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JEALOUS, FIERCLY PROTECTIVE & TERRITORIAL PROMPTS

feel free to edit pronouns as needed! content warning for some strong language,  threats and implied violence.

to each other:

❝  you’re mine. only mine.  ❞

❝  i’m all yours.  ❞

❝  mine.  ❞

❝  yours.  ❞

❝  we belong to each other.   ❞

❝  you belong to me.  ❞

❝  i belong to you.  only ever you.  ❞

❝  i just didn’t like the way they were looking at you.  like you weren’t mine.  ❞

❝  you know i’m yours,  right?  i only have eyes for you.  ❞

❝  no one else is ever gonna have a chance with me.  you’re it.  you’re all i want.  ❞

❝  i chose you.  and i need you to trust that my decision is final.  trust me.  ❞

❝  wait are you jealous?  ❞

❝  aw,  baby.  it’s cute when you’re jealous.  ❞

❝  i don’t like the way they keep staring at you.   ❞

❝  i don’t like how they keep staring at me.   ❞

❝  are they making you uncomfortable?  i can do something about it.  ❞

❝  no one should even get to look at you unless you want them to.  ❞

❝  stop—  it’s okay.  they’re not worth your anger.  just kiss me.  ❞

❝  stop saying i’m jealous.  i’m not—  i just.  i don’t like having to share. ❞

❝  i’m not jealous,  who said i’m jealous?  ❞

❝  well if i’m all yours then kiss me like it.  ❞

❝  show everyone who i belong to.  ❞

❝  i’m gonna remind them you’re mine.  ❞

❝  i want everyone here to see that you’re mine.  ❞

❝  i want everyone here to see that i’m yours.  ❞

❝  hey—  look at me.  why are you all upset?  ❞

❝  you can’t keep getting your feathers all ruffled when anyone else gives me attention.  ❞

❝  they don’t deserve you—  i don’t deserve you.  but at least i’m aware of it.  ❞

❝  i promise there’s no one else.  you have my heart completely.  ❞

❝  hey,  is this asshole bothering you?  ❞

❝  tell me you’re mine.  ❞

to a third party:

❝  get the fuck away from them!  ❞

❝  look at them like that again and you’ll won’t be seeing anything.  ❞

❝  don’t you dare touch them.  ❞

❝  yeah it’s time to walk the fuck away.  ❞

❝  you’re gonna lose a finger if you don’t get outta my sight right now.  ❞

❝  you heard them,  get lost.  ❞

❝  lucky for you,  i don’t wanna ruin their night.  but i see you sniffing around here again you might not be so fortunate.  ❞

❝  you wanna lose a limb?  beat it,  fucker.  ❞

❝  see,  i woulda left it alone.  but you made them fucking cry.  so now you’re gonna lose your eyes.  ❞

❝  hey,  they said ‘no.’  ❞

❝  hey asshole,  shut the fuck up or i’ll make you shut up.  ❞

❝  what did you just say to them,  you little shit?  ❞

❝  oh yeah.  now you’re all quiet.  not so bold when you’re not the toughest guy in the room,  huh?  ❞

❝  get lost.  ❞

❝  go.  ❞

❝  leave.  before my patience runs out.  ❞

❝  get the fuck outta their face.  ❞

❝  hey,  that’s enough.  ❞

actions:

[ CLAIM ]  for one muse to possessively place their hands on their shoulders or hips. 

[ HOLD ]  for one muse to slide their arm around the other in a possessive way. 

[ SHELTER ]  for one muse to lean into the other’s side or hug them to seek comfort from a crowd or individual while in public. 

[ STAKE ]  for one muse to protectively and/or possessively stand behind the other to intimidate a third party. 

[ RESCUE ]  for one muse to intervene upon seeing a third party making the other one uncomfortable. 

[ CHASE ]  for one muse to interrupt and make a third party leave the other alone out of jealousy/possessiveness. 

[ TENSION ]  for one muse to get in a fight on behalf of the other. 

[ STOP ]  for one muse to break up a fight which started because of them. 

