Positivity Meme!

Revived meme: originally from yeetrpmemes (deactivated).

Send in a symbol to let the mun know how you feel about them!

😊 - It makes me happy to see you on my dashboard!

😍 - I love your writing style!

🤩 - You’re one of the blogs I admire the most!

😁 - Our interactions bring me joy!

😆 - You always make me laugh!

❤️ - You’re my favourite blog!

🧡 - I stalk you from afar because I love your writing!

💛 - We don’t interact, but I’m trying to figure out a way for our muses to meet!

💚 - You inspire me!

💙 - I love your muses!

💜 - I love you, the mun!

🤎 - Your characters are well developed and deserve more love!

🖤 - Your OCs are valid and important!

🤍 - Your headcanons give me life!

💖 - You write your canon character(s) very accurately!

💗 - Your blog aesthetic is top notch!

Mason kept his eyes on the blonde as his attention wasn’t even to the girl trying everything to get his attention. His left hand shoved deep into the pocket of his dark pants as he toyed with the control to the toy that was inside of Emma. He hated events like these and dreaded each time when they were forced to attend them. He was already hoping they could just forget about these events as he knew no one was good enough for Emma; since no one compared to him.

emma knew she’d get a seeing to the moment this stupid event was over. pale hues locking with hers as she reached out to playfully banter back with the guy in front of her. it was fun to her, leading on these men knowing that the entire time the love of her life was getting her off with just a click of a button.

Send one for your muse to…

★ - drag my muse by the arm ⁂ - grab my muse by the front of their shirt, possibly shoving them back ✱ - take my muse by the hips to carefully move them out of their way ➜ - smack my muse upside the head ⌧ - grip my muse by the back of the neck © - put a hand on my muse’s back to steer them somewhere ✂ - point sternly at a chair and tell my muse to sit down ✉ - push my muse back down when they try to get out of bed (perhaps involving illness, injury, or sleep deprivation) ☛ - press a finger to my muse’s lips to shut them up ♚ - put a hand on my muse’s knee while sitting next to them, to discourage them from standing up ♧ - slap my muse’s hand away from something they shouldn’t touch ♦ - grab my muse’s hair and yank ♤ - slam a door shut before my muse can leave the room ♞ - physically pick my muse up and carry them ♭ - grip my muse’s jaw to make them look yours in the eye ♨ - rub my muse down with a sponge/wet cloth  ☀ - pin my muse with their arms behind their back ☠ - slam my muse into a wall ☾ - wrestle/pin my muse to the ground

@warriorfire​ like for a starter.

“Clearly you’re not going to stop calling me sir anytime now, so looks like we’re going to be having that talk after class.” His focus was on Kayzia before switching it back to the class and teaching.

“Now I’m not sure how Mr. Edwards does it, but since I’m here I’m going to be picking someone to read the part of Juliet and someone to read for the part of Romeo as well as the rest of the lines that needs to be chosen. If nobody speaks up or volunteers for Romeo, I guess that leaves that to me.”

        There was no doubt in the way Kayzia’s heart dropped, granted she had provoked him, but the tone and annoyance in his voice seemed real. Sliding down into her seat the blonde stayed quiet from here on out.

Watching the girls around the room flooding to throw their hands up in the air for the chance to shine as Juliet was both sickening and oddly a blessing. She hated the idea of portraying such a tragic character when she herself was yet to find love.

He wasn’t really annoyed with her, yet he wasn’t exactly thrilled at the idea of being sir made him sound older than what he really was. As the reading continued, he was looking for the moment when himself and the blonde on his thoughts would be alone. Even as he would glance in her direction, he couldn’t help but to linger his gaze on her chest.

Colt couldn’t help but to smirk at the feeling of her yanking his pants open. Once they were at the desk, he placed his hands on her ass and lifted her onto the desk, even as he squeezed her ass. He knew the suitors her father had lined up, couldn’t even measure up to him. His lips devouring her own with each kiss.

        Cassie giggled as colt took lead, the paperwork on the desk falling off as the blonde placed her hand back for support. Her lips crushing his once again. She loved him, and yet she would never tell him. Fingers coiled up into his hair pulling him into her as she parted her thighs for him to stand between.

“A shame? Why, because he can always just take another shower later. His eyes on her every movement that she made from their bed to him. His eyes moving over her naked frame as he was enjoying what he saw.

It intrigued him when she got to him, how she kissed him. He kissed her back as he wrapped his arms around her, before moving his hands to cup her ass, only to give it a squeeze.

          Emma grinned as he spoke, of course he was right but the pair had a big day ahead of them. So minimising as much alone time was sadly going to happen. “As much as I love spending an entire day lost in you baby, we’ve got breakfast at your Mom’s, Lunch at my dads, then the engagement party for my Mom tonight.” she sighed, already exhausted just thinking about it.

Tyson’s brows shot up when he heard the blonde calling him sir again. “No I don’t have any idea when Mr. Edwards is coming back.” Before he went back to talking further to the class. He walked back over to Kayzia and bent down so only she could hear him. “If you keep calling me sir, you’re going to be staying after class and we’re having a talk.”

Standing back up, as he walked back towards the table and sat partially on it, completely unaware of how it was looking. His mind starting to have random thoughts popping up about the blonde sitting in front of him. “Alright can anyone tell me what the last lesson you learned was?”

              Kayzia couldn’t help the smirk on her lips, the thoughts of what he might do to her flooding to her darkest of kinks. She was challenging him that was clear in the way the blonde looked at him, her eyes locking with his before he stepped over the line. Biting her lip the blonde acted innocent when he leaned in, his promising words teasing her right between her thighs.

Unable to respond to him, the girl raised her hand up into the air. “We were in the middle of reading ‘Romeo and Juliet’, Sir.” She quipped, her cockiness in the situation causing her to lean back in her seat. With a toying raise of her eyebrows the girl had clearly initiated her play. It was like she was playing chess with him, eagerly waiting for his next move.

“Now I’m not sure how Mr. Edwards does it, but since I’m here I’m going to be picking someone to read the part of Juliet and someone to read for the part of Romeo as well as the rest of the lines that needs to be chosen. If nobody speaks up or volunteers for Romeo, I guess that leaves that to me.”