#lethallyintelligent

her footsteps were quiet as she walked down the hall, knowing it was too late for anyone to be out of their rooms. she didn't care, however, for her motives were far too important and breaking curfew seemed to be a reasonable excuse. she demanded answers. she demanded to know why exactly the dauntless leader had done what he had----why his choices were so selfish and so cruel, even for him. the blonde looked over her shoulder, checking to make sure she was alone and that no one was around before she unlocked the door, walking into the room where he was being held. she shut the door behind her, her expression cold and blank as she stared at the man who once held so much power over her.                 "i should be surprised that you're still awake.                  but then again, you've got your trial                  tomorrow," she said, her voice cold and                  filled with tension.

[ text to ——— hot guy at the bar ]: maybe ;)[ text to ——— hot guy at the bar ]: why don’t you find out for yourself?[ text to ——— hot guy at the bar ]: image attachment

∀ :Your muse’s favorite position?  Anything where she’s on top, or where the deepest angle is achieved. She doesn’t really care as long as she’s enjoying what’s happening.⚔ :Does your muse have any specific kinks? She loves her hair being pulled, and her mouth covered. She likes her hands pinned above her head/behind her back, even though she hates to admit it.☺ :How often does your muse masturbate?  Most of the time she can go a few days without, but she’s very needy and know what she likes. She’s comfortable in her own skin and she loves the feeling afterwards. ☜ :Does your muse like to top? Is this a serious question, yes. A thousand times yes. She likes to dominate her partners because it makes her feel like she has some ounce of control, regardless of her size and her frame.☞ :Does your muse like to bottom? 9 times out of 10 she’ll tell you no. But when she has a partner that can dominate her and give her what she wants without her even knowing that’s what she wanted, she’ll gladly bottom.

She didn't know what she was doing, or why she had snuck into his room so late, or well, early. Ever since going through her fear landscape with him, she's been like this. She hasn't been able to sleep, and all she really wanted was that. To sleep, and to feel better than she currently was. So here she was, in his room, not caring if she lost points or whatever for sneaking around. She simply didn't care. She laid down in his bed, laying on her back before taking a deep breath and rolling over on her side, facing him. "No. I need to sleep, Eric. And right now you're the only one I feel safe around. So I'm going to sleep, and you're going to hold me and let me sleep." She didn't care if it was direct or firm, she needed to be held, to fall asleep and not have images of her drowning over and over again flood her mind. She didn't want to kill her parents or feel so weak and helpless or feel like she wasn't doing anything with her life if she died tomorrow. She wanted to be more than that. And he owed her that, especially for forcing her to truly look into herself and experience her fears. 

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 ❝ ——  You should know by now,               I'm not interested in your              excuses. ❞

fair enough!!!

it's literally ten times worse reading it. i knew it was going to happen and it just hurts a lot djsakldsa