[ MEND ]  for one muse to treat the other’s wounds they got from protecting them. 

[ SCOLD ]  for one muse to treat the other’s wounds they got from fighting over them. 

[ CARESS ]  for one muse to possessively kiss the other in public.

[ TAKE ]  for one muse to passionately kiss the other,  fueled by jealousy. 

[ TAUNT ]  for one muse to flirt with a third party to try and get the other to act possessively. 

[ REMIND ]  for our muses to have passionate sex meant to remind one party who they belong to. 

[ EMBRACE ]  for one muse to dominate the other due to possessiveness/jealousy. 

[ LINKED ]  for one muse to hold the other’s hand in public to stake claim. 

[ INTERTWINE ]  for one muse to hold the other’s hand in public in a comforting manner. 

❛  are  you  saying  you  want  to  secretly  perform  scientific  experiments  on  your  friends  and  coworkers  to  increase  efficiency?   ❜

holt & diaz quote starters // @vanhornrn

darker vibes

❛ i would let you rip me apart if it meant loving you. ❜

❛ this fear you feel? it won’t last. ❜

❛ you are my salvation. ❜

❛ i revolt you, don’t i? ❜

❛ get the hell away from me. ❜

❛ i want to sink my teeth into every inch of you. ❜

❛ i’ll be your dirty little secret, if that’s what you’re into. ❜

❛ worship me. until i tell you to stop. ❜

❛ don’t you know how sick with love i am for you? ❜

❛ fucking hit me already. ❜

❛ i would burn the world for you. ❜

❛ i don’t want to be good, no matter how hard you wish it. ❜

❛ i don’t know how you’ve bewitched me, but it needs to stop. ❜

❛ fix me. ❜

❛ they die for love, you kill for it. ❜

❛ you are mine, whether you agree or not. ❜

❛ do you like it when i bleed for you? ❜

❛ i will keep hurting. i will keep killing. anything to protect you. ❜

❛ i’m starved for you, morning and night. ❜

❛ now i get to ravish you. ❜

❛ i am your god and your executioner. ❜

❛ you are doing so well, my pet. ❜

❛ you’re my sweetest poison. ❜

❛ let’s do something about that mouth of yours. ❜

❛ your fascination with me will be your death. ❜

❛ you’re the monster that’s enticed me into your bed. ❜

❛ all you can say are pretty lies. ❜

❛ the fucked up thing is that it isn’t enough to just love you. ❜

❛ you’ve broken me. all i can think about is you. ❜

❛ you’ll beg for more. ❜

❛ an eternity with you would never satisfy me. ❜

❛ i would gladly let you drag me to hell. ❜

❛ everything i’ve done.. every horrible atrocity, it’s been for you. ❜

❛ you’re a fucking nightmare. kiss me. ❜

❛ feel grateful that i allow you to touch me. ❜

❛ every time your lips touch my skin, you burn me from the inside out. ❜

❛ there’s no black or white, only gray. ❜

❛ no one touches what’s mine. ❜

❛ make me indifferent, make me horrible. ❜

❛ i could never be the one to love you. i can only be the one that kills you. ❜

❛ your lips are poison, your laugh a curse. ❜

how are you holding up ? @pittmade

her  gaze  fixed  on  the  horizon,  where  the  light  filters  in  too  softly  for  the  weight  in  her  chest.  she  stifles  any  wryness,  any  iteration  that  MIRRORS  how  he  might  stand  in  her  position.  though  to  her  credit,  she  isn't  standing.  legs  curled  over  railings,  her  hands  are  still,  clasped  in  her  lap  like  she’s  holding  something  fragile  there.  a  memory,  maybe. or  the  version  of  herself  she  used  to  be  before  the  uniform,  before  the  field  kits  soaked  in  blood,  before  the  nights  that  still  wake  her  up  sweating  through  the  sheets.

