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hello. sorry for the absence. i'm going to try my hardest to get some of my drafts done posted depending on how my work day goes. if not, i'll be around later just for that.

#ooc. #i've hit a slump and i absolutely hate it

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MADELYN CLINE as SARAH CAMERON in OUTER BANKS SEASON 3

#muse: leah dunn. #muse: anna 'coop' cooper. #fc: madelyn cline.

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While You Were Sleeping (1995) dir. Jon Turteltaub

#wishlist.

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THE NANNY 3.09 - "The Two Mr. Sheffields"

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A Simple Favor (2018) dir. Paul Feig

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#god forbid women have hobbies

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Rachel Weisz for Violet Grey Magazine, 2015

#fc: rachael weisz. #muse: renee wellington. #wanted opps.

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JESSICA CHASTAIN True Botanicals

#fc: jessica chastain. #muse: irene porter. #wanted opps.

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Meg Bellamy for Interview Magazine | October 2023

#fc: meg bellamy. #wanted fc.

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MARGOT ROBBIE Does Margot Robbie Know Her Lines from Her Most Famous Movies? | Variety

#fc: margot robbie. #muse: laura preston.

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winter brought about a nice self-pity routine to indie's life. since she needed to spend the entirety of the year seeing how her siblings were better prepared for life than her. at the end of the year, it was her time to feel badly about it. And there she was, putting it into practice. pink clay mask on her face, a glass of wine in her hand, and reruns of her favorite tv show on the screen. nothing could throw her off tonight. famous last words. the knock on her door came unexpectedly, and she frowned. against her very best judgment, indigo went to the door and simply opened it, ignoring all the true crime documentaries she liked to watch so much. nothing could have ever prepared for the sight of samuel on the other side of the door, making her stop in her tracks, mouth agape and excited teacup shit-zhu sniffing between their legs. "holy shit," that was her greeting, her trance broken at the first bark—that sounded more like a yelp—coming loki. she blinked her brain back into function and managed to break a smile. "hi, i—it's fine, i didn't—i didn't know you were in town," why would he be there? his life had taken him to much more interesting places. "y-yeah, still in the same place, same as last time," indie laughed nervously before stepping to the side and, without using her brain properly, ushering samuel inside. "come in, you're gonna freeze if you stay out here."

open to: anybody !!

based on:  this plot

samuel was thankful that he had this time off and instead of spending it on the other side of the country he was able to spend it back at home with his family. it was a much-needed break from the lifestyle that he was living and more importantly, he was able to see some old friends. one in particular he was a bit nervous about seeing, and since he hadn't seen them around town he decided to head over to their place, even if it was pretty late at night. thankfully he had a couple of drinks in him to give him some liquid courage as he knocked on the door, hoping that they were home. "hey!" he said with a smile as he saw the door open. "sorry for just kinda showing up... shit i didn't know how late it was." he said with a nervous chuckle. "honestly i didn't know if you still lived here or not."

#— muse. indigo reed. #— thread. indigo + samuel. #heroexxs #hello #hope this is okay <3

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nora didn't expect this when she said she was feeling a certain kind of way that night. her open house policy with anthony had existed for as long as she could remember, but she hated that she needed to come by because another man had done his number on her. anthony was her best friend, never her scapegoat. she chuckled at his words, standing in front of him as he poured the wine for them. "you should feel so blessed i introduced ex on the beach for you, and too hot to handle," she shrugged nonchalantly. mindless reality was something she truly adored, especially when needing to turn her mind off. like tonight. "all i want tonight is not talk about how my romantic taste is horrible and i should never be allowed to date, ever again—a case of self-preservation.

open: f/nb ( 25+ if romantic, age gaps welcome ) muse: anthony afzal, novelist

Anthony gave them a warm smile, meeting the eyes of his best friend who he was entirely head over heels for…not that they knew that. “You can do whatever you set your mind to…even if that’s staying up all night long to watch some ridiculous reality TV show that makes me question humanity. I will still support you.” He teased, chuckling softly as he poured them both a glass of wine.

