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"What do you pray for, padre?" He kneels before an idol, an imitation of her that will never capture her essence. Beautiful as the statue is, the Green-Eyed Goddess is more than just beautiful. Those same green eyes examine now her supplicant, and it is if she is staring straight into the man's heart and soul-but only AS IF. "You are a pious man- your knees ache and you shiver, but still you kneel in prayer."
The sound of Her voice catches his attention, sweet and soft, kindness oozing from every syllable. The sound of it is one that has become familiar to him, though it is a sound that he is not worthy to hear. His dark robes swirl around him as he stands and turns to face Her, and he rests his hand upon Her altar to steady himself. He feels weak in the knees whenever he sees Her -- and who wouldn’t in the face of the Emerald Goddess?
“Your Imperial Majesty,” he greets, and his chest feels tight. How many times have they been here before? It feels like a thousand lifetimes across a thousand worlds, and yet this one is different. She is powerful and beautiful, such kindness and strength flowing out from Her in warm waves. He tears his gaze away from Her, looking instead to the offerings laid before Her altar -- trinkets displaying both wealth and poverty, personal items meant to show unyielding devotion. His offering sits there with the rest of them, a strange tome in a language that he does not know, but it is a thing that offers to him such a feeling of security and routine.
And now, it is Hers, as is the rest of him.
“I pray only for Your mercy to continue to smile down upon us.” He looks back up to Her, but cannot bring himself to look into Her bright green eyes. “But I suppose that You already know that, don’t You?”
He hopes beyond hope that She does not know what else he prays for at other altars, in temples far less sanctimonious than the one that he keeps for Her. He hopes that The Herald is not so treacherous as He seems.
The time when he could bring himself to feel kindness for her is long gone, blown away like ashes in a gust of wind.
He cannot stand the sight of her, the sound of her, the smell of her, the look of her -- but still he consumes her with all senses, the input of it all too much too much too much, and she is oh so delectable and detestable in every way. He watches her now as she moves through the room, his perfect angel, the one he snatched so easily for himself, robbed her right out of her cradle.
She’s dressed as he sees fit, pretty in a pale green that offsets the beautiful warm brown of her skin in such a lovely way, her beautiful curly curly black hair tied so lovely around her head, and he hates her for looking so beautiful, his perfect doll. She must be his and his alone.
“Esmeralda.” His tone is clipped, flat as always. “Come here.”
@flamesofesmeralda
flamesofesmeralda replied to your post:
Touches u. More specifically touches u off a cathedral
hey that’s really rude.
touch me i have depression.
let it be known that claude frollo wrecked my entire existence and i am eternally sad about this wretched priest.
fucking hell grimm
sorry for being so funny and so endearing all the time
✍: Someone discovers one of my muse’s kinks and they have to explain themselves (or not).
It happens fast, like a viper lashing out when least expected. It was all a bit too much, the way that Claude had made a snide remark, the way it made them angry at each other, the way that suddenly Viktor’s hand was wrapped around his throat. It was more than he had expected from the man, and with furrowed brows, he stares at Viktor, breathing becoming more difficult as he squeezes, and he can’t help but watch the way that the other man’s mouth is curved into the slightest of smirks.
God help me.
Wrapping his fingers around Viktor’s wrist, Claude lets out a low moan, eyes focused intently on that mouth as he writhes a little bit against the wall, bucking his hips out towards Viktor’s only once, craving friction nearly as much as he craves oxygen. It’s an odd feeling, the arousal burning underneath the anger. Without warning, Viktor lets go, and as he does, Claude lets out a gasp, immediately flushing in embarrassment. Snapping his mouth shut, he glares at Viktor, humiliation creeping up his spine.
He was weak, and he hated letting the other man see it.
“Look...” he begins, but he doesn’t have a follow-up, and he flounders for a few moments. Thank God diplomacy had been thrown out the window with them ages ago. “Listen here, Mr. Petrov...” Claude only calls him that in private when he’s angry, like a parent scolding a child. He thinks it fitting when Viktor acts like a brat. “I don’t... I don’t know what you think... but...” He stares at him again, wide eyed and angry, before he jabs his index finger into Viktor’s sternum. “Don’t you say a thing about this. Ever.”
