. ( A Series Of Nsfw Prompts , Separated By Quotes & Acts. My Muse Belongs To The One Who Posted The

𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑬𝑵𝑶𝑹𝑴𝑰𝑻𝒀 𝑶𝑭 𝑴𝒀 𝑫𝑬𝑺𝑰𝑹𝑬 .    (   a  series  of  nsfw  prompts ,  separated  by  quotes   &   acts .   ‘ my ’  muse  belongs  to  the  one  who  posted  the  meme .  send   “ + REVERSE ”   to  reverse  the  prompts  )

       →  WORDS .

❛  i’m  sorry ,  you  don’t  enjoy  being  teased ? .  ❜ ❛  you  know  what  i’m  waiting  for .  ❜ ❛  keep  your  hands  where  they  are .  ❜ ❛  i want you to ride  [ me / my fingers ] .  ❜ ❛  you  make  the  prettiest  sounds .  ❜ ❛  say  please .  ❜ ❛  i  want  to  make  this  last .  ❜ ❛  look  at  me .  ❜ ❛  i’m  yours ,  only  yours -  ❜ ❛  yeah ,  just like that -  ❜ ❛  i’ve  barely  even  started .  ❜ ❛  i  need  you .  ❜ ❛  god ,  shut  up  and  fuck  me  already !  ❜ ❛  god ,  yes ,  [ name ] ,  don’t  stop .  ❜ ❛  you  have  no  idea  how  long  i’ve  wanted  to  do  this .  ❜ ❛  who  gets  to  touch  you  like  this ?  ❜ ❛  come  for  me .  ❜ ❛  ah ,  ah -  don’t  touch .  ❜ ❛  brace  your  hands  on  the  wall .  ❜ ❛  could  you  come  like  this ?  ❜ ❛  please ,  let  me  come -  ❜ ❛  god ,  you’re  beautiful -  ❜ ❛  i’ve  been  waiting  for  this  all  night .  ❜ ❛  you’re  such  a  tease .  ❜ ❛  take  these  off .  ❜ ❛  i  want  to  feel  your  [ mouth / fingers ] .  ❜ ❛  do  you  have  any  idea  how  good  you  taste ?  ❜ ❛  tell  me  what  you  want .  ❜ ❛  we  shouldn’t -  ah ,  we shouldn’t be doing this .  ❜ ❛  faster ,  [ name ] ,  i  need  more .  ❜ ❛  is  this  good ?  ❜ ❛  keep  your  eyes  open .  ❜ ❛  i  can’t  wait  to  find  out  what  else  you  can  do .  ❜ ❛  you  don’t  have  to  be  so  gentle .  ❜ ❛  i  want  to  hear  you  beg .  ❜ ❛  can  i  take  this  off ?  ❜ ❛  please ,  please ,  please -  ❜ ❛  you’re  doing  so  well  for  me .  ❜ ❛  please  touch  me .  ❜ ❛  keep  reading ,  i  want  to  see  how  long  you  last .  ❜ ❛  i’ll  buy  you  another  one .  ❜ ❛  say  my  name .  louder .  ❜ ❛  i  can’t  wait  any  longer .  ❜ ❛  you  feel  so  good .  ❜ ❛  you’re  going  to  leave  a  mark -  ❜ ❛  touch  yourself  for  me .  ❜ ❛  do  you  deserve  it ?   ❜ ❛  did  i  say  you  could  come ?  ❜ ❛  i’m  so  close -  ❜ ❛  they’re  going  to  catch  us -  ❜ ❛  i  want  you  right  here .  ❜ ❛  we  have  to  be  quiet .  ❜

         →  ACTIONS .