#— muse. nora wu. #— thread. nora + anthony. #disillusicnd #this has been in my drafts forever #i hope it's okay i replied and lmk if you need anything changed

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it wasn't hard knowing where the resentment had come from. it originated towards herself. poppy couldn't believe she had gone there to confront chey. what did she expect would happen? what did she rationally think would be the endgame here? poppy couldn't just take away her own guilt because she wanted to lay it all on chey. in the end, it took two people to start and end a relationship. it took two people to fuck it all up. it took two people to get to the place where they were. she needed to recognize her own unfairness, because she, too, was lonely and missed her. she missed her so much. so, she stood there and took—she took every fucking thing chey had to offer because she deserved it. she deserved so much more than that. her eyes never left hers. blue on blue.

however, before she could even stop herself, poppy was taken by a wave or urgency, fueled by her own desperation. fueled by chey's words sounding final. she pushed herself from the wall she was leaning on and walked purposeful steps until she reached the blonde, taking her gently by the back of her neck and pulling her flush against her. savoring her lips like there was nothing more than she wanted to do in this lifetime. and maybe there wasn't. she urged the other's lips open and slipped her tongue inside, tasting her like she had done so many times, wanting her so close. there was nothing gentle about the way she kissed her. it was desperate, urgent, and hungry. parting only when she felt the need to breathe did she separate. putting her fingers over her lips. "fuck—i'm so sorry," she apologized, despite not being sorry at all. "i fucking missed you, so much, too much," poppy confessed before looking at chey, her heart squeezing inside her chest. "it's painful how bad i need you. shameful, really," she avoided her eyes completely, "i just don't want us to hurt each other."

This was humiliating. To be scolded in front of her own door and reminded that she was not a wanted part of Poppy’s life was not how she envisioned ringing in the new year. All the frustration and emotions came bubbling forward, replacing whatever sadness that loomed over her hours before with a more intense emotion. She was angry, resentful, regretful. She was everything all at once and then some. Though Chey knew she was right, she hated being talked down to or told what she should or should not do. She felt like a dog with its tail between its legs. She hated being wrong. 

“Stop talking to me like I’m a fucking child,” she spat out suddenly, fighting back the urge to cry. “I wasn’t drunk. I wasn’t lonely. I just fucking missed you, okay? I didn’t tell you to come over, I didn’t tell you to give a shit. Don’t put this all on me.” Damn her neighbors, hopefully the fireworks outside drowned out the sound of her voice. Her heart felt heavy in her chest, breaking even more somehow. Love was something Chey always struggled to get right. It was something she longed for desperately. But happy endings were just stories in children's books. There was nothing there for them anymore. Poppy made that clear. “I said it was a mistake. I apologized. What more do you want for me? Did you come all this way just to berate me for missing you on my favorite holiday?” The tears were noticeable now, collecting in her eyes and making them painfully blue. She was stubborn enough to not let them fall, at least. She turned and looked away, chewing on her inner cheek. Her anger got the best of her, but she couldn’t back down. She pulled her phone out and showed Poppy that she was deleting her number. “You want me to let you go? Fine. You’re free without the weight of me holding you down anymore. Happy fucking New Year. ”

#— muse. poppy reed. #— thread. poppy + chey. #waveofstars #oop #sorry for taking long <3

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it's not that coop expected zeke to leave her at some point, but it felt nice that he said that. almost like a reassurance, especially when they were about to go into the familiar streets of their hometown. nodding in agreement with his plans, coop rested more relaxed against the seat, humming happily when she felt harley's head against her shoulder—the dog always seemed to pick up whenever she was in a particular funk, even if it was not her intention. she wished she could be at the same wavelength as zeke, mostly because he had seemed plenty excited to come back and see his family. she just hoped that over time, gracetown would be able to grow on her again, and she didn't have any reason not to think it would—especially if people avoided asking questions or saying unprompted things about her father.

she watched as the town went by them from the passenger seat of zeke's jeep much like she had done so plenty of times before. she loved being a teenager in that town with him. she loved the amount of grief she brought to her father when she decided she wanted to work on his garage and when she told him she wouldn't be moving away for college or anything like that. coop could pinpoint the spot where she realized zeke was more than just her dumb best friend to her, and where she was when she got a call from the hospital with the news that bobby cooper hadn't resisted the illness and had been taken from her. their ride was both nostalgic and overwhelming, and she really couldn't help the feeling. once they stopped and got their coffee orders, she snorted at zeke's promise.