Claude wants to kiss him hard on the mouth, if only to bite him bloody and wipe that look of amusement off his face.
“Before I met thee, I was happy.”
claude frollo from the hunchback of notre dame as written by seb.
“Stranger Things” Sentence Starter Pt 1
- “You’ve been playing for ten hours?!”
- “We talked about this! You can’t take shifts when I’m working!”
- “I think it’s kind of cool. It’s like you have superpowers, or something.”
- “Yeah, except I can’t fight evil with it.”
- “It was a one-time…..two-time thing.”
- “I’ll climb through your window, I’m stealthy. Like a ninja.”
- “Mornings are for coffee and contemplation.”
- “My mom thought I was on debate team but really I was just screwing girls in the back of my dad’s Oldsmobile.”
- “You know, kids are mean. They laugh at him/her/they, pick on him/her/they, make fun of his/hers/their clothes.”
- “What did I just say? One at a damn time.”
- “No, I won’t. I don’t get scared like that anymore.”
- “Yeah, all I know is she’s scared to death. I think she might have been abused or kidnapped.”
- “Think he could be hurt? Maybe he walked away?”
- “What you think I didn’t check my own house?!”
- “Hey, what did I do? What did I do?”
- “Galaxies and the universe and whatnot, she/he/they always did good with that. I always thought there was enough going on down here.”
- “It’s alright. You sit tight, whoever it is out there I’ll tell them to go away real quick.”
- “Sorry again for almost turning you away back there.”
- “Don’t do anything stupid.”
- “How about every time you get something right I take off a piece of clothing, but every time you get something wrong….”
- “Are you crazy!? My parents are here!”
- “Was this your plan all along? To get me alone in my room and get another knotch in your belt?”
- “I barely even know what’s going on with you. I’m so sorry.”
- “No, no, no. You can’t do that to yourself. This is not your fault.”
- “I know it. I can feel it, in my heart. You just have to trust me on this, okay?”
- “I’m just being realistic, ___!”
- “Did you run away? Are you in trouble?”
- “She/he/they said no and yes. Your three year old sister can say more!”
- “We should tell your mom.”
- “Is that real?! Sorry. I’ve just never seen a kid with a tattoo before.”
- “You’re saying that that’s not weird?!”
- “All I’m saying is it’s an emotional time.”
- “Oh, come on. You’re wasting your time!”
- “Yeah? Well, cops are good at finding. Stay here.”
- “You’re in trouble, aren’t you? Who - who are you in trouble with?”
- “Bad? Bad people? They want to hurt you? The bad people?”
- “And there was something else, I don’t know. It was - it was some kind of animal. I don’t know.”
- “No parents… Big house…”
- “A party? It’s Tuesday..”
- “Obviously his/her/their stupid plan failed.”
- “No way, ___ would never rat us out.”
- “Yeah, it’s fun. Come on. Just trust me, alright?”
- “This is ridiculous! I’m so sick of it!”
- “You shouldn’t like things because people tell you you’re supposed to, okay?”
- “I need this phone and I need two weeks advance. And a pack of Camels.”
- “I promise. That means something that you can’t break. Ever.”
- “I want you to feel like you can talk to me. I never want you to feel like you have to hide stuff from me. I’m here for you.”
- “I heard he/she/they were drunk as a skunk and did it on a ten dollar bet.”
- “Telling any adults would put us in danger!”
- “What kind of danger? ___, what kind of danger?!”
- “No, no, no. We’re going back to plan A.”
- “Really? Want to check up my ass too?”
- “You don’t think I want to see you?”
- “Maybe I’ll trade you in for the younger model.”
- “Because I don’t want to go by myself. ___, it’s not rocket science. Just tell your parents your staying at my house tonight.”
- “We never would have upset you if we knew you had superpowers.”
- “What is… friend?”
- “A friend is someone you would do anything for.”
- “Spit swear - you never break your word. It’s a bond.”
- “Friends… they tell each other things. Things that parents don’t know.”
