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hey loves! sorry for ugly mobile post but i’ve moved over to @heartdevourcd so pls follow me there, i wanna get back into indie !

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✧･ﾟ— &. / closed starter @bcstmistake​ ft. 𝓰𝓲𝓪𝓷𝓷𝓪 !

gianna hadn’t spoken to maddox much since they ended things - since she ended things. they mostly just saw each other in groups, more or less when saskia and sawyer were around. she hadn’t even been around them much lately - however, every year, she always threw a huge halloween bash. gianna loved to be the center of attention, and although she wasn’t feeling it as much this year, her mother had convinced her otherwise. she sighed and adjusted the wings that came with her angel costume and turned sideways in the mirror, placing a hand on her growing stomach. taking her lower lip in between her teeth, she exited her bedroom and walked downstairs, her eyes immediately fell on maddox, who had a red solo cup, most likely filled to the rim with jack daniels. her heart still ached every time she saw him. she had so much love for him, and now that she was sober - now that she was truly sober, she couldn’t HAVE him. her gaze trailed away from him as her eyes scanned over a few of her peers before landing back on him. she glided over to him, hand still resting securely on her stomach. she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear as she took in the sight before her. he was perfect - imperfect for her, but perfect in every other way. gianna had never been near him with such a straight mind, and at times she wasn’t sure what to say. ❝hi,❞ she breathed out. ❝i have - i need to talk to you for a minute. preferably upstairs in my room.❞

#☆ — ⟨ ɢɪᴀɴɴᴀ : 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓇𝓉𝑒𝓇 ⟩ #bcstmistake

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just a psa i probably won’t be on for another several days because i’m dealing with a lot. talk soon. 💛

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✧･ﾟ— &. / @bcstmistake​​ ft. 𝓼𝓪𝔀𝔂𝓮𝓻 !

            A NEEDY HUM SOUNDS AT the back of her throat as she notices that he’s hard, for her, no less — she revels in it, what with this all being so NEW to her all over again ( mostly from spurring a guy on to this point to begin with ). saskia shudders as his lips ghost her skin, goosebumps prickling at her inner thighs what with the feel of hot breath fanning distantly against her core. she helps him out by hitching her dress up further with hesitant digits, hoisting it to her waist and then lifting it over her head to toss aside. she’s careful with her movements, bashfully shuffling back into the couch cushion and sweeping her hair forward from her shoulders; a subconscious attempt to cover herself up, exposed and vulnerable more so than she’d felt prior. saskia cursed herself for having not worn a bra that day, simply because the daisy embellished summer dress had looked cuter without, what with the built in corset-style upper half. and now, here she was — breasts halfway hidden behind waves of brunette tresses, there was no hiding her body from him, especially with the angle in which he sat; slotted between her legs like this. her heart is racing and she can feel her pulse between her thighs, lips parted with her breathlessness and arousal. she wants him — craves him — wants to be as good to sawyer as the numerous girls she knew he’d had before, eager to impress; hence why she’d removed her attire with faux ( invisible ) confidence. “i want —…” her hips jolt a little with the nips and bites between his kisses, eyes rolling back into her head as her hand fumbles to grasp at the side of his face and then at brown locks of hair. she subconsciously closes the gap between her legs, his hand and head almost caught in between them as her gaze averts with her shyness; she can’t look at him, not with the wet heat that presses visibly to girlish pink panties. “i want you to touch my — god, sawyer, please don’t make me say it.”

his gaze remains on her as he spreads her legs apart slightly, sliding the pink lace down her legs swiftly. sliding one hand up her leg, his breath hitched as he felt heat radiating from her core. taking his lower lip in between his teeth, he brushed his thumb against her swollen bud. he could already feel how wet she was - and the fact that he had made her that way, turned him on that much more. ❝fuck, sas.❞ he dipped his head back down, nipping at the skin once again before gliding his fingers across her entrance. ❝say it, baby. daddy wants to hear you say it.❞ dominance was evident in his voice as he spoke and his grip tightened on her thigh, his thumb moving in in a circular motion against her clit - teasing her to say the least.  ❝it’s just me,❞ he adds, coaxing her. 

