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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*** added muses / changes !!
changes.
claudia has been removed.
additions.
tatum paxley , wrestling .
atlan umber , arnas fedaravicius , original character - asoiaf based , hotd verse available ( when i finally get around to re-writing my house umber lore )
wolfang umber , leo suter , *** see above.
jocelyn umber , emma appleton , *** see above.
metteline umber , mirren mack , *** see above.
cemrin umber , ella purnell , *** see above.
graven umber , marco ilso , *** see above.
sansa stark , novel & headcanon based - timeline / era flexible for interactions . i personally did not watch past sansa's marriage to r*msey b*lton on the show , and have no interest in any television based storylines. generally speaking, i will always find a work around to settle sansa into nearly any fantasy / historical / medieval based verse as is desired; for the sake of brevity, i will try to list them out below as they are created & thought of ! faceclaim is hannah dodd for most things - any aged up interactions will have a different face, though i am not yet settled on who it'll be.
house of the dragon / dance verse — the daughter of lord bennard stark, raised alongside cregan at winterfell as her father served as his regent. when her father and brothers were imprisoned for bennard's inaction and refusal to relinquish the lordship of winterfell back to cregan, sansa was made to swear fealty to her cousin, ever promising her loyalty to cregan over her father, in exchange for being allowed to continue her life as a highborn lady within the walls of the only home she had known -- with cregan acting as her intermediate to eventually wed her off, allowing him a bargaining chip he had not previously been given.
𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋𝐒 —- can they ... ... Marry like other girls? Have Children? Be Happy As They Are? ... 𝐖𝐇𝐘 𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐁𝐎𝐑𝐍?
* 𝐑𝐎𝐙𝐍𝐑𝐎𝐓 is an independent original character blog for abra aimes, artificial angel, astral projector and lovecraftian horror. 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞 * setting your wings on fire so you may fly, pretending not to love your mother, & looking for god in your own bedroom. carrd.
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usfw prompts , less cringy edition ; accepting.
@sickfcks said : [ PUSH ] sender pushes receiver onto bed + reverse , for cora and seth .
his very presence grates at her being, the way he carries himself an affront to her – a sickening display, considering just how very much so he's her type. considering just how much so with every action she should want to find herself running for the hills for only draws her in deeper. red flags were many on both sides, and yet here they were again, seth pushing and prodding at her until the levee broke, and black nails curl around his wrist, digging stiletto points into the flesh as she steadies him with a gaze.
“enough.”
all fun and games until cora got her feelings a little too hurt, a little too much like punk to allow the game to go on for too long before she was tired of his antics and more interested in his actions. warn brown eyes flicker over his shoulder to the large bed, untouched and made pristine – a devilish curl of lips as she loosens her hold on his wrist to plant a rough, forceful shove to his shoulders to send him wheeling back to the mattress. once, twice, three times. until he's flush against the comforter, and cora can toe out of her converse just quick enough to slink on top of him and pin his wrists to either side of his head, pressing her ass down to his groin.
“i'm tired of hearing you talk. do something more productive with your mouth.”
no option given, she releases one of his wrists to curl her own hand underneath the scraps of fabric she calls a shirt, peeling it from her frame to toss to the floor, leaning down to press heaving chest closer to him as her hips set a gentle rolling pace against him through their clothes.