@contritioned

“SUNDAY” THEMED PROMPTS (+18/CW)

ₓ ˚ .   ୭   ˚ ○ ◦ ˚      as always, some triggering content may be present! change any pronouns to better suit your muse(s) needs!     ˚ ◦ ○ ˚   ୧   . ˚ ₓ

ACTIONS          (   add +reverse to switch the sender and receiver   )

( undress )     for the sender to undress something off of the receiver.

( gentle )     for the sender to kiss the receiver’s hand.

( photograph )     for the send to take a photo of the receiver.

( mark )     for the sender to give the receiver hickies/love marks. 

( tug )     for the sender to tug on the receiver’s hair.

( caress )     for the sender to caress the receiver’s cheek.

( kiss )     for the sender to kiss the receiver on the lips.

( trace )     for the sender to trace their finger of the receiver’s body.

( rake )     for the sender to rake through the receiver’s hair with their fingers.

( spank )     for the sender to spank the receiver.

( bind )     for the sender to tie-up/bound the receiver in any way.

( embrace )     for the sender to amorously embrace the receiver.

( send )     for the sender to send the receiver a dirty text/photo.

( edge )     for the sender to prolong the receiver’s orgasm.

( record )     for the sender to consensually record the receiver.

( star )     for the sender to be consensually recorded by the receiver.

( tickle )     for the sender to tickle the receiver.

( massage )     for the sender to massage a part of the receiver’s body.

( speak )     for the sender to whisper something dirty/erotic in the receiver’s ear.

( trail )     for the sender to leave a trail of kisses on the receiver.

( cover )     for the sender to blindfold the receiver.

( dance )     for the sender to dance sensually for the receiver.

( lap )     for the sender to sit on the receiver’s lap.

( tongue )     for the sender to lick a part of the receiver’s body.

( watch )     for the sender to watch the receiver be intimate solo.

( perform )     for the sender to be intimate solo while the receiver watches.

SCENARIOS         (   “intimate” can mean as much or as little as you want!   )

bath:     for our muses to share a bath together.

car:     for our muses to get intimate inside a car.

rent:     for our muses to rent a motel/hotel room together.

show:     for the sender to knowingly dance while the receiver watching.

eyes:     for the sender to watch the receiver dance.

club:     for our muses to get intimate at a club.

lingerie:     for the sender to try on lingerie for the receiver.

react:     for the sender to react to the receiver trying on lingerie for them.

quiet:     for our muses to get intimate while avoiding getting caught.

aftercare:     for our muses to participate in aftercare together.

tease:     for our muses to intimately tease each other in public.

invite:     for the sender to invite the receiver to a quickie.

mornings:     for the sender to intimately wake the receiver up.

shower:     for our muses to share a shower together.

work:     for our muses to get intimate at someone’s place of work.

haste:     for our muses to get intimate with little time available.

closet:     for our muses to get intimate in a closet

stall:     for our muses to get intimate in a public/private bathroom stall.

DIALOGUE        (   change any pronouns!   )

kiss me, here.

shhh…

am i hurting you?

I’ll make it up to you.

I was thinking about you all day.

let’s go home early…

i need you.

does that feel good?

i could stay like this forever.

i don’t wanna be alone tonight.

last night was a mistake.

i think that was the best i ever had.

i can’t believe we just did that.

you’re really good at that.

that was… amazing.

you’re being so good for me.

i can’t wait any longer.

i want you to stay, with me.

you’re such a tease.

your skin is so soft.

you have to be quiet.

i’m so hot for you right now.

tell me you want me.

let me take care of you.

you are so fucking sexy.

tell me how you want it.

touch me.

can i touch you here?

stay with me tonight.

i want you inside of me.

another round?

i think i’m in love with you.

only if you behave…

you wanna mess around?

god, you’re perfect.

touch yourself for me.

tonight is all about you.

time to return the favour.

are you comfortable?

i think i’m in love with you.

different ways to kiss. accepting. ୨୧ accepting

[ teasing ] a light brushing of lips against a partner's skin without fully kissing. ( @contritioned )

୨୧╼ Violet’s breath hitched as she sensed Frank’s lips sweep across her flesh. Though physical contact had yet to occur, she felt as if she was an atom in a particle accelerator. That her brain was going at the speed of light, headed towards a collision. “Frank…” Words spoke barely above a murmur. Eye lids fluttered close – as her fingers entangled in the bed linens. 

          Physical intimacy was not something Violet was accustomed to. For years she told herself that she had no time for such trivial things. Her teens and twenties completely dedicated to raising her siblings and Beatrice. The promise that she made to her parents and Kit was something she took very seriously. Even so deep down she knew those were merely justifications for her fear of closeness. 