the  question  lingers  in  the  air,  burning  through  her  with  guilt.  he  asks  with  that  arc  of  militant  sureness  and  grace,  but  she  hears  the  worry  beneath  it.  ❛  some  nights  are  louder  than  others.  ❜  she  doesn't  speak  it  outright,  doesn’t  mention  the  dream  that  clung  to  her  ribs  this  morning,  or  the  way  she  caught  herself  zoning  out  between  rounds,  replaying  things  she  can’t  fix.  but  he  knows,  he  always  does.  the  way  he  sees  her—  really  sees  her  and  doesn’t  flinch,  doesn’t  try  to  fix  her.  JUST  STAYS.  and  as  long  as  she's  above  ground,  she'll  do  the  same  for  him.  new  as  it  was  between  them,  it  wasn't  by  way  of  soul.  a  synchronicity  extended  by  the  universe  to  make  amends  for  how  much  it  worked  them  over.

❛  that  young  private  on  leave  —  ❜  it's  coarse  on  her  tongue  from  how  it  crawled  up  between  serrated  edges  in  her  throat.  her  hand  reached  for  jack,  quietly  and  without  rumination,  like  a  reflex  her  body  had  already  absorbed  into  its  DNA.  ❛  he  reminded  me  of  someone,  felt  like  losing  them  all  over  again.  ❜

LOCATION  BASED  SMUT  PROMPTS

TRANSPORATION 

one muse gives the other oral while they drive. 

driver uses one hand to finger the other while on a long road trip.

muses join mile high club in an airplane restroom.

in an airplane one muse has to be quiet while the other muse plays with them in their seats.

muses tease each other in the back of a taxi cab on the way home. 

while driving home after a date,  they get too impatient and pull into a parking lot to have sex. 

while driving in the middle of a forest,  our muses pull onto the side of the road for sex. 

our muses are on a road trip but a thick fog forces them to take a break.  they have sex inside the car while waiting for it to clear. 

while at the drive in theater,  muses participate in foreplay. 

while at the drive in theater,  muses forego watching the movie to have sex. 

revenge sex in someone else’s car. 

sex in someone else’s car due to impatience and carelessness. 

a quickie while parallel parked on a busy road. 

in an empty train car while freighthopping. 

in a crowded bus,  one muse sitting in the others lap purposefully and subtly grinding to get them worked up. 

in a private jet,  on the way to a business trip. 

in a private jet,  on the way to a vacation spot. 

one muse masturbates while the other drives. 

driver instructs the passenger to touch themselves through guided masturbation. 

while one muse drives,  they describe what they want to do to the passenger who isn’t allowed to touch themselves. 

NATURE

sensual sex in a secluded meadow during a picnic. 

one muse holding the other up against a tree. 

in a cabin in the middle of a rainstorm late at night. 

in a cabin in the middle of a heavy snowstorm during the day. 

in the bed of a truck in front of hiking trails. 

in the bed of a truck while stargazing. 

a plateau overlooking the ocean on a cloudy day. 

one muse has been napping in a hammock and the other wakes them by beginning to finger them. 

muses get distracted from sunbathing and start to fool around by a poolside or lake. 

inside a gazebo while it rains. 

a little ways off from a hiking trail,  hidden by thick foliage. 

mutual masturbation while camping in a tent. 

beneath the shade of trees in the middle of an orchard. 

between rows in a vineyard. 

hidden away in the dead end of a hedge maze. 

PUBLIC

in a bar or restaurant,  one muse sneaks under table to eat out the other. 

in a bar or restaurant,  muses discuss in detail what they’re going to do to each other once they get home. 

inside the stall of restroom in a bar. 

inside a single bathroom of a place of service (restaurant,  store,  club etc.)

in a hotel room,  up against the window overlooking a busy city.

a quickie in a diner restroom before getting back on the road. 

up on a rooftop where no one is supposed to be. 

inside one muses’s office. 

inside a third party’s office they shouldn’t have access to. 

inside an empty church on a weekday. 

one muse fondling the other while they’re trying to shop. 

foreplay and teasing in the dressing room of a store. 

oral performed while hidden in a storage room or closet. 

inside an abandoned house. 

hushed sex while staying in the guest room of another’s home. 

in the middle of a park late at night. 