#☆ — ⟨ sᴀᴡʏᴇʀ : 𝓼𝓬𝓮𝓷𝓮 ⟩ #bcstmistake #nsfw

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#☆ — ( no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin. )

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✧･ﾟ— &. / @feminince ft. 𝓪𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓷𝓪 !

emerson let her eyes fall shut for a moment when the other girl stroked her cheek, breathing out shakily. “god, fuck, i know,” she sighed, shaking her head. “i do trust you. i just — it just freaked me out. i don’t know.”

a frown appeared on the girl’s face as her gaze remained locked on emerson. ❝it’s me and you. no one else matters to me.❞ she tucked a strand of hair behind the other girl’s ear, taking her lower lip in between her teeth. ❝you’re my girl.❞

#☆ — ⟨ ᴀᴛʜᴇɴᴀ : 𝓼𝓬𝓮𝓷𝓮 ⟩ #feminince

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So you don’t get spiders stuck in your hair while you’re down here.

#☆ — ⟨ you’re the joey to my chandler. ⟩

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#☆ — ⟨ i swear i’d love you if i could. ⟩ #their breakup rn im crying

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#☆ — ( 𝓃𝑜 𝓈𝓌𝑒𝑒𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝒾𝓃𝓃𝑜𝒸𝑒𝓃𝒸𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓃 𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝑔𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓁𝑒 𝓈𝒾𝓃. )

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- - - horror movie inspired plots.

001. the blair witch project

muse a, muse b, and muse c (most likely a npc) are film students and for their final project they decide to do a documentary on the black hills forest in maryland. the two interview locals around town before planning to spend a weekend camping in the forest to get some good shots. muse a and muse b wake up the first morning in the tent to find muse c missing. and on their search for muse c they come across some unlikely supernatural occurrences. (obv can be mild things or very extreme)

002. the conjuring

muse a and muse b have been paranormal investigators for years, they spend their time speaking about the supernatural world & performing house calls. the two come face to face with a heinous haunting and it has now become their job to expel the spirits from that house. and just when they think they’re finished, they realized the spirit has followed them home.

003. the purge

muse a and muse b are on their way home so they can lock themselves inside before the commencement of the purge night. when their car breaks down they are forced to walk the rest of the way home, but the purge begins before they make it and the two now must spend the next 12 hours fighting for their lives.

alternate scenario: muse a and muse b are active participants in the purge night every year. the two are forced to conceal their true emotions and urges the other 364 days, only having one night to be their true selves.

004. it follows

after muse a has a one night stand with the person they’ve been seeing, they are explained the situation they are now in. no one is sure what it is or how to stop it but it is coming for muse a. it can take the form of anyone & no one else can see it but muse a. if it reaches muse a it will kill them and the only way to get rid of it is to sleep with someone else, transferring it on to them. muse b is a friend of muse a and thinks they’re crazy, but seeing how much muse a is affected, they offer to sleep with them. muse a finally agrees, and the next morning muse b finds out that muse a wasn’t crazy at all. and now the two must find out how to get rid of it for good.

005. the crazies

one by one people in muse a and muse b’s town seem to be going a bit crazy. homicidal even. just as the police department starts to piece things together the government sweeps in, taking everyone into a quarantined area, separating people they believe to be sick & people who seem to be fine. after a breach in the governments quarantine muse a and muse b escape, and are now running from the military as well as a town full of homicidal residents.

006. the descent

muse a and muse b are avid cave divers. they travel all around the world exploring and getting their adrenaline fix. muse a proposes to muse b that the two explore a new undiscovered cave that no one has been down in. muse b agrees even though they know it’s dangerous. and after a while of being underground the two find out they are not alone.

#☆ — ⟨ 𝔀𝓪𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓹𝓵𝓸𝓽𝓼 ⟩

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i want a ‘you’ve been dating my brother, but he clearly doesn’t appreciate you, so ive come to save the day even though i’m entirely sure i’d be worse for you’ kind of plot.