❛  pin .   to  restrain  my  muse’s  hands  during  intimacy . ❛  mirror .   to  have  sex  with  my  muse  in  front  of  a  mirror . ❛  deny .   to  deny  my  muse  an  orgasm . ❛  distance .   to  have  [ phone / video ]  sex  with  my  muse . ❛  playlist .   to  have  sex  with  my  muse  while  music  is  playing . ❛  paw .   to  fondle  my  muse’s   [ chest  /  ass ] . ❛  wall .   to  pin  my  muse  against  a  wall . ❛  table .   to  hoist  my  muse  onto  a  [ table  /  counter ] . ❛  clothed .   to  make  my  muse  come  while  fully  dressed . ❛  finger .   to  finger  my  muse . ❛  oral .   to  give  my  muse  oral . ❛  fervent .   to  have  sex  with  my  muse  after  a  fight . ❛  distraction .   to  rile  my  muse  up  during  a  film . ❛  mark .   to  leave  marks  on  my  muse  [  optional :  specify where  ] . ❛  tie .   to  use  restraints  on  my  muse  during  intimacy . ❛  throat .   to  choke  my  muse  during  intimacy . ❛  sparring .   for  sparring  to  turn  into  sex . ❛  toys .   to  use  toys  [ vibrator / strap / otherwise ]  on  my  muse . ❛  imagery .   to  send  my  muse  a  risque  photo . ❛  drag .   to  pull  my  muse  closer  by  a  piece  of  clothing . ❛  tear .   to  tear  a  piece  of  clothing  from  my  muse’s  body . ❛  shower .   to  have  sex  with  my  muse  in  the  [ shower / bath ] . ❛  sneaky .   to  sneak  away  from  a  gathering  to  have  sex  with  my  muse . ❛  beg .   to  make  my  muse  beg . ❛  carnal .   to  [ scratch / bite ]  my  muse  during  intimacy . ❛  preoccupied .   to  rile  my  muse  up  as  they  [ read / work ] . ❛  jealous .   to  purposefully  make  my  muse  react  possessively . ❛  dare .   to  have  sex  with  my  muse  based  off  a  dare . ❛  read .   to  re-enact  something  from  a  [ book / show / porn ]  with  my  muse . ❛  collapse .   to  break  a  bed  during  sex  with  my  muse . ❛  caught .   to  get  caught  with  my  muse  during  sex .

❛  i  want  to  feel  your mouth .  ❜ (ghost)

the enormity of my desire. / accepting!

she didn't expect to suddenly be pulled into his lap before she can walk too far past time, completely caught off guard as her mind had been on other things. still, agatha can't complain as he kisses her, shifting her position so she's straddling him, moaning against his lips. gods, he is intoxicating, isn't he? ghost makes her crave more, loosely wrapping her arms around his neck and grinding against him.

when he breaks the kiss to speak, his words make her heart flutter, sending a shiver down her spine and giving her goosebumps. as if her face didn't feel flushed before, it most certainly does now. she gives a nod, stealing a quick kiss from ghost and moving off of his lap, sitting on her knees between his legs. reaching up, agatha undoes his belt, then his pants, freeing his cock from his clothes. she felt him getting hard under her when they were kissing only moments ago and feels him twitching in her hand now. her gaze flickers up toward ghost's as she tilts and turns her head slightly, planting light kisses along his shaft before taking him into her mouth. her eyes lid as she moans softly from his taste on her tongue, beginning to bob her head up and down along his length.

" sorry, i was just... i was just thinking. wondering about something. " the faerie has a tendency for worrying about the worst possible situation that may never even happen. it could, though, when dealing with the supernatural. everything has the ability to go wrong. it really can get worse. she sighs and rubs her neck, looking away as her lips purse in a thin, worried line. if only she could just get her mind to shut up for once.

" i know i'm immortal, but that doesn't mean i can't die. " agatha looks up at him again. " if i were gravely injured and beyond saving, what would you do? "

@fiorserpen liked for a starter!

--- ❝ WHAT HAS YOU SO UPSET? ❞ He did not need to be told there was something bothering the young woman, so much so that it was radiating off of her as he speaks. His ability allows him such access. He adjusted his lenses, making sure to speak fluidly. ❝ You hardly ate. ❞

“ you don’t have to do everything yourself. ” @ Aggie!

sickness sentence starters. / accepting!

