i’m alive!!!! (kinda!!!) i just still have some urgent irl stuff to get together so imma be back working on drafts after i am done w those ✊
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i am, at my core, just….. such a complete sucker for the ‘bodyguard and person they’re protecting slowly falling in love’ trope. i love it, i love it so much
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Daughters grow up being so unloved in homes that when they become women they just take whatever love they can get whether it’s real or not
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give me best friends who harbor feelings for each other . they’ve acknowledged the feelings but they don’t do anything about it , because the friendship is too precious . and when one of them is finally ready to say “ fuck it, let’s take the risk ” , they see the other making out with another person . cue angst .
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09. 25. 19 — to sleep, perchance to dream … ❞
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i am in desperate need of deepening the connections from my existing threads or plot new things, so consider this a plotting call ? like this lil post and i'll show up at your ims ? ( doesn't matter if we already have threads or not , we can already toss some wanted plots at each other !!! )
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important little update ! i'll be using my pinned as my thread tracker from now on, i listed all my threads below there and if you can't see our thread there, it means it totally got lost between my activity page and i missed it. please don't take it as me dropping the thread and send me an im so i can add it there or we can start something new ! more importantly, if i listed a thread with you there but you'd rather i don't continue it, PRETTY PLEASE im me and let me know, so i can take it down from my list, no hard feelings from my side, i'll be happy as long as i know i'm not dragging along a thread the other side doesn't have the muse for !
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what if i used my pinned as a thread tracker, my poor ass with adhd is already feeling so overwhelmed by the thought of i'm forgetting some replies (╯°□°)╯︵ ┻━┻
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"well, now you know that i am, very much, and—" she stops herself from explaining half way, some other thought weighing heavier in her mind. "you'd rather that i didn't?"
" i didn't know you were so concerned about my feelings. " // @godsforlorn liked for a small starter
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"and here i thought you never wanted to see my face again, -- no, wait a sec, i did not just think it, if i remember things correctly, you said something along the lines of that, right to my face, didn't you? what exactly changed your mind?"
open — anyone!
muse — autumn havelock 25, tarot reader. okay to assume any sort of connection.
“ i didn’t want to come here, but i need your help. “
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kiss roulette
inspired by the infamous "i want the k" meme by deactivated tumblr user tastcful. send 🎲 to generate a kiss! potential suggestive/nsf.w themes may appear
A kiss on the cheek
A kiss on the nose
A kiss on the forehead
A kiss to the top of the head
A firm kiss
A gentle peck
A romantic kiss
A platonic kiss
A kiss to the eyelid
A kiss along the jawline
A kiss to the neck
A kiss along the collar bone
A kiss on the chest
A kiss to the stomach
A kiss along the hips
A kiss in the rain
An upside-down "Spider-Man" kiss
A kiss while laughing
A kiss underwater
A rough kiss
WILDCARD! Dealer's choice :)
A french kiss/kiss with tongue
A kiss influenced by alcohol/other substances
A sleepy kiss
A kiss that's an accident
A kiss while one or both parties are crying
A kiss in greeting
A kiss in parting
A kiss to the back of the hand
A kiss to the palm of the hand
A kiss to the inner thigh
A kiss while someone watches
A kiss to a scar, birthmark, injury, or other marking
A kiss after a bite
A kiss against a wall
A kiss to the shoulder
A kiss to the back of the neck
A kiss while one party is carried
A tentative kiss
An impulsive kiss
A kiss out of spite
A clumsy kiss
A bloody kiss
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"ah, so it's because i'm too punk rock for your taste, huh?" they chuckled at the thought, imagining themselves as a rebellious splash of color in hwan's otherwise pristine surroundings. "i'm shamelessly ruining your aesthetic, and i must admit, i'm quite enjoying it." yet amidst the humor, another image danced in their mind – one of their shared moments, where they both existed in a strange but harmonious unity. it was a vision they cherished, hoping it mirrored reality or perhaps even defined it.
"what was i thinking, drinking that much?" bo's question hung in the air, its answer painfully clear. they despised the realization that their desire to numb themselves had led them down this path once again. "nevermind, please don't answer that question, i rather not know." and that was how much she wanted to ignore everything else right now.
"i know, that's why you shouldn't let me, but i'm not making it any easier for you, am i?" their words held a hint of self-awareness mixed with resignation. "still not banished to the other end of the couch. lucky me." feeling his warmth against their palm, a genuine smile graced their lips, as if his touch had the power to effortlessly evoke happiness within them. in a tone of gentle request, she spoke her next words, hoping to prolong the sensation of his touch within the palm of her hand, wanting to maintain the closeness she felt in that moment. "you go ahead and finish your hot chocolate first, then i'll take my pills. take it slow. i'm in no rush, if you can't already tell."
'the couch, it's vintage' he assured, feigned seriousness, just to chuckle a way a few seconds later. not that he care for that precious piece of fabric, they definitely shared their fare share of memories together, but it faltered in comparison with them.
