@turpitudae

yall can catch me here for tn bc i’m sleepy and getting ready to start my work week tomorrow 😪

brave.        sansa    took    a    deep    breath.        i    am    a    stark    ,    yes    ,    i    can    be    brave. 

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*** added muses / changes !!

changes.

floris baratheon is now portrayed by poppy drayton.

helaena targaryen will now . . . sometimes . . . be portrayed by thea sofie loch naess. argue w/ a wall idc.

additions.

myranda royce , portrayed by charithra chandran.

desmera redwyne , portrayed by nicola coughlan.

alysanne blackwood , portrayed by marina moschen.

tyshara lannister , portrayed by michelle randolph.

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mutuals may reblog if they so desire ✌🏻

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usfw prompts , less cringy edition ; accepting.

@br4wl said : [ GRIND ] sender grinds on receivers thigh , for cora and mox .

what   was   meant   to   be   training   for   her   in   ring   return   had   quickly   devolved   into   something   else   entirely,    the   makeshift   ring   she'd   begged   him   for   in   their   garage   now   no   longer   in   use   for   her   to   run   the   ropes        –        not   when   he'd   pulled   her   into   the   corner   and   held   her   there   as   if   both   of   their   lives   had   depended   on   it,    had   pulled   her   up   from   her   feet   just   a   little   to   notch   her   smaller   frame   against   his   to   give   him   the   friction   he'd   wanted   to   grind   himself   against   the   bare   skin   of   her   thigh.    a   grumble   at   first,    brushing   stray   hairs   from   her   face,    back   of   her   hand   wiping   away   sweat   from   her   brow   in   the   action   as   brown   eyes   focus   on   his   face,    pout   of   her   bottom   lip   as   she   feels   the   swollen   head   of   him   through   his   shorts. 

“you're   not        –        taking   me   seriously.” 

she   says   with   a   huff,    trying   to   retain   her   level   of   professionalism,    trying   to   not   fall   into   the   delicious   trap   he's   set   before   her.    but   it's   too   easy   curl   her   fingers   into   the   thin   fabric   of   his   tank   top,    to   keen   up   and   press   her   lips   against   his        –        all   greedy   mouth,    who   needed   to   train   further,    anyways?    

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this is a gift , it comes with a price . independent, highly selective multi-muse roleplay blog. featuring muses from wrestling, house of the dragon, a song of ice and fire, interview with the vampire, and more ! minors do not interact. will contain triggering & sensitive topics, follow at your own behest. #PETITMORTES , as slaughtered by mowgli, 28 / cst / she+hers .

who is the lamb & who is the knife ?

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𝐒𝐔𝐆𝐀𝐑 & 𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐂𝐄 *

Assorted memes of a suggestive and sexual nature, intended for the spicier type of interactions. Be mindful of your partners' boundaries! Change pronouns / etc. as needed, and feel free to combine the sentence prompts with the action and / or location prompts when sending if you want.

tw: strong sexual content , minors DO NOT interact with this meme at all!

𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐓 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒

❝ I just want to look at you like this for a moment. ❞

❝ Do you know how long I’ve been waiting for this? ❞

❝ Your heart is beating so fast. ❞

❝ Be gentle with me. Please. ❞

❝ I’ve never done this before. ❞

❝ I want to learn. Teach me. ❞

❝ Show me how to please you. ❞

❝ I want to give you everything tonight. ❞

❝ That feels so good ─ ❞

❝ Don’t stop ─ ❞

❝ You won’t break me. I promise. ❞

❝ I want your hands on me. ❞

❝ Make love to me. ❞

❝ I need you, your lips on my skin. I need you deep inside me. ❞

❝ Can’t you see what you do to me? ❞

❝ I don’t want to repeat my innocence. I want the pleasure of losing it again. ❞

❝ There is no taste sweeter than yours. ❞

❝ Look at you, what a mess you are. ❞

❝ You’re doing so good for me. Keep going. ❞

❝ I’ll taste every part of you before the night has ended. ❞

❝ No one else can make me feel this way. ❞

❝ I am already yours. Now I want you to lay your claim. ❞

❝ Your body sings to me. ❞

❝ I know you’re close. Just let it go now. Give in to it. ❞

❝ I want to feel you come undone. ❞

❝ Shh. Quiet love. They’re going to hear you. ❞

❝ I want to feel your fire, even if it burns me. ❞

❝ You take me so well. ❞

❝ You look so beautiful like this. ❞

❝ I never knew I could feel this good. ❞

𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐄 & 𝐃𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘

❝ God whispers to us in our pleasures. ❞

❝ I’m going to fuck you until your legs shake. ❞

❝ Take me. I can’t bear this anymore, just take me. ❞

❝ You’re dripping already. ❞

❝ Good girl, take it all. ❞

❝ I’m going to fill you over and over again. ❞

❝ Harder, god, harder ─ ❞

❝ Did I say you could stop? ❞

❝ Show me how much you want it. ❞

❝ Give me your mouth. ❞

❝ Spread yourself for me. ❞

❝ I’m going to leave you aching in the morning. And then I’m going to take you again. ❞

