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⋆˚｡⋆୨୧ Cindy Kimberly

#visuals;heather

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#wanted;ships #tw;nsfw #i apologise friskiness for older men and demons seems to be the thing today lolol

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#wanted;ship #tw;nsfw #ohoho

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"Mmm.. how are we going to explain that then? Or are you going to sneak me in?" She teases softly with a smile, happily laying her arms over his shoulders again as she lets her hair tumble behind her back with a shake of her head. His house was busy and she still lived with her father, so finding alone time was not always the easiest.

"We could go for lunch or..." she lets the tone of her word dangle for a moment as she glances behind her to make sure the other mechanic had wandered off to do something as far away from them as possible. The coast was clear, plus up in the office was going to be even more secluded... "-or we could go to the office and make out for a bit?" She offers with a small smirk as her head tilts. They did have to grab every opportunity, after all!

He looked so good in his overalls, Chloe couldn't really resist him!

Ben couldn't help but be protective over her, even though they were together that didn't change anything. He had always wanted to look out for her. To make sure she got home safe after being at work, even if it wasn't overly late he always wanted to know she had gotten home okay. If picking up at night meant that, then he would do it.

"Yeah? Maybe we could get some lunch then before you have to go? I'll get working on the car as soon as I get back." He smiled and looked in to her eyes, God he was so in love with her. "You're not getting the bus, alright? I will come and get you at 9. You can stay at mine tonight if you want? You know I'm a night owl, I live with teenagers after all, I'm used to being awake until midnight. No excuses, I'll sleep better knowing you're home safe."

#replies;chloe #scinglives

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At the first motion of his father for him to be quiet, Antonio became silent. His head turns away a little, eyes downcast and chin lowered, as the old man moved towards him. His movements are slow and laboured, but that did not make him any less intimidating. Antonio remembers the large, powerful man he had been when he was younger and would look up at him with such adoration... now to hear the disappointment in his scolding tone was like knives.

His eyes wince as Alessandro continues, stabbing at him where he is most vulnerable and though Antonio's fists ball by his sides, he does not even raise his head to defend himself. His father was enraged enough already, he did not want to make it worse with back talk.

"Tulio?" He finally snaps as his head lifts, his father could lament his disappointment in him and his failings, but to praise his cousin with the same breath was too much for his pride to take. "what does Tulio say he will do? Kill her? Is that what you all find so easy? Just like the way you had me kill Salvatore? Take the easy way out and kill... a street thug can kill and that is all Tulio is-!" He lifts a hand to wave over at the door.

"She is not my trophy, she is my plan-" he tries to explain, simmering a little because he was not going to have his father understand with pure anger alone. "She is the only one who knows who the mole is in the FBI... they will kill for that, papa don't you see? They want her dead so bad keeping her alive is the only thing we can do!" He frowns as he looks back at the man he so idolised as a child, begging him to see.

Alessandro watched the tender exchange between a mother and her son with a composed expression, not hinting at how his heart swelled with affection for the two. They were everything to him: his family, his world, which also meant they were his biggest weakness and a danger to his well-being. So, when Antonio spoke to him, his words tumbling out of his mouth like a jumbled mess, the capo dei capi couldn't help but feel disappointed. Antonio was supposed to be the new face of their clan, the pillar of strength everyone looked to, but here in front of him, in private, he was cracking. The ‘Ndrangheta would usurp his son the same day Alessandro retired or died, whichever came first.

The elderly man reclined in his chair, losing interest in Antonio's rambling as he began to question his son's ability to inherit and uphold the organization. Then, without warning, he raised his hand to silence him and said, "If only there was someone who could persuade her to defect, because it's not you, is it? Why else would you bring her here and show the entire family that you are weak and incapable of doing things on your own?" His eyes narrowed to an angry glare, as he stood up from the wicker armchair. Alessandro limped towards his son, his movements slow and stiff due to age and injury, as he pinched his fingers and shook them at Antonio. “That woman has more strength and conviction than you! She gave up her life to become a spy! She married into our family! She fucked our family! Everything she did was to bring us down, and you couldn't kill her even after you killed Salvatore?! Your own flesh and blood!”