'yes, my hot chocolate and you're gonna take water. now sip' he demanded, not even thinking of putting the smell of cocoa close to her in that state. that would be calling for trouble. and he would highly appreciate ending the night on a no-vomit restriction.
he couldn't even get a word out before the girl was leaning onto him. no that it matter. the air, suffused with the rich, earthy aroma of crackling firewood, the flames dancing merrily in the hearth, casting a warm and inviting glow throughout the room. a stack of well-loved books sits nearby, their pages worn and weathered from years of use. he cannot phantom changing anything on that frisk night. not even them sitting so close to them. for him to let someone into his life so easily was a utter surprise. yet a welcome one. after so long spending cold nights alone, the warmth from them was gladly accepted.
'if you sleep right now you're gonna wake up with the worst hangover of your life, you know that right?' he didn't long for disrupting their quietness, yet he knew they would regret it in the morning. 'c'mon, take some pills' he spoke, somehow trailing a small circle in the palm of her hand, not really wanting to move but wanting to help. 'what a mess you are' he whispered softly, glimpsing at her face with gentleness. the soft curve of their lips, illuminated by the soft, golden hues dancing across their skin, appears almost otherworldly in its delicate beauty. he can't help but wonder how soft they might feel, yet he shakes his thoughts, knowing well it wasn't his place.
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they reveled in the game, this ceaseless banter, a tug-of-war devoid of logic save for the thrill of getting under each other's skin. "you speak as though all that matters to you is someone's 'funny and cool' factor. so far from the truth." they held their ground, inching closer so their words brushed against him as they spoke. "no, don't be coy. at least tell them you've listened to a couple of my songs. i deserve some pr for those kisses, don't i? it's the least you could do."
𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫 › m / f / nb .
𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 .
𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐨 › teodoro sanchez .
❝ imagine how close we could've been if you were this funny and cool months ago , man , took you long enough , ❞ teasing nature remains on full display as male finds himself inches away from their face with no plans to move , slight smile on his own features as there’s a need to push every single button possessed by his counterpart . simply for fun . head tilts while eyes continue to take them into his sight , a total wave of satisfaction immediately sweeping over entirety of male’s build , ❝ if anyone asks though , i’m TOTALLY DENYING the fact that i know you . ❞
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he wagged his finger, pinpointing her with an air of revelation. "ah, i see," he proclaimed, as though he had stumbled upon some forbidden truth. his eyes darted between their surroundings, seeking a semblance of privacy in the crowded bar. leaning in closer, he mirrored her posture against the counter. "you've got a way with words, don't you? but for what? to unravel the secrets of someone like me?" despite his tendency to keep conversations brief unless engaged in a heated debate where he could assert dominance, he was far from loquacious. "i know sweet talk is a bartender's stock in trade, but that winsome smile..." his gaze briefly descended to her lips, spending a little longer there than it should before locking his eyes with hers. "almost convincing enough to make you believe you're actually enjoying it. almost."
emilie leaned against the bar, a small smile playing on her lips as she listened to his familiar words. she couldn't help but feel a warmth spread through her at his presence, even amidst the chaos of the bar. with a gentle tilt of her head, she met his gaze, a glimmer of understanding in her eyes. "you know," she began, her voice soft yet tinged with a hint of amusement, "there's a certain comfort in the routine of it all. it's like your song on repeat, each note familiar and soothing in its own way." she paused, pouring his usual drink with practiced ease, her movements fluid and precise. "but maybe," she continued, her gaze lingering on him for a moment longer, "maybe it's not about simplifying things. maybe it's about finding solace in the constants, in the things that remain unchanged even as everything else shifts around us." she offered him a knowing smile, a silent acknowledgment of the unspoken bond that had formed between them. "and as for digging too deep," she added with a playful twinkle in her eye, "well, where's the fun in that? sometimes, it's the mystery that keeps things interesting, don't you think?" with a subtle nod, she slid his drink across the bar, her expression warm and inviting. "besides," she said, her voice laced with sincerity, "i wouldn't trade these moments for anything."
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as much as celia wished to deny it, the truth remained: she had left him behind, despite her intentions steering far from such an outcome. it was her family she sought to abandon, to never lay eyes on them again, much like she had never seen her mother's face after their parting. yet, forsaking them also meant forsaking kori. "i never intended to leave you. no, you were the sole thing i wanted to keep when i left that place." a wistful smile graced her lips as she summoned the courage to voice what she had long concealed. "what was i supposed to do? convince you to join me and forsake your life for mine? i wanted to say it, ask you to leave with me, i doubted whether you would come with me, though it wasn't rejection i feared." like scenes from a film reel, the "what if"s played in her mind as she spoke, yearning for a fairy-tale ending with him. "even if you had agreed and followed me, how could i bear the weight of it if you came to regret that decision? to abandon all you had for me. you were my everything, yet i believed you had more to your life than me, and i couldn't rob you of it. no matter how much i wanted you."
it was hard for kori not to comfort celia while she was so obviously upset. every fiber of his being yearned to envelop her in his embrace, to offer solace until her anguish dissipated. ❝ you left me, celia ! you didn't even leave a note; just vanished. you shattered me, ❞ he uttered, the wounds of abandonment resurfacing with the need to scream, flee, or simply erase it all. ❝ i loved you. you knew how much i struggled with people walking out of my life, even met my mother and you still chose to leave. how can i trust a word out of your mouth ? ❞
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