❝ Louder. Don’t hold back on me. Let me hear your pleasure. ❞

❝ I want to hear my name on your lips and make you come. ❞

❝ Don’t come until I tell you to. ❞

❝ If you wanted soft and gentle, you’ve come to the wrong person. ❞

❝ I don’t want soft. I want to ache for you when you’re done. ❞

❝ I like the marks. They stay with me even when you must leave. ❞

❝ Use me. Fuck me. Do whatever you want, but god, please touch me. ❞

❝ They’ll all know your mine when they hear you screaming my name. ❞

❝ You need relief. I can give you that. ❞

❝ You’re not leaving this bed until I’m done with you. ❞

❝ I want to spend every night buried inside of you, pleasing you, fucking you. ❞

❝ I like it when you lose control, when I can feel how desperately you need me. ❞

❝ You’re my good girl, and my girl deserves the best of me. ❞

❝ Such a good boy, always eager to please. ❞

❝ You look like an angel; it’s only right that I fuck you until you see heaven. ❞

❝ Your body is my place of worship, and it’s time for me to say my prayers. ❞

❝ This is my favorite seat. ❞

❝ Watch me ride you. ❞

𝐀 𝐁𝐈𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐒𝐓 & 𝐉𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐘

❝ Does he fuck you like this? ❞

❝ We shouldn’t be doing this. ❞

❝ I missed you beyond words. Every night I dreamt of you, of what it would be like to hold you again, and I’ll be damned if I let the chance slip through my fingers when you’re right here. ❞

❝ Why can’t I keep myself away from you? ❞

❝ This could be our last night together. I’m going to make it count. ❞

❝ Don’t bring emotions into this. This has always been about pleasure, nothing else. ❞

❝ We fuck. It doesn’t need to be more complicated than that. ❞

❝ I have no right to touch you, so why do you ask it of me when I know I am unworthy? ❞

❝ You should be mine. I don’t care what they say, you are mine. ❞

❝ You dare have the audacity to pretend like you’re not mine in front of them? We both know the truth; even now look how your body reacts to me. ❞

❝ Do you honestly think I could possibly want anyone else when this is what you do to me? ❞

❝ You’re mine. Only mine. ❞

❝ I want them to hear us. I want them to know you belong to me. ❞

❝ Claim me. Have me in a way that anyone who looks at me will see your passion written upon my skin. ❞

❝ You’re not mine. You could never be mine. Yet I want you anyway. I want you so badly that it burns me inside. ❞

❝ You’ve ruined me for all others. ❞

❝ I can’t stop myself from wanting you, no matter how much we both know we shouldn’t do this. ❞

❝ I don’t care if they see. Part of me wants them to. ❞

❝ You’re not good for me. So how can you make me feel something no one else can? ❞

❝ This is the last time, then never again. This has to stop. ❞

𝐏𝐇𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒

one muse gives the other oral

one muse rides the other

one muse grinds on the other

one muse takes the other from the front

one muse takes the other from behind

one muse takes the other anally

one muse holds the other down during rough sex

one muse pleasures the other with their hand

one muse sits on the other’s face

one muse controls the other’s movements by grabbing their hips

one muse ties up the other

one muse uses a toy on the other

our muses engage in edging or orgasm denial

one muse makes the other have multiple orgasms

our muses engage in sensory play (blindfolds, ice, etc.)

one muse shows the other a new position

one muse touches the other on the outside of their clothes

one muse dresses up to seduce the other

one muse undresses the other

one muse strips for the other

one muse (or both) pleasures themself for the other’s view

one muse leaves marks on the other

one muse watches the other have sex with a third party

our muses are being watched by a third party

our muses have a threesome

𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒

in a bed

on the floor

on a couch or chair

in a bath, shower, or pool

in a semi-public place

against a wall

on a table or counter

in the kitchen

outdoors

in a tent

on a rug in front of a fireplace

in a sacred place

in a stairwell

in a ruined building / castle

in a garden

by the ocean

in an inn / hotel

while traveling

in an office or conference room

in a dream

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usfw prompts , less cringy edition ; still accepting if u wanna tango.

@turpitudae said : [ MOUTH ] sender puts their fingers into receivers mouth, for liv.

she   doesn't   know   how   to   be   quiet,    a   fact   that's   been   reiterated   half   a   million   times       –       in   the   ring,    on   the   live   mics,    spoken   words   coming   out   of   her   mouth   merely   don't   know   the   meaning   of   the   word   soft.    it's   a   volume   setting   she   doesn't   have,    nothing   underneath   a   solid   six   out   of   ten,    and   it's   a   lesson   he's   all   but   learned   now.    one   that   insists   he   has   little   choice   but   to   give   her   something   else   to   think   about   as   his   teeth   work   over   the   sensitive   skin   of   her   neck. 

one   large   finger   pressed   to   her   lips,    and   then   two,    before   they're   pushed   inside   and   settled   onto   her   tongue        –        it's   almost   a   subconscious   behavior   for   her   to   wrap   her   lips   around   them   more   securely,    for   her   tongue   to   flicker   up    around   them,    and   for   wide   blue   eyes   to   beam   expectantly,    waiting   for   the   praise   she   longs   for. 

