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"do you want, like.... a list of my official diagnoses or just a general list of what i think is wrong with me?" at the top of that list is her inability to take anything seriously for more than five consecutive minutes. she veers herself back on course, though, brows furrowed in confusion. "i know that i don't know shit about you, that's why i'm trying to spend more time with you.... how else would i learn?" she says it so plainly that it would sound almost condescending if her expression weren't so fucking earnest. "i wouldn't call the thoughts i have about you fantasies. well, maybe that one—" too much, maybe. "i'm just saying—- i don't have some preconceived notion of you. i'd like to know more about you, though. isn't that how you, like, build new relationships?"

while cricket had been hoping that her prickly exterior would be enough to keep the world at an arm's length, it seemed some folks were simply gluttons for punishment. each and every time someone insisted on attaching themselves to her despite her efforts to give them absolutely nothing positive to feed off, she was left utterly confounded, unable to understand what they saw in her or why they insisted on sticking around. "the fuck is wrong wit' you?" she snapped, nostrils flaring from the effort to not completely go off on her. it wasn't mimi's fault, really. despite her coldness, there was something about cricket that drew people in, a natural allure she seemed unable to turn off, and she wasn't the first to become ensnared in her web. "i'm sure ya' think that's what ya' want, but y' don't. ya' don't know shit about me, mimi, y' fell for a fantasy ya' made up in y'er own head. that's all..."

#( int/ miriam brady. ) #( pair/ miriam & cricket. ) #angeldcgs

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"are you trying to convince me or yourself? because it wasn't very successful either way." of course he'd known she was hovering outside his building.... her smell had lingered in his mind since he'd intervened in an altercation between her and an older, much larger gentleman. typically he tried not to involve himself with mortals, but there'd been something about how small she looked in the moment that had struck him. it had been a rare act of kindness he's almost beginning to regret. "you have thanked me. many times in fact." his tone remains clipped, but even that doesn't deter her and he can't help but stop dead in his tracks and turn to face her. "why are you so desperate to DO something for me when i've told you it's not necessary? you're troubling me more now than when i originally helped you."

"no! no, not at all... i just happened to be in the area, and i... it's just a coincidence." despite her attempts at playing it cool, she couldn't help but blush as he called her out, having to practically jog just to not get left in his dust. ezra was a tough nut to crack, that was for sure, but, unfortunately for him, her persistence was unwavering when she set her mind to something. he'd practically saved her life, and she had to find some way to repay him. "i just wanted to thank you," she insisted. "i've never had anybody come to my rescue like that, and i... i just really appreciate it, that's all." anybody else would've been deterred after the first rejection, but faye? she just didn't know when to quit. "do you like brownies? i could make brownies next time... or, maybe if you need some tidying up around the house, i'm really good at organizing! i'd be happy to help, whatever you need."

#LISTEN i don't like to assume but #i d i d feel like it would be a vibe 4 us #like !! he's the oldest of his coven but they all treat him like a baby bc he's physically the youngest #and now he has a human he can't get rid of he just can't catch a break !! #( int/ ezra blythe. ) #( pair/ ezra & faye. ) #angeldcgs

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very much annoyed w/ every single person i work with lately so, as a result, i need distractions from them :' )))

LIKE THIS and i'll throw a short starter based off of your wishlist or a random spotify starter 🥰

#like.... they're making me homicidal fr #i need to just smile and nod while i work on replies #( chatter. ) #( starter call. ) #indie rp #indie open rp #indie lesbian rp

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the sound of winnie's voice cuts through the comfortable silence so abruptly, she can't help the way jumps when her arm is drawn in against the other's chest. "oh, c'mon win, you know i'm too gullible for you 't mess with me like that...." but as her eyes search the other girl's, bonnie realizes that she's serious which is somehow more unnerving. "doin' things like what?" she doesn't get an answer, though, instead she's caught off guard with a quick, fleeting kiss. "win you can't just say shit like that and not, like.... give me a lil context or somethin'!" but she lets her arm drape around thin shoulders, even despite the unsettled air that settles around them. "what sorta things you been doin', huh?"