Spittle flew from him as he shouted. "Now, you're bringing her here as what? A trophy? No, no, no. That's not how they see it. They see it as a sign of weakness on your part as a member of the 'Ndrangheta and as a man. They say you can't be relied on to follow through on anything and to cast you aside so you can keep playing Casanova around the world! Some are here to make a play for your inheritance, while most are rallying behind Tullio to take your place. What am I supposed to do? What do you expect me to do when they accuse my son of weak character and your cousin already comes up with a plan to deal with your woman?”

#replies;antonio #svndri

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"i am jealous of everyone who is with you when i am not." alena to their demon husband, of course

"Who is with me when you're not?" Beomsoo replies, only half listening as he continues to rummage through the cupboards. "Boris? Maybe Big Choi? Hardly anyone to be jealous of... babe where is the cake?!" He'd only had the nymph living with him for a few weeks and already things around his apartment had started to change. Now there were floral smells about the place, his sofa has a cute little blanket on it and there were more pillows in his bed! Not to mention the bathroom.. it was clean! Also, a lot of green things had started to appear in his fridge where before there had been pizza boxes... and he can never find his sweet treats!

"Maybe I'm the one that should be jealous? Huh? How about that?" He pushes the cupboard door closed. It wasn't quite a slam, but it was loud. He's having a sugar drop. "Your arms are always out-!" He gestures at Alena, wearing one of their lovely cute dresses, but the nymph does show a lot of skin and usually Beomsoo wouldn't mind, but as he is being accused of things, he's not in the best mood!

"All I do is work! What are you doing with your time?!" He may not have lived with Alena long, but he did know that probably wasn't a smart idea.

#replies;beomsoo #unavernales #i decided to go old school haha

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“I could keep you safe, they’re all afraid of me.” moonjo @ any muse of your choosing

"Tst.... ouch-" Honey winces as he pulls back from the cloth, dabbing gently at his bust lip. An angry, purple bruise already blooming in several shades around a forming lump on his brow and a cut across his eyebrow having already had the nurse treatment from the dentist now tending to his lip.

"I don't need that.." he grumbles, amber gaze lowered as he remains unable to look up at the man. After all, he'd already run away from him once. Still, life has a great way of making Honey tuck tail and run back to where he'd come from. Some time with Moonjo had left him evidently soft and totally unable to fend for himself on the streets. Hence the fight, hence all of his money being stolen, and hence the bust lip.

"I just need some money, that's all" his eyes lift a little, managing to just frame Moonjo's lips, before they're lowering again. It's easier if he keeps it to just that, a cash grab. Get money from him and head out again. Not even lust and a need for a roof over his head made staying with this man possible...

#replies;honey #hedxnism #idk... they were fine before but i figured it wouldn't stay that way #just a lot of guessing lol

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#wanted;ships #tw;nsfw #I got butts I got laps js

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𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 (a collection of prompts about possessiveness and jealousy. Some have romantic undertones, but not all of them. Feel free to adjust phrasing and gendered terms as necessary) 

“Too bad, [NAME]. You’re stuck with me”

“It kills me to imagine you with anyone else.”

“You’re mine.”

“I’m not the jealous type, but what’s mine is mine.”

“Touch them and I’ll break your neck.”

“No one would hurt you again, or I’d kill them.”

“I could keep you safe, they’re all afraid of me.”

“This isn’t love, it’s obsession.”

“I will be good to you, [NAME]. I will protect you. You are mine.”

“You belong to me. Don’t forget this.”

“You don’t own me.”

“You’re mine and I’m yours.”

“All I want is to keep you.”

“I just want to be yours.”

“I’m yours, and yours alone.”

“Nothing will take you from me. Not even death.”

“Better to destroy everything than surrender you.”

“I never craved attention until I tasted yours.”

“I’m jealous of all the people that can see you every day.”

“Me, jealous? Yes.”