#☆ — ⟨ 𝔀𝓪𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓹𝓵𝓸𝓽𝓼 ⟩

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Intolerable Cruelty (2003)

#☆ — ⟨ ɢɪᴀɴɴᴀ : 𝓲𝓼𝓶𝓼 ⟩

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#☆ — ⟨ i swear i’d love you if i could. ⟩

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✧･ﾟ— &. / closed starter @glcssed ft. 𝓼𝓪𝔀𝔂𝓮𝓻 !

❝they're just a friend, i swear.❞

#☆ — ⟨ sᴀᴡʏᴇʀ : 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓇𝓉𝑒𝓇 ⟩ #glcssed

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✧･ﾟ— &. / @bcstmistake​ ft. 𝓰𝓲𝓪𝓷𝓷𝓪 !

            THEY WERE THE QUESTIONS MADDOX hoped he would never have to answer, of course having sat in the back of his mind throughout the entirety of their interaction but staying comfortably dormant. and now, he had to come up with a response, all he could muster being brutally honest, worsened by his state of post intoxication. the male waits until they reach her bedroom before he says, “if you were, uh —… pregnant — which you ARE — and it was mine, which —… it’s not — then i’d stick around.” he lets the rambled response sit for a moment, lowering himself onto the perfectly crumpled sheets of her bed in turn. “but it’d be hard for me. if you’d hibernated for a few months before telling me, and kept the pregnancy WITHOUT considering where we’re at or where i’m at, WITHOUT even having a conversation about it first, i’d still be there for you and for our kid — but i’d be lying if i said i wouldn’t hate you a little for it.” he’s blunt and almost nonchalant in the way he speaks, only now meeting her gaze with furrowed brows and bloodshot eyes. “if we’d had that conversation, and it was my kid —… i’d be there and i’d love you regardless of your choice. i’d be there.” he has to avert his gaze at yet another reminder ( if this whole conversation itself hadn’t been enough of one ) that it isn’t HIS. brown hues wander to the rounded bump of her stomach, subtle but exaggerated by her small frame, and he sucks on the inside of his cheek. he wonders if he could ignore the follow up question — knows full well hecan’t — and keeps the gap between his words longer than anticipated. not because he doesn’t know what to say, but because what he has to he shouldn’t. “don’t make me say it,” he exhales, facing the floor with closed eyes, arms tense and hands curling uncomfortably around the edged side of her bed in which he sat. WEwouldn’t have to do this, and WE wouldn’t have to do that — he can’t help but feel the need to ask, since when was THIS a WE thing? he came here for her, unbeknown to him that she was still with child. he came here forHER. maddox caves with a breathless and simple, “no,” and reaches up to rub index and middle digits into his temples. “no, i wouldn’t be here — i couldn’t be —… not for that, gi.” his words were gentle but rushed, struggling to tug them from his drying throat. “i turned up for you, not for T H I S, and — look, that sounded worse than i wanted it to — but, i’m here — STILL. y’know?” maddox peers up at her, jaw tense as he attempts to study her disposition; he’d never been good at that. “i’m here, and i will be, for —… both.” he halfheartedly gestures to her bump, exasperated by his own useless retorts. “but i’d be lying if i said that wasn’t dependant on you keeping the baby.” the admission would’ve been better unsaid, but it had to be. he had to be clean with her, even if he weren’t clean in this moment; substance dissolving into his bloodstream at this point, but the ache of alcohol remaining. “m’ sorry, that was so — FUCK, i’m an asshole, right? god, i’m such an asshole.” his head in his hands and he can’t bear to look at her — not after this.

