Staz Nair as Tarak Decimus
continued from this ask & reply. ( @2wanlake )
positive. the two sticks. positive. stars shoot in her vision. oh, the air in her lungs escape. pregnant. with child. she barely remembers the guy. tears spring in her eyes as she listens to odette, giving her the best advise she can. breathe. the pale woman nods, trying to find the oxygen as she sucks in. "gods, what am i going to do?"
someone pls make someone just as equally if not stronger than her king, queen idc both?? and just have that be the root of her long sleep.
.... upcoming ocs for acotar. thinking.... dawn, winter & summer for those three.
Virginia Woolf, A Passionate Apprentice: The Early Journals, 1897-1909
PROMPTS FOR THE MORNING AFTER * adjust as necessary, nsfw implied
this... isn't my bed.
i'll make us breakfast.
wait, how long have you been here?
did you stay the night?
you're so beautiful like this.
did i give you that hickey?
don't get up. stay right here.
kiss me again.
nice bedhead.
are you... wearing anything?
this was a bad idea.
i've wanted to do that forever.
did you enjoy it?
i did a number on your back. sorry about that.
is this your shirt?
maybe you should go.
i had a great time.
if you stay, i'll make us coffee.
i shouldn't have stayed over.
come back here. please?
i've never been like that with anyone before.
there's a bra on the ceiling fan.
did we... actually...?
we could do it again, if you want.
you made me feel... incredible.
was it... okay?
you look beautiful in my bed.
what do you remember?
was i too loud?
you can borrow my shirt.
i guess this makes us more than friends.
this can't be happening.
i could spend the day just like this, right here with you.
is that a hickey?
this was just for fun. it doesn't mean we're together.
this wasn't supposed to happen.
should we talk about it?
what time is it? i'm late for work.
how long have you been awake?
i remember... everything.
we should do that again sometime.
i think we cuddled.
that was the best night of my life.
what parts do you remember?
why don't you stay for breakfast?
was it good for you?
the sex was great.
how do you like your eggs?
are we still friends?
sorry, i've got morning breath.
i'd really like to keep seeing you.
i'm glad i invited you in.
finally... fucking finally.
please don't leave the bed.
don't make fun of me if i walk funny.
this doesn't mean anything.
my friends are never going to believe this.
i don't even know who i was last night.
no one's ever taken care of me like that.
let me help you clean up.
maybe we should forget this even happened.
i'm just going to... leave.
you said some wild things last night.
you're wearing my shirt.
maybe we could make this a regular thing.
am i blushing? i'm blushing, aren't i.
where did i put my glasses?
your clothes are in the living room.
i need a shower.
your hair's a mess.
you make a great pillow.
i thought we agreed this would ruin our relationship.
did i do something wrong?
we were pretty loud.
do you want me to leave?
i asked you to stay the night.
i bet your neighbors hate us.
stay like this.
well, that's one way to bounce back.
what about round two?
don't let go of me.
why don't you join me in the shower?
we can't keep doing this.
we're fucked, aren't we.
how long have i been asleep?
i tried to keep feelings out of this. i really did.
you're going to leave a mark.
fire embers crack in the warm night air, a slight breeze brings the ocean scent flowing into the open villa mixed with utter sex. lucien doesn't regret breaking the hanging bed, a memory that would forever follow by laughter and heated cheeks. elain though, oh. she was spent. her thighs still tremble in his hands as he rolls out a knot with his thumbs, she was putty. once ivory skin now freshly rosy. the autumn born male lowers himself against her naked back, his mouth pressing wet slopping kisses along her spine, up towards her bare shoulder, sucking against the bare skin. when @seerfawn groans into him with her words, he chuckles against her skin. "does that upset you? hmm?"
@seerfawn convinced me to do a damon salvatore... so that's what i'm doing. i need fc ideas.
the forest is a lung. it is a brain. it is a great organism made up of moving parts. when you walk through the forest, you are not in a place. you are in a being, traveling through its arteries while it breathes and thinks around you. the forest feels your presence. it knows that you are there.