“Don’t touch this! It’s mine.”

“I don’t like sharing.”

“I never said you could borrow my stuff.”

“Get your filthy hands away from this.”

“I’m not one to share what is mine.”

“Is this my shirt? I never said you could take it.”

“I’m not jealous of them!”

“They have everything I want.”

“I am jealous of everybody who is with you when I’m not.”

“You will do as I say.”

“No matter how much you hurt your feet trying to escape, no matter how far you’re trying to run, I will never let you go anywhere again.”

“In the end, all you want is to possess me.”

“The center of your attention is a very bad place to be.”

“I gave you an order.”

“I don’t own you, you just belong to me.”

“I admit that I am very possessive.”

“I can be controlling, yes.”

“I don’t belong to anyone.”

“I need my own space.”

#meme; #something for the weekend if ya fancy

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WHEN I FOLLOW YOU, I WANT TO INTERACT. I don’t follow for follow, I follow you because I’m interested in your character and want to write with you. sometimes, even when you follow me, I’m too shy to approach, or I’m just not really sure HOW. please; if I’m following you, shoot me a message. go ahead and RANDOMLY JUMP IN MY INBOX. Something – just know that if I follow you, I WANT to interact with you!!

#ooc;

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Chloe's lips part with a small gasp as she is read to defend herself against his tease at being her chauffeur, but he is quick to stifle that with a kiss, as she relents with a small hum and chases his lips with a few little pecks of her own. He was such a bully when he wanted to be! They may be dating now, but that didn't make him any less of a big brother type at times!

"Thank you-" she gives in, before her hand smooths over his stubbled jaw, down his neck to straighten the neckline of his overalls a little. A pointless effort, really, seeing as he would be rolling around under a car in no time at all anyway! "No, not straight away, I have a little time.." she nods and looks up to meet his eyes again with a smile. He really was too good sometimes. "I can get the bus-" She whispers, eyes having drifted down to his lips as she sways a little closer. "I don't finish until 9... I know how early you start..." she makes excuses, murmured faintly, almost dreamily, whilst all the while paying very little attention to what she was actually saying, as those lips were so tempting.

Ben rolled his eyes slightly when she commented that he was mucky, but he knew full well that she didn't mind. She had been here after the garage had closed so they could have alone time. Though if he went to hers he did always promise not to touch anything or made sure he changed before leaving for the day. He smiled as he felt her hand on his neck, those small little pieces of affection, he adored them. Those moments they never had before, he loved being with her in a romantic way, even if she was hesitant for anyone to know.

He pulled away from her lips, looking at her with pure love in his eyes as she spoke. Ben found it adorable that she was pouting over her car, of course he teased her endlessly that she was always bringing her car for him to fix. But he didn't mind in the slightest, it was how they had started to take things further between them. Her staying after hours whilst he fixed the car that he had company.

"Oh now I'm your chauffeur?" He teased and lean in to kiss her again before she could say anything, he was only messing with her. "Of course I can, you need to head there straight away? Just call me when you finish tonight and I'll come and get you, alright? You know I'm a night owl so I don't care how late it is."

#replies;chloe #scinglives

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"-ugh" tilting his head back a little, Alistair rests a broad hand on his chest, over his heart, as if wounded by her words before he chuckles softly and glances back with a lower of his chin. "You complement me again-" he coos, head tilting as if looking at her dreamily before he continues. "-you believe I can read" quickly he breaks his tease with a grin as he shakes his head and lifts the heavy bottomed tumbler to his lips to take a sip, not before he's murmured "you flirt", of course.

Having taken a sip of the bar's best whisky, which was a blend and not quite up to his usual standards, Alistair reaches out to set the glass down on the table between them, as legs spread and he settles back comfortably. "So, is there anything else I should be aware of for this job? Other than your demanding need to be satisfied, of course..."