PRIVATE

on the floor,  in front of the fireplace to warm up after coming inside from winter storm. 

one muse on the bathroom counter while the other stands. 

in front of the bathroom mirror so they can watch themselves. 

to break in a new house or apartment,  boxes scattered about and furniture newly placed. 

bent over a table while something bakes in the oven. 

on the kitchen counter with half-eaten plates of breakfast forgotten. 

one muse spread out across the top of a grand piano,  pretty woman style. 

rushed and desperate,  messy on the couch because they were too impatient to even make it to the bedroom. 

one muse riding the other while the tv plays in the background,  movie forgotten entirely. 

on the balcony in early morning,  where neighbors might see,  but no one will likely look. 

few  could  possibly  understand  the  depth  of  it  all,  the  uphill  BATTLE  made  of  claws  and  teeth  and  admitted  spite.  ❛  hard  to  be  soft,  tough  to  be  tender.  ❜  of  standing  toe  to  toe  with  men  twice  your  size  and  coming  out  alive  and  higher  up  than  any  of  them  could  possible  imagine.  gloria  knows  she  understands.  enough  for  her  to  offer  up  the  adage  of  something  stronger  than  beer. 

lyrical sc// @w4rwhispers

OH SHE ANGSTY TONIGHT. somebody fix it. help. HELLLLP.

❝ i only sleep well when you're next to me. ❞ @pittmade

jack  says  it  so  simply,  so  matter  of  fact  as  if  reading  from  an  un-refuted  diagnosis  and  for  a  split  second,  SHE  FORGETS  HOW  TO  BREATHE.  she  takes  a  small  step  toward  him,  enough  for  the  edges  of  her  exhaustion  to  melt  into  something  else.  she  reaches  out,  fingertips  grazing  the  hem  of  his  scrubs  like  she’s  grounding  herself.  tense  shoulders  melting  down,  well  into  a  shift  that  dragged  on  too  long  and  left  too  many  ghosts  behind.  she  should  be  immune  to  tenderness  by  now  in  this  environment  but  if  anything,  gloria  indulges  more.  ❛ yeah,  i  couldn't  sleep  before  shift.  ❜ she  admits,  voice  barely  above  the  hum  of  the  fluorescents  and  break  of  morning  light  through  the  automatic  doors.

she's  cradled  a  coffee  that's  been  re-heated  half  a  dozen  times  that  night  alone  in  her  other  hand.  her  frame  titled,  leaning  against  the  counter  but  more  into  him  as  subtle  as  could  be  mustered  for  their  proximity.  there's  no  struggle  to  find  his  gaze,  it's  already  on  her,  already  poking  at  the  faint  hue  of  pink  adorning  her  cheeks.  gloria  didn't  blush  but  she  does  for  him.  she  smiles  then,  the  kind  that  blooms  slow  and  steady  like  something  she  didn’t  think  could  grow  anymore.  ❛ you  know,  i'm  getting  tired  of  packing  a  bag  and...you  always  make  coffee  better  than  mine.  ❜  it's  a  flash  of  movement  so  subtle  that  any  wandering  eyes  wouldn't  thinks  twice  of  the  rogue  kiss  to  his  stubbled  jaw.  she  lingers  with  weariness  and  the  reflection  of  stars  hung  around  him  in  her  honey  eyes.  ❛  from  a  scientific  perspective,  it  seems  that  the  only  probable  conclusion  here  is  to  eliminate  sleeping  apart.  ❜

❛ i  could  have  been  easier  on  you. ❜  admittance  turned  over,  softly  spun  by  the  same  bedside  manner  she'd  developed  since  her  FAREWELL  TO  ARMS.  she  shrugs  gently  and  twists  around  in  the  exam  room,  prepping  her  station  for  sutures.  concern  knits  her  brows,  a  thousand  questions  hiding,  but  nothing  said.  what  bar?  how  far  his  mouth  ran  before  the  fist  hit?  how  many  punches  he  got  in? 

lyrical sc//@frthestars ( bradley )

I’m not even sure her ass makes up for the collective amount of trauma and baggage anymore…her head game does though.