deucalion promised.
her ears perked up upon hearing his words regarding the current state of the court, her body shifting in her sit with interest. beatriz was kept in the dark regarding politics since she had no one to talk to about it, but now seemed a perfect time to find out what was going on. she could imagine that the atmosphere in the whole empire was rather tense; after the invasion, deucalion needed to make everyone, lords and peasants alike, safe, gain their trust.
“ㅤare there any problems?ㅤ” the woman inquired politely, watching the man's face carefully. was he going to lie or said the truth?
the information about her ladies ' whereabouts were not a big surprise. the summer house was far enough from the manor, but at the same time not too far that it was a perfect place to keep the possible dangerous noblewomen and do not enrage the other nobles. it were not dungeons and although some heaviness lifted from beatriz' heart, there was still stab of worry. were they treated right?
“ㅤthen i shall visit them tomorrow. i wanted to use some fresh air either way.ㅤ” she said with air of finality and it was obvious she would not accept a disagreement on that part.
continuing from here @snfullthoughts
sofia crossed her arms over her chest, brows slightly raised. eyes following the path of the hickeys back up to his face, his answer made her roll her eyes. she knew she wasn't in a position to even slightly feel this way, but she enjoyed their time together maybe a bit too much. she never thought about sharing him and here he was, evidence of his actions plastered in front of her. "nothing, i was just bored." and she's now taking a seat on his bed, neck craned to look back at him. "was going to ask you to watch a movie together or something."
he was getting a kick out of sofia's reaction, no matter how wrong it was. but there was always some kind of tension between them ─── lingering stares, touches. they challenged one another, waiting for other's reaction and this time it was his turn. and it worked. nicholas was curious what the woman was going to do with it.
“ㅤyeah, we can watch something. i don't have plans for today.ㅤ” he shrugged nonchalantly and grabbed his laptop before climbing on the bed, next to her, their bodies brushing accidentally as he settled on the furniture. he put the device on the sheets, in front of them. “ㅤwhat do you want to watch?ㅤ”

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rarely do they ever get the chance to be together like they want to, with thomas' wife become stricter than ever about when he comes home. lately, she's been insufferable. always checking in on thomas, always checking in on bella... it was times like these when they'll get a few hours to themselves. the house was set, ready to be left for a few hours without a chance of someone, namely thomas' wife, finding something to pique her suspicion. they were smart that way. careful.
"oh, thomas," bella leans into his gentle touch. brown eyes brighten at the sight of him being so close. "let's go upstairs?" earnest she asks, hands finding the cuffs of his sleeves before walking her fingers up to his shoulders. there, she plants them. "i can't wait to have you all to myself, baby."
a smile, equal parts eager and hungry, blossomed on his face upon hearing bella's suggestion. thomas was no longer sleeping with his wife even before their relationship started. perhaps that was what made him pursue the nanny; the sexual and emotional frustration. but part of him still felt bad for going behind his wife's back, even when objectively, it was the happiest he has been in a long time.
“ㅤme too.ㅤ” he murmured, pushing all the guilt away, because he was not going to let his brain ruin the limited time they had. thomas captured bella's lips in a quick kiss that was a preview of what he was going to give her very soon. after pulling back, the man took her hand, leading out of the bathroom and up the stairs, towards the bedroom. city lights crept in through floor to ceiling windows, the view breathtaking, but he paid attention only to woman before him.
“ㅤso where were we?ㅤ” thomas pulled her closer as soon as the door closed after them, his big hands resting on bella's ass as he burried his face in the soft skin of her neck, leaving open—mouthed kisses.
she couldn't decide if she was happy his attention had turned to her or if she'd have rather it stayed on the girl now walking away. " i stubbed my toe. it really hurt but i'll get over it. " autumn felt stupid, ridiculous. she had no reason to be upset that he had been with anyone before she'd spoken to him. couldn't expect him to sit around after they decided to not do anything about it. " you can go kiss or fuck whoever you like. it's not my business. it's fine. " it was a romantised idea that he wouldn't have even looked in anyone else's direction and she couldn't hold him to that. she also couldn't tell him the truth while his lips were still swollen by someone else's kiss.
“ㅤyou stabbed your toe.ㅤ” he repeated, entirely unconvinced, ocean eyes drifting down to her feet. she was standing completely normally, not like someone who was in great pain. even nicholas' intoxicated mind could tell that she was lying. he looked back up at her face, but it was a great mistake, because something in autumn's eyes was so haunting that it made his stomach churn. but vespertine wouldn't let himself get manipulated. because that's what she was doing, right? trying to make him feel bad for something he shouldn't. “ don't lie, you were just an obsessive freak and probably stalked me through the whole party. ”
the man stepped forward, his steps surprisingly coordinated and stopped directly in front of her, hand reaching out to tilt her chin up. “ㅤi can kiss you too, if you ask nicely.ㅤ” he hummed, his breath fanning over autumn's face.