“ hate to break it to ya’ but, that will be the only time you’ll ever hear those words leave my mouth. “ she hated admitting when she was wrong and if she could help it, she would make sure that it would never happen again. god, she wanted to smack that smug expression off his face but, she refrained, and kept her hands to herself. “ sweetness? don’t make me gag. “ she brings her glass up to her lips, nearly finishing the rest of the contents in a single gulp. she needed it to get through this conversation. “ i only hired you because you had good reviews, but i’m starting to wonder if you wrote all of those little yelp reviews yourself. “ she sets her glass back on the table, leg crossing over the other as her dark hues trailed along his features. “ lets just hope when the tour comes, i don’t have any complaints. “ 

#replies;alistair #grcveyacd

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"Ah, you're curious, that's good-" the demon hums, lounging quite comfortably, arm propped behind his new, young companions shoulders against the seat as he observes his profile. "So you should be, there is much to learn from everything..." he coos, leaning a little closer as he watches him with emerald, almost swimming irises.

"What do they call you, hm? Little wolfie... I am Azezel, the Sin of Envy, the great tempting snake" he hums his own titles with an air of grandeur, but soon breaks his seriousness with a smirk to show that he didn't take himself that seriously. "You might have heard of me..." with a dismissive shrug he glances away to watch the heated argument ensure, their entertainment for the evening.

"With the right provocation, these two might kill each other... would you like to see that?" His tone sounds far more light hearted than the twisted subject matter, as he lifts his hand behind the young man's head to rest his own against it - quite close to invading his personal space a little. But Envy doesn't mind, he quite likes to slither into cracks, as it were....

the comment about the other being under his skin already had him rolling his eyes, pressing his lips together in a thin line and shaking his head. he's not entirely sure as to why people like that even try with a being like him, but there are some that are easily irritated, unlike dongmin. it takes a lot to irritate him and not even the way the other speaks or keeps on patronizing was getting under his skin or irritating him. his dark hues had narrowed in the slightest when the other being had offered the free space beside him for the werewolf to sit and he did hesitate but only for a moment before he moved to sit down beside the other. ❝ and what do you think i may learn from this? ❞

#replies;envy #divcrse

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Chuckling gently, though a little awkwardly as she casts a glance at the other mechanic's retreating back, Chloe can't help but enjoy swinging in the crook of Ben's arm. Her hands lifting to rest against his chest, feeling the heat of him through her palms and the solid chest beneath oil stained overalls. With a swoosh of her hair behind her, she leans comfortably against his chest and concedes to his logic that here, at least, was safe.

"You're all mucky" she scolds softly, because he had car smudges on him, and she was wearing a cream tank top, but it doesn't stop the way her fingers smooth up the side of his neck affectionately as she looks back at him. He was so handsome. They'd been friends before and she'd always thought it, but it had only been recently that she'd really seen him.

With her hand gently moving up to cup his prickly jaw, she accepts this kiss with a return of her own, auburn eyelashes fanning across freckled cheeks as her eyes close and their lips linger for a brief, lovely moment. Before he pulls away, and the teasing behind.

"Ah.." she tuts with a chuckle and shake of her head, eyes lowering as she has to concede that he was right. "I know... I know... you're too good to me, I'm sorry-" she pouts softly, hitting him with the doe eyes as her chin remains dipped and her eyes lift to him. Wide, greeny blue depths full of her most persuasive charm... with clothes on, anyway. He was so good to help her out and he never requested a dime... he was too good a guy anyway, she'd always thought that. Usually because all of his ex-girlfriends, that she'd watched enviously, had walked all over him at one point or another, as the younger sister-like figure in his life.

"Could you take me to work?" She asks sweetly, arms lifting to rest on his shoulders, both hands running fingers up into the hair at the base of his neck as she looks back at him. She worked in a small family run restaurant in town, but if her car wasn't going to be ready, and she didn't want to ask her father for a ride, Ben or the bus really were her only options.

Ben was always there to help out Chloe, whether she called him for help or showed up at his work. He was always happy to see her, even if it was to fix that heap of crap she called a car. He tried not to stare at her too much as she walked in, although he trusted who he worked with, he was one of his best friends, he didn't want to make him uncomfortable with the two of them. But something came over him and he couldn't help but kiss her, force of habit.