- “We can’t park in the driveway! The neighbors might see.”
- “You can be like my guardian. Make sure I don’t get drunk and do stupid things.”
- “Is that a new bra? Really?”
- “Is that supposed to impress me? You are a cliche, you do know that don’t you?”
NSFW Drabble Meme
Send a symbol for a short NSFW drabble starring my Muse! Feel free to reblog and add your own!
☚: My muse sneaks out after a one night stand. ☛: My muse is sexually frustrated/turned on and can’t do anything about it. ☜: My muse is caught by another either masturbating or looking like they were. ☝: My muse has to find a new location for their sex toys and/or porn stash. ☞: My muse is secretly reading/watching inappropriate material in public. ☟: My muse keeps getting interrupted every time they try to get sex started. ✍: Someone discovers one of my muse’s kinks and they have to explain themselves (or not).
Pride & Prejudice (2005) Sentence Starters
“Good heavens…. People.” “Have you no compassion for my poor nerves?” “If every man in the room does not end the evening in love with you, then I’m no judge of beauty.” “How can you tease me so?” “One of these days, someone will catch your eye, and then you’ll have to watch your tongue.” “Miserable he may be, but poor he most certainly is not.” “Count your blessings. If he liked you, you’d have to talk with him.” “I wouldn’t dance with him for all of _, let alone the miserable half.” “Do you like to dance?” “I thought poetry was the food of love.” “What do you recommend to encourage affection?” “No, men are far too easy to judge.” “Only the deepest love will persuade me into matrimony, which is why I will end up an old maid.” “You’ve liked many a stupider person.” “All the world is good and agreeable in your eyes.” ”So which one of these painted peacocks is _?” “I could more easily forgive his vanity had he not wounded mine.” “Your skills in the art of matchmaking are positively occult.” “I’m no longer surprised at your knowing accomplished women, I rather wonder at your knowing any.” “Our surest way of disappointing him will be to ask him nothing about it.” “Would you find pride a fault or a virtue?” “My good opinion, once lost, is lost forever.” “What a shame, for I dearly love to laugh.” “Believe me, no one would suspect your manners to be rehearsed.” “Dear, oh dear. You must be the shame of the regiment.” “Oh, _, do you never think ill of anybody?” “It is my intention, if I may be so bold, to remain close to you throughout the evening.” “It would be most inconvenient, since I have sworn to loathe him for all eternity.” “Please advise me on what you would like most to hear.” “Oh no, I prefer to be unsociable and taciturn.” “I hear such different accounts of you as puzzle me exceedingly.” “I hope to afford you more clarity in the future.” “She’s just shy and modest.” “Men are eaten up with either arrogance or stupidity.” “There are few of us secure enough to be really in love without proper encouragement.” “We are all fools in love.” “He does not know her character as we do.” “You give your opinion very decidedly for so young a person.” “With 5000 a year, it would not matter if he had warts and a leer.” “You know perfectly well I do not believe marriage should be driven by a lot of money.” “Only a man truly confident in himself would admit to that.” “Can’t help but feel at any point someone’s going to produce a piglet and make us chase it.” “You have insulted me in every possible, and can now have nothing to say.” “Headstrong, foolish child!” “If they are amiable, they are so easily led that they have no minds of their own whatsoever.” “You’re free to go off and be jilted yourself.” “Oh, for heaven’s sake, _, don’t look at me like that.” “Not all of us can afford to be romantic.” “I must confess, the view from where I sit has been rather grey.” “I’m well enough acquainted with you to know that I cannot alarm you even should I wish it.” “I do not have the talent of conversing easily with people I have never met before.” “What on earth have you done to poor _?” “I have struggled in vain and can bear it no longer.” “I love you… Most ardently.” ”I am very sorry to have caused you pain.” “Is that your opinion of me?” “Take care, that savors strongly of bitterness.” “What are men compared to rocks and mountains?” “Do you not think him handsome?” “How can I ever make amends for such behavior?” “You must know… surely you must know it was all for you.” “One word from you will silence me forever.” “You have bewitched me, body and soul.” “Your hands are cold.”