         Tragedy seemed to befall those who got too involved with Violet. Which always left her with feelings of loss, guilt, and self-loathing. The trauma did not just plague her – but alienated her. She found it difficult to connect with those who lived a life without suffering. Even with Frank’s roughness, she found solace with him. For he was the first person since Quigley understood what it was like to be trapped in an abyss of sorrow.  The need to sacrifice yourself to rid the world of monsters.

        As Violet became more accustomed to Frank’s proximity, her body relaxed. In every way his body dwarfed her own – threatening to swallow her up. She bit her bottom lip as she felt a mix of nervousness and excitement well in her stomach. “Please, I cannot take it anymore.” The way in which he toyed with her was driving her to the brink. “Touch me. Or I swear I shall go as mad as Victor Frankenstein himself.” Was it so wrong to lose oneself in a moment of desire?  In a world so frightening and cruel, brief moments of reprieve were all that could be hoped for.

good morning my loves! today i have an early morning visit to the chiropractor to help lessen the pain in my ankle and back. In both areas I have permanent soft tissue damage from getting hit by a car in a cross walk from like 15 years ago. These parts of me generally are always uncomfortable, but sometimes it causes me a tremendous amount of pain. idk why it fluctuates like that. but your girl has been hurting lately - and i hope the chiropractor helps.

but i am hoping to go to the gym early so i'll be able to curl up by my computer while i still have energy. and be able to write starters & responses. thank you for your patience!

but also i hope you have an amazing day. you are an absolute star, whose shine makes the sky brighter and more beautiful.

i want to give violet an alt!verse where she is a fire starter, and not a fire fighter. and the horrors of her youth twist her into something she never imagined. bc - i'm chaotic like that.

the awkwardness of being helped by someone very nice but also extremely incompetent. Idk what to do. 😭

penelope is quaking | click for better quality

/ riverdale 1x13 • 2017

୨୧╼ A life on the run for crimes she did not commit – was nothing new for Violet. But the disastrous events that occurred in Metropolis had left Violet truly on her own. Before she could often rely on the strengths of her siblings and the love of Beatrice. Now she felt adrift in the wind. For now, she found a home in the less than savory part of Gotham.       Another night spent at some dodgy bar. Where Violet would hope to drown her plentiful sorrows in a whiskey neat. At first, she paid no mind to the person who sat next to her. It was only when she heard the familiar voice of her one-time lawyer, that she turned her head. Many things had changed in both their lives, how strange it would both lead them to the same point.      Worry filled Violet that she may be recognized. That it may be the end of her life as a free woman. Nervously she turned her face to him. Though he had been an ally once, that did not mean he still was. “It has been sometime Mr. Dent.” Her chestnut eyes darted from him to the door.

@halfdent ୨୧ starter call. 

The Witch: Part 1 - The Subversion (2018)

୨୧╼  Thanks to faux documentation crafted by Violet’s brother Klaus; she was able to exist amongst monsters. Even if being in their presence alone made her stomach churn. Yet she did not have the luxury to avoid them, she would do what she needed to survive. At least long enough to help the resistance accomplish something. 

       The poor manner in which he spoke German actually made Violet giggle. Languages not taught from a young age were difficult to learn. She did not judge him; the effort was appreciated. “It is quite alright.” Though her accent was still present, she spoke English clearly. “I am not good at what you do. I have read your file, very impressive.” When he inquired if she was Violet, she offered a curt nod. 

       Violet took a key that hung around her neck and used it to unlock a door clearly marked ‘Employees Only.’  Once inside she locked the door behind them, before she led them down the stairs. Slender fingers flicked the light switch. The room illuminated to reveal a workshop filled with various tools, inventions, and weapons. “The Nazis have made astonishing progress in technology. It is my job to take salvaged equipment apart, figure out how it works – and repurpose it for our cause. Do you have a preferred weapon type?”  

Blazkowicz's standard issue boots' heavy steps, taken in similar cadence to an army march, were unmistakable. His eyes, cold blue, narrowed as they scanned the establishment. Contact's supposed to be here. He caught sight of a few Nazis five pints deep and scowled. Felt like he was gonna throw up in his goddamn mouth. Of course he hated the bastards. But if he killed them now, he was a dead man, too. And if he were a dead man, they might never learn about what in the goddamn hell them krauts were doing in that big honkin' castle of theirs.

When he was addressed, he wiped the scowl (and the glare that had been directed at no one) clean off his face, and turned around. He wasn't in disguise -- uniform wasn't done being custom-tailored for him -- and thank God for it. If he had to spend any more time than he needed to in that thing, he might just do something he'd regret.

That must've been her. Sure looked like the description. Tall, slim, braids, pretty face, dark hair.

"Yes... let's," BJ responded in German. He could practically hear Agent One chastising him now: 'your German? Frankly, it's atrocious.'

"Sorry. My German isn't very good. Better at the whole, y'know... other parts of my job," he whispered once they were clear of any prying ears. "You Violet?"