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"Cherry pie is good." Paige lets a smile come across her lips as she leans against the counter, closer to the man as if disclosing a secret "But my favorite is creme pie. Maybe you and I can make one sometime."
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open to m / f / nb ♡
" at least i had the decency to keep my nights out of sight . "
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plot: power girl got sent to the universe of the boys and drank a bit too much of the koolaid while she was there
"Don't you ever feel like we're not doing enough?" Paige asked her fellow hero. She'd recently been trapped on an alternate world...and what a world it was. That world's heroes were quite a bit more...brutal, and more beloved, and essentially ruled the world. At first, she'd been offput by things there, but she'd been there for a few months. She'd seen that some of their ideas weren't all that bad. The people there were...pretty gross, but their ideas could be implemented by better people and the world would be better off for it.
"I mean, aren't you tired of fighting the same people over and over again when they could just...not be an issue anymore so easily? Luthor wouldn't have been able to send me to another reality if we'd just removed him from the equation years ago," she hummed a bit, as she stepped closer to them. Another thing she'd learned there...was that sex made it a whole lot easier to manipulate somebody, "And we're some of the most powerful beings on the planet. Why should we bother being a Justice League when we can be so much more than that?" Her arms slipped around their neck, as she pressed her famous bust against their chest, "We could rule this world. I could be your Queen. It's time we stopped letting the regular folk pretend like we're on the same level as them. We're so much better than them...they should be worshipping us and thanking us for bothering to ever help them instead of slandering us in the newspapers constantly." She knew some of the others wouldn't want to join her on her new mission...not everybody would be able to be convinced that they could do so much more...she hoped she wouldn't have to fight her friends, but she'd do what needed to be done.
This person right here, though? She hoped they'd want to be her partner, her equal in this fight. They made quite the pair...
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open to women. your muse is going on her first date and comes to paige, who is more experienced when it comes to men, for help. ( step/sister, friend, brothers date, etc. ) made with beta editor but let me know if you’re using legacy and i’ll make a new post.
“ you look f*cking hot, babe. ” paige tells the other as her hands glide up and down the girls shoulders, positioning her to face the vanity mirror. playing dress up has always been paige’s favorite game, so when the girl has asked for her help with a makeover, all the blonde could see is a doll she could mold perfectly. satisfied smile on her lips, she glances at the mirror to take a look at her masterpiece. “ so, big night, hm? you nervous? “
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planet 7 !
( closed for — @paigetaylorking )
with a half-consumed bottle of whiskey that he'd swiped from behind the bar , striker remained seated as the dancer twirled around him . whether it was a promise or a taunt , his his liquor-numbed lips spoke : " ain't nothin' like a kiss out back in the barn . "
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Okay, so I’ve only just started Legends Arceus and I can confidently say that I already like this a whole lot more than I did Violet.
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for @troobelliever2ndgig’s tyler
from paige and lexi
verse: main
It was all supposed to be payback, but Paige was enjoying this too much. It was just their luck that Tyler’s girlfriend was more interested in fooling around with him than doing him. That was the cherry on top of the best revenge cake she planned on serving.
“You feel amazing,” she murmured, rocking back and forth slowly, so they could both enjoy the sensation of her riding him. Lexi, on the other hand, was trailing kisses along the side of his neck while stroking his chest and stomach.
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what if i somewhat impulsively added two oc’s to my roster..... maybe the secret roster bc i dunno how much interest there would be for them but like 👀
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@burygods / she was always told not to play with her food. but now, no longer a scared little girl too afraid of her father to dare disobey, she knew better. it wasn't about playing with it. it was about savouring it. and she got good at it. she stopped starving. she started hunting. paige was blessed with a pretty face and a pretty smile, and deep doe-like eyes. sometimes, she doesn't realise she's using them until it's too late to stop. other times, they're as affective as a gun.
" don't you think i would tell you if i knew ? " head tilts, cocking to the side with a gently risen brow, lips forming the slightest of pouts as she fixes her gaze on the other. " i'm A LOT of things honey, but i'm no liar. truth bender, maybe- but a liar ? please. "
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starter for @harwinbreakbcnes
from paige
verse: asoiaf / hotd
The applause from the nobles and commonfolk watching the heir of Harrenhal was heard all the way in the stables. Unlike the other noble women in the crowd, all of whom were hoping to catch their lord’s eye and be the next lady of the great keep, Paige was in one of the horse stalls, sitting on the backs of her legs on a pile of hay. While the horses neighed and nickered and nibbled on apples, she waited patiently.
Because unlike the other women who sneered at her for her considerably low placement among the nobility – a truth she had found no shame in – she was waiting for their lord to come to her. She was simply following orders: to wait for him and to welcome him properly, her mouth slightly open and her body barely clothed for his benefit. Hearing the combination of boots and metal clinking, she took a deep breath, head tilted up and towards the direction of the noise.
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Open to m || Feel free to assume connections
"please," a breathless whine nearly muffled by the pillow. "Please breed me." Paige nearly blushed at her neediness, at how even just the thought made her arousal pool between her thighs.
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open to m / f / nb ♡ / inspo in source .
the thrill of performing had never gotten old to paige , an indescribable rush she gets from hearing thousands sing her words back to her , kind praises given by those that adore her . however , tonight the blonde is feeling even more energetic than usual knowing they are in the crowd watching . it wasn't always easy for their schedules to line up … the two always on the move , usually in opposite directions and the struggles that came with being a couple with eyes always on them certainly didn’t help but it was all worth it when they were together . another show comes to an end and with a final wave goodnight she's off the stage and headed where they were supposed to meet . she's almost giddy with excitement as eyes land on them , quick to rush past security , sounds of cheering fans drowned out with one intention only .. get to them . a smile breaks out across her face , arms linking around their neck as she beams up at them . " hi . " she greets quickly , all she can manage to get out before her lips are pressing against their own .
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@acourtcfmuses liked this post for a starter from // paige halliwell
"I swear it wasn't me this time." Paige held up her hands as if to prove her innocence. She might have still been new to this whole being a witch thing, but she felt like she was learning pretty quickly. Or at least she hoped. But that didn't change the fact that the living room looked like a bomb had gone off in it.
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╭ tag dump ⸻ paige ingram.
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tag dump 001 : ooc
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