"yeah, right," she grinned rolling her eyes playfully. "if you're climbing up the walls later, you can always take harley for a run," his large coffee was huge compared to her regular-sized one. coop had absolutely no intention on keeping herself up until later than necessary, she could already foresee how tiring and emotional that afternoon would be. slightly pursing her lips to the side at his question. "i don't know, she would probably be very confused if she saw us kissing," she laughed, "probably find it a little gross, but mostly because we didn't know you were actually a good kisser when we were teenagers," coop nudged his side before entering the flower shop. mostly, she thought her teenage version wouldn't believe they were together because her best friend turned boyfriend constantly talked to her about lily. but that was a subject she wouldn't bring up unless necessary.

"what do you think i should bring? what about some daffodils and primroses?" she was bad at that. flowers and stuff, but from the display of winter-y flowers, she wanted to pick something bright and make a conscious effort for her father to maybe come back into town and take care of his grave because, at this point, she was paying someone to do it. "are you bringing some for your dad, too?"

"i think she's accepted that i'm a california guy now. no way she's gonna convince me to come back to snow, she knows that." and zeke really did love their life out west. morning surfs, afternoon skates, getting to visit coop at work whenever he was free. zeke had been uncertain about his path when they had moved out there as friends but had managed to find his way. he shared a studio with some friends where they all worked on their art, he had even sold some pieces this past year. and when he wasn't covered in paint he was either putting in hours at the local skateshop he worked at or at someone's house fixing up something in their house. he liked the variety of his life and since he and coop had fully moved in together it had only gotten better. it was their home.

"alright, alright but know if you change your mind i'll be here. we could sleep stacked on top of each other," he teased, laughing even more as he visualized it. "yeah me too except i can finally grow facial hair." it was hard not to think about all the time they had spent together in this car. the adventures, the little arguments, the laughter and occasional tears. it felt kind of full circle to be there now as a couple and he had to wonder how his younger self would react if he could see it. "i dont' think she'd mind at all." and zeke certainly didn't he was glad she had decided on it. "let's get some coffee and then we can hit the florist."

he handed her his phone to put on some music as he pulled out of the driveway, definitely feeling sixteen again as he did. everything felt nostalgic but with her in the passenger seat and harley in the back it somehow felt even better than it used to. he knew this was a tough trip but for him, all he could be reminded of was how much life they had shared together. "shit looks so different and so much the same," he commented as they started to get into town. he parked the car in front of the coffee shop since the florist was just a few stores down. with the day they had ahead, he made sure to get himself a large, laughing at himself as he looked at the size in his hand. "i promise i'll drink some water halfway through this." he joked before the three of them started on their walk down the block. "how do you think younger us would feel if they saw us walking down the street right now? i think i would've fainted if i saw us kiss. either that or smile so big my face breaks in half."

#— muse. anna 'coop' cooper. #— thread. coop + zeke. #h3rtzoom #oh look a new reply in 2024

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aimee lou wood via instagram

#fc: aimee lou wood. #wanted fc. #wanted opps.

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did some server cleaning and i need some more discord partners. consider this a call, please be mindful to read my rules. i am looking to play the female role in mxf or fxf ships. possibly doubling in the event of a mumu.

horror, fantasy & slice-of-life wanted for this one.

#1x1 discord #discord 1x1 #discord roleplay #discord rp #indie rp

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so i’ve had this celeb/secret relationship plot in mind for a while and it follows two celebrities who are very well known/beloved by their fans and the media. muse a is in his late forties, started acting a long time ago but the last three years he’s really made a name for himself with his new projects and then muse b is a global superstar, both in music and acting, who has been industry since she was a teen. she’s around 29-30 years old now and her love life has always been a thing that the press liked to talk about ( t.aylor s.wift type of vibes yknow?) anyway, these two met at a mutual friend’s party two years ago and instantly clicked and became really close. they’re each other’s confidant/good friend and since they started hanging out the press & fans always thought something was going on but they always denied it. well, feelings eventually blossom for the both of them but they were both scared to admit it ( he thought she wouldn’t be interested in him like that since he’s older and she thought he wouldn’t be into her because she’s younger) but eventually one of them confesses and they get together. and they try to hide their relationship from everyone because it’s new and they don’t want to add drama to it and just secret spicy rendez-vous and then they get caught somehow? and maybe both their publicists think it’s a bad idea to stay together and just them going through all that and the angst and fluff. i think it would be so much fun to write out their love confessions and everything else. 🥺 if you’re interested, give this a like and i’ll message you to talk details. 

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