closed: @blcssom based: x (kind of... basically winnie got possessed and has been exhibiting behaviors and acting in ways.) who: winifred "winnie" perkins, she/her, 24, farm girl

laid out in the bed of their truck looking up at the thousands of twinkling stars lighting up the night sky, winnie was reminded of just how small she really was. it was comforting, a reassurance that, no matter what she did, her life would never make an impact on the vastness of the universe. just a microscopic, inconsequential little speck on a giant blue marble. something strange came over her in that moment, like a veil being lifted from her eyes, un-obstructing her vision as she rolled onto her side to face the other, grasping onto the arm closest to her and cradling it to her chest. "there's somethin' real dark inside 'a me..." she whispered, grip steadily tightening on their arm until her fingertips were digging into their flesh. "i been doin' things i ain't got no control over... it won't stop." her normally warm chocolate hues had gone dark and hollow, and she leaned in so close that they were nearly nose to nose. "i don' think i want it to." just when she couldn't get any closer, winnie dived in for a quick peck, nearly a nip on the lips, before pulling back to nuzzle into their side, back to her normal, affectionate self as if nothing out of the ordinary had occurred at all.

#she said am i concerned? yes #am i going to refuse affection? absolutely fuckin nOT #and truly... she's right for that #( testing. ) #( int/ bonnie cauldwell. ) #( pair/ bonnie & winifred. )

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she shifts her weight nervously, teeth gnawing at a hangnail that she's sure to have bleeding by the end of the morning. "i just.... i don't want to be a burden." she doesn't pull away when jude steps closer, though, battling the inner monologue that's constantly cycling through her mind in her mother's voice. "you deserve someone who, like.... has their shit together, y'know? who doesn't have a mental breakdown every time she misses a note in rehearsal." which, for the record, is about once a day.

nodding eagerly, jude couldn’t think of a better idea to make lydia more comfortable apart from being completely transparent. she already adored her, every bit, even the parts she claimed were ugly — jude didn’t know if there was anything that could turn her away. reaching out tentatively and placing her hands on the other’s shoulders, she offered up affection and an open heart. “i don’t want you to have to hide yourself from me anymore, lyd. i promise i wouldn’t suggest this if i didn’t mean it.”

#( int/ lydia xiao. ) #( pair/ lydia & jude. ) #persephonyed

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"with a friend, right, right..." her lips press together as her hips rock forward slowly, experimenting with the different angles his length hits inside of her. her cheeks flush instinctively as his hands grip her hips, but it encourages her to rock a little faster against him. a moan of her own slips past her lips as her head dips forward, fingers trailing up over his chest. "i know you do, but try not to get distracted now, okay? because that feels.... really fucking good."

“i-i haven’t! with a friend,” he said, which was true. friends were off limits, that’s what jackson always told him. he wasn’t allowed to have crushes on friends, because he would fuck it up by hitting on them. which… well, he wasn’t sure if he was fucking anything up but surely he would at some point. “i don’t think i’m into that, or maybe i’m just into anything. i am sex-sexual!” he grinned brightly, though he couldn’t help but let out a little moan as he felt her close around his length. he moved to hold her hips, unsure where else to put his hands, closing his eyes for the moment to enjoy the feeling of her movements. “i take direction well. i just… mmm, get distracted. a lot.” he was eager, especially because she was super hot and he, like, actually liked her as a person. it was different like this. but he held himself back, trying to meet her rhythm with his own.

#( int/ abigail hyland. ) #( pair/ abigail & georgie. ) #caeruleums

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subtle hints have never been particularly effective with mimi. then again... neither have direct rejections. the problem is she's either overconfident in her ability to charm others, or underestimates her ability to be grating when she's so persistent. still, she trails after cricket without a second thought, and isn't the least bit surprised when the other woman turns on her in frustration. "i'm not trying to get anything from you, i just want to be near you!" which is as honest as it is pathetic, but she's shockingly not too concerned about that. "i just want YOU, i don't know why you think i'm looking for anything else."

closed: @blcssom based: x who: cricket caulfield, she/her, 28, aspiring singer/songwriter/diner waitress

frustration was mounting the longer they spoke; nothing cricket said seemed to get through to them. they seemed hellbent on following her around like a lovesick puppy, trotting back to her side no matter how many times she kicked them away, and she was running low on patience— and the willpower to resist their advances. "i dunno what it is ya' think y'er gonna get outta me," she said finally. "what you want from me... but i can't give it to ya'. i won't."