"What? Come on, Jason won't say anything." Ben commented as he snaked an arm around her waist to pull her in close for another tender kiss. He smiled as his friend looked away and was suddenly very invested in the car he was fixing. It was exhausting having to hide their relationship, he wanted to be able to hold her hand in public. To kiss her in front of people, he wanted to be proud of what they had. But that would come with time, hopefully. He was falling for her and it was becoming more and more difficult to hide in the shadows.

"You do have to keep me busy, though you don't keep me in business." Ben quipped, of course he never charged her for the repairs he made on her car. He always made sure he was the one to fix it, staying late some nights to make sure it was done. "Come on, what is it? What noise is it making? You know soon it's going to get harder to repair this thing, they'll discontinue all the parts soon, I know you love it but -- when it's breaking down every other week maybe take that as a sign."

#replies;chloe #scinglives #/ a slight bit of background added but lmk if you want it changing!

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"Oh, it hisses... maybe it's more like a cat?" Envy replies with a slow arch of his dark brow. He does not enjoy lesser creatures talking back to him. Ones who have not seen Hell should probably keep their opinions to themselves, but such was the arrogance of the living.

"Under your skin? My dear, I am a Sin. Believe me when I tell you I am already under your skin, living in your grey matter and wriggling in your veins. That is part of the point..." he sighs softly, casting a almost 'poor thing' look at the wolf.

"You're young, aren't you. Not to worry, you can sit here with me if you like-" he hums and taps the spot beside him. "Watch these fools tear themselves apart as they bicker and squabble you might learn a thing or two-. The power of envy...."

the patronizing from the other had dongmin's brows raising in the slightest, the corners of his lips quirking upward in amusement. ❝ of course i know who and what you are. but you're obviously not that original. do you know how many times i've heard others calling me a puppy for what i am?❞ he questioned, a chuckle falling past his lips. ❝ you have to try harder than that to get under my skin, you know.. ❞

#replies;envy #divcrse

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Pulling into the parking lot at the garage, Chloe winces as she hears her car give one last almighty rattle before she's quick to turn the key in the ignition and shut it up. "Oh god-" she groans, leaning forward to rest her forehead against her hands on the wheel. This car was the bane of her existence, it was amazing the doors hadn't fallen off yet! Worst of all, she knows it is going to come with a bucket load of teasing from Ben.

"It'll be fine..." she whispers to herself, collecting up her keys with a jangle of excessive keyrings, before flinging open the door as it gives one of those tell-tale old banger creaks. Heeled boots step out onto the gravel with a crunch, as she stands from the 2007 Honda and slips her sunglasses up off her eyes and into auburn hair. Stepping into the shadow of the workshop she's given a reprieve from the baking sun, but dressed in just jeans and a tank top it feels a little chilly once she's out of the sun's baking rays.

With Ben coming into view from behind a car being worked on, she smiles softly and comes to a stop as he meets her, more than a little surprised as lips brush her own and she feels the stubble of his facial hair. "Hey-" she scolds softly, because he was playing with fire kissing her out in the open like this. "What's gotten into you?" Chloe's scolding melts with a small smile, before she glances behind her to her faded red Honda in the distance and sighs softly. "I know, I know... but I've got to keep you busy, right?" She teases back with a small nudge of her elbow against his.

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Ben raised an eyebrow as he watched the other coming in to the garage sheepishly, knowing full well her car was outside. He could hear it a mile off with the way it rattled here. "You know you don't have to keep finding excuses to see me any more." He said with a smirk as he walked over to her, unable to resist kissing her softly. Everything between them was still in secret, but this was his garage, he could risk a kiss. "What is it this time? I keep telling you, you need to get a better car."

#replies;chloe #scinglives

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the son of a filthy rich ceo falling in love with his dad’s assistant, just as she realizes she might have feelings too - plot twist: she’s already having an affair with his dad.

#wanted plots; #but like more of the dad stuff tbh…👀