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there   is   no   one   who   knows   her   better   than   him,        no   one   who   understands   the   delicately   chaotic   workings   of   a   mind   that   could   just   so   easily   break   as   it   could   blossom.    for   all   the   effort   of   saying   he   wasn't   taking   her   seriously,    cora   knows   there's   no   one   better   to   press   her        –        no   one   better   to   test   the   strength   of   a   surgically   repaired   knee.    even   if   he's   more   distraction   now   than   teacher.    more   hazy   fog   clouded   into   her   mind   when   she   needed   it   clear   to   think,    more   inhaled   scent   of   him        –     smoke   and   his   cologne,    a   little   bit   of   sweat.    it   takes   effort   to   breathe   against   his   teeth   on   her   neck,    to   not   allow   dark   eyes   to   fall   shut   as   she   leans   back   into   the   open   air   of   their   garage.        “   you're   not   fighting   fair.   ”       she   mumbles,    half   -   whine   for   the   mark   she   knows   she'll   bear   upon   tanned   skin,    before   hungry   brown   eyes   scan   over   his   body   in   search   of   her   exit   strategy. 

she's   not   a   flyer,    prefers   her   feet   on   the   ground        –        a   few   reckless   stunts   from   tops   of   cages   that'd   left   her   shoulders   less   than   perfect   that   insist   she   doesn't   continue   to   make   the   same   mistakes   over   and   over   again.    but   cora's   nothing   if   not   inventive,    if   not   willing   to   try   anything   once   if   it   suits   her;       right   now   anything   to   put   him   flat   on   his   back   suited   well   enough.    her   fingers   tangle   into   his   beard,    gentle   at   first   before   wrenching   tight   to   shove   him   back,    a   delicate   nudge   of   her   foot   to   his   chest        –        fingers   curled   around   the   ropes   as   she   maneuvers   up   to   stand   upon   the   turnbuckle,    letting   go   one   by   one   until   she's   balancing   hands   free   and   staring   down   at   him   with   the   same   sort   of   quiet   determination   one   might   see   in   a   toddler   before   they   reigned   down   chaos. 

she   doesn't   know   what   exactly   she's   going   for,    doesn't   really   know   what   to   do   with   her   hands   or       .   .   .        any   other   part   of   her        –        half   crossbody,    half   flying   nothing,    meant   to   collide   into   him   and   little   else.    a   reckless   leap   of   faith   without   a   secondary   thought   or   hesitation       –     shit   eating   grin   curled   onto   her   mouth. 

he    had    pushed    her    into    the    turnbuckle    with    his    palms    on    her    hips    first.    the    motion    of    his    hips    followed    right    after.    experimentally    first,    then    with    purpose.    moxley    knows    about    training    for    a    comeback⸺    knows    about    the    feeling    of    carrying    a    chip    on    the    shoulder    that    is    so    heavy,    one    might    lose    balance    and    stumble    off    the    path    of    determination    and    instead    end    up    with    doggedness.    fuck,    he’s    wandered    down    the    wrong    road    once    or    twice    or    a    hundred    times    before.    it    is    the    tenacity    of    waiting    and    waiting    and    waiting and waiting    for    body    to    comply    with    mind    again    and    shit    ;            fuck    him    if    he’d    let    cora    crash    and    burn    the    way    he    had.    fuck    him    if,    between    fight    and    bite,    he    didn’t    make    sure    to    remind    her    why    they    even    step    in    the    ring.    together.    

“    i’m    taking    you    so    fuckin’    seriously.    “    mumbles    between    kisses    and    breaks    the    touch    of    tongue    to    tongue    just    for    a    second⸺    just    long    enough    to    dig    fingertips    into    the    skin    of    her    thighs    and    lift    her    up    onto    the    top    turnbuckle.    she’s    taller    than    him    now,    his    lips    right    against    her    throat    to    suck    on    sensitive    flesh    and    rub    his    beard    against    the    quickly    irritated    skin.    “    c’m    on⸺    ‘m    sure    ya    know    a    wait    outta    here.    “    and    he    knows    a    way    further    in,    sinks    teeth    into    muscle    and    skin    and    groans    in    excitement    over    the    salty    taste    of    her    body.    

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modern sansa is a fashion designer with her own little boutique, she has an obnoxiously large dog . . . i want to say probably a borzoi, that just lays behind the counter and doesn’t ever move to the point where customers frequently have no idea it’s there until they hear the thumping of a tail on the floor, and a small dog too, a pekingese that sits in a cute little basket and quite literally growls at everything 🙂‍↕️

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