gianna licked her lips and sighed quietly before nodding. ❝i know. and i just needed to hear you say it, for closure.❞ tears formed in her eyes as she took both of his hands, her eyes locking with his. ❝i need you to please keep in mind that i l o v e you with every piece of me. and i love you enough to let you go.❞ she let a few tears fall from her eyes before giving him a sad smile. god, this pregnancy made her cry more than ever. ❝you shouldn’t have to love me like this. i know this was never in the agenda for either one of us. and especially being that the baby isn’t... y o u r s , i can’t expect you to stick around, you have to live your life. we’re so - we’ve become so codependent on each other and it’s not healthy, mad.❞ she took her lower lip in between her teeth before sitting down on the bed, resting her hand on her stomach. ❝ “i’m gonna be a mom, but i’m not. i’m giving my baby up because i know that i’ll never be able to look at it with the love that it needs or deserves, because every time i look at my child, all i’ll see is him. ❞ her gaze moved back up to him, her brown hues filled with sadness. ❝you know i love you, right? i love you so much, maddox, we just... i don’t think you can love this side of me. you only know the part of me that’s hooked on drugs, not the one who’s sober and is gonna have her child ripped from her just minutes after i have them.❞ she looked down at her stomach, gripping the t shirt of his that hung just slightly over her stomach now. ❝which is why for now, i think we should just try and be friends.❞

#☆ — ⟨ ɢɪᴀɴɴᴀ : 𝓼𝓬𝓮𝓷𝓮 ⟩ #bcstmistake #im crying pls #my babies :(

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✧･ﾟ— &. / @bcstmistake​ ft. 𝓼𝓪𝔀𝔂𝓮𝓻 !

            SHE TAKES A MOMENT TO steady the palpitations in her chest with no avail, as breathless as she’d been since he kissed her at her doorstep. the word ‘d a d d y’ presses at her lower stomach and she tilts her head into the hand at her throat; felt good him holding her like this, as though he might rip at her jugular at any moment and she revelled in it. the fact sawyer scared her a little kept her on her toes, keen to impress him but clueless on how to do so — how could she compare to the others he’d had before her? she’d fucked before, but that was a few times at most ( with the same person no less, jayden abrahams, both turning sweet 16 ) and with girlish inexperience; saskia wanted to give more, just didn’t know HOW. she persists, panting, “touch me,” thighs tightening against his hand and a wave of electric pulsing at her core. “please —…” she wants to saythat word, yet comes to a sudden halt, involuntarily restraining her vocals. saskia forces back the lump in her throat and slants her neck in sawyer’s grasp to gaze up at him through darkened hazel eyes, mustering whatever confidence she had left ( after it’d been snatched from her alongside her thresh of power ) to utter, “i want you to touch me.” the petite girl unravels herself from his grasp and takes his hand, turning on her heel and walking backward a few steps before she drops it upon reaching the settee in her living room. she sinks down onto the cushioning and crosses a leg beneath her body, clamming palms in her lap as she peers up at him through doe eyed, a n g e l i c features. she’s reminisce of a deer in the headlights; yet devilish in the way she stares, teeth sinking into plush rose. “c’mere,” she muses, quiet. it feels like losing her virginity all over again.

he brushes his tongue over his bottom lip as he takes in the presence of the girl in front of him. his fingers released from her throat slowly as his gaze remained on her. sawyer was used to getting his way with girls - he wasn’t exactly new in this department, but something about saskia in front of him, flustered and not knowing what to say, almost took him over the edge. i want you to touch me. the words played a few times in his head before he grasped onto what she was saying. his cock was visibly strained against the material of his sweatpants as he clambered behind her. ❝fuck, saskia,❞ was all he could manage to mumble as he stared down at her on the couch briefly before kneeling down in front of her, his fingers creeping up her leg closer to her core. he slid her dress up slightly to expose her thighs and pressed a few kisses along her skin, his eyes meeting hers once again. he nipped at the skin along her inner thighs, making sure to leave a few marks there as well - so she knew who she belonged to in this moment. ❝tell me where you want me to touch you, baby. i want to hear you say it.❞

#☆ — ⟨ sᴀᴡʏᴇʀ : 𝓼𝓬𝓮𝓷𝓮 ⟩ #bcstmistake #nsfw

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✧･ﾟ— &. / closed starter @billystcr ft. 𝒸𝑒𝓁𝑒𝓈𝓉𝑒 !

❝are you seriously jealous right now?❞

#☆ — ⟨ ᴄᴇʟᴇsᴛᴇ : 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓇𝓉𝑒𝓇 ⟩ #billystcr