" w-well, i-i-if n-not me, then w-who else? " the idea of letting someone help her was beyond her. she was used to the independence and having to do things on her own, regardless of how terrible she felt. if she stays in bed, nothing will get done. the house will just become a mess again! this, and she has her cats and dog to take care of. she can't just leave them to fend for themselves! " please, y-you d-don't have to help me a-at all, nic. i-i can do all of this just f-fine on my own. " regardless of the sore throat, the pounding in her head, the small fever and the congestion in her sinuses.

making a revised post of this one bc of info i forgot to update it with. thanks to storage fees, the cost of my mother's cremation is nearly $2,000. dad worked out a payment plan and had to pay $500 up front and another $500 is due next month (and so on and so forth until the costs are fully paid off), so the total amount due is around $1,500 now.

as of making this post, we have $200 sitting in my paypal account thanks to donations and gift cards earned via apps + a site that let you earn points that you then cash in for gift cards (which, unfortunately, takes a while to earn).

so: $200/$500

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she should've run, she knows this. even if it was futile, even if it got her killed like that poor bastard behind the lieutenant, she knows she should've tried. in the face of threats and danger, agatha has always frozen in place like a deer in headlights, just taking what was dished out to her. this time won't be any different, she can feel it in every fiber of her being. it's never been a matter of life or death before, though. comply or die. the faerie never thought she had any sort of survival instincts, but this counted, right? going along with a killer so that he might let her go, might let her live. if she can do that, if he lets her live, she's still surviving, right?

agatha whimpers when he speaks, flinching at the sound of his voice and the continued use of pet names. he... he's right. he doesn't have any guarantee, she supposes. he would just have to take her word for it, but even then, for him, that would be risky. it's better to eliminate the risk than allow there to be one in the first place. still, she has to try, right? agatha has to try and convince him that she wouldn't call or go to the police. " please, i-i-i p-promise i won't. i-if anyone asked, i-i-i d-didn't see a-anything here! " her pleading will be all for naught, won't it?

her gaze flickers to the body. that gruesome, awful, terrible scene that she witnessed still fresh in her mind. that poor person... tears brim agatha's eyes and begin to spill down her cheeks. she doesn't want to end up like them! she doesn't want to be the next face in the news. oh, gods, please. she doesn't want to die. another whimper leaves agatha and she rummages through the bag she always carries. fishing out her wallet, she hesitates before holding it out to him, her hand trembling.

   she's  terrified  of  him.  he  can  see  it  -  and  he  doesn't  doubt  it.  most  people  were.  though  there  are  some  -  like  her  -  that  tug  at  a  deep  dark  part  of  him.  he  shouldn't  want  to  play  with  her  like  she's  a pet  -  but  it's  those  doe  innocent  eyes.  it  tugs  at  parts  of  him  he  wishes  he  didn't  have.  parts  of  him  that  were  ingrained  from  a  troubled  youth  until  now.  the  craving  for  absolute  fucking  power  over  someone,  to  bend  them  until  they  break  -  he  always  claimed  to  be  a  horrible  man.  he  always  was  one. 

   "now,  now,  luv."  he  scoffs,  shaking  his  head.  "'ow  do  i  'ave  any  guarantee  you're  no'  gonna  turn  'round  an'  try  to  pull  some  shite  on  me?  li'le  innocent  thing  like  you  -  they  teach  you  t'  protect  yourself  from  the big  bad  men  like  me,  don't  they?  tell  you  -  call  the  police,  repor'  'em.  ge'  'em  pu'  away,  yeah?"  he  lets  his  voice  stay  at  a  low  husk,  as  he  digs  into  her  pockets,  looking  for  a  wallet. 

   "le's  see  'ere,  luvie.  you  carryin'  id  for  me?  be'er  i  ge'  t'  know  you  this  way,  innit?  the  other  way  -  you  wouldn'  like  tha'."  the  threat  hangs  there,  his  gaze  flicking  to  the  gutted  body  he's  left  behind.  "c'mon  pre'y  thing  -  le's  see  you  cooperate.  migh'  le'  you  live."