#she said i'm just a simp !!! and proud of it !!!! #( testing. ) #( int/ miriam brady. ) #( pair/ miriam & cricket. ) #angeldcgs

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he doesn't refute the win, but he doesn't look particularly pleased by it either. "it's in my nature to oppose any opinion, even the ones i agree with. i'm a contrarian by design." it's how he's always justified his own self-doubt: it can't be self doubt if he doubts everything... right? "yeah, a few.... i run a multi-media marketing company." and suddenly he's not quite comfortable talking about himself as much as he has been. "what about you? any responsibilities to speak of, or is your biggest decision today picking out an over-priced coffee?"

“i don’t think that counts, but you can win this one,” indie smirked, feeling like her point had been made subtly enough. “on the contrary, in a world that changes everyday, a new perspective seems to be one of the most invaluable things we could have. but again, that’s another opinion of mine you may oppose.” she admired what he said though, wanting so hard to bite her praise. “do you have many people who rely on you?”

#( int/ oliver cattaneo. ) #( pair/ oliver & indigo. ) #persephonyed

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"jesus fucking christ— are you stalking me now?" his steps are already twice the length of hers, but ezra picks up the pace just enough to stay a few steps in front of her. "i'm very busy, actually, and confused why i have to keep telling you that i'm not interested in any of your baked goods. do you enjoy wasting your time?" though, to be fair, the cookies had been a huge hit with some of his less paranoid associates. "are you gonna make me go through the effort of filing a restraining order? because, i gotta tell you, that would really piss me off."

closed: @blcssom based: x who: faye sanderson, she/her, 25, ballerina

as soon as the other emerged from their front door, faye was quick to scamper over to their side, falling into step as they began their walk. so maybe she'd been camped out on a bench just a little ways down the street waiting for them to come out— for some reason showing up on their doorstep like she had the last few times felt intrusive. instead, she'd pretend she just happened to be walking by when they came out, a pure coincidence. "hi!" her voice was chipper as she caught up to them, struggling to match their quick gait. "sorry to bother you— are you busy? i was just wondering if you got the cookies i left for you last week? i knocked on the door, but no one answered, so i figured you weren't home... i left them outside. they didn't get stolen, did they?"

#in luv already #SO if we wanna go spn he's got a vampire au like ancient vampire coven status so him having a puppy following him around is... not ideal #but otherwise he's just a generally shady person so... also not ideal for having a lil shadow esp one so accident prone #( int/ ezra blythe. ) #( pair/ ezra & faye. ) #angeldcgs

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"i don't KNOW, em! what is this, high school??? i like her. that's all i've got." but there's something about emrey's point— that she's basically described their friendship— that has ruby pausing. "dating is just a hassle. it's not like it is with you and i where being together is just so..... effortless, y'know?"

" yes. exactly what i mean. " emrey nodded, lips pulling into a grin as she waited for the other's answer. " that's... that's it? you have fun and she compliments your outfits? i mean... we have fun and i always compliment your outfits too. if that's all you're looking for in someone then look no further. " she joked, laughs spilling from her lips before she was able to take a drink from her cup. " so you don't like-like her then? "

#( int/ ruby evans. ) #( pair/ ruby & emrey. ) #neveraftcr

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his eyes narrow as his attention is turned to the man down at the opposite end of the bar, but he's undeterred as he offers her a small smile and waves down the bartender. "a cosmo? typical: that's the kind of drink a man buys when he's too chicken to go ask a girl what she actually wants." he orders two cocktails, taking the opportunity to slip in beside her and sit on the barstool next to her. "i take it this isn't your usual scene: your body language is agonizingly stiff." chin resting in his palm, he props his elbow on the bar top. "so what brings you here tonight? not a date, i hope."

" guy on the corner kind of beat you to it. " the girl revealed the cup in hand that must have been just out of view. she lifted it up for a moment narrowing her eyes before setting it back down with a shrug. " guess he could have spiked it though so sure, give it a go. " the club scene wasn't exactly her normal friday night. if it wasn't for the fact that the coven needed succubus blood and they were supposed to frequent that club she would probably be at home trying to translate old book of incantations. getting out every once in awhile never hurt though -- it seemed like her intel was totally off though. hours passed and the ring she set to indicate her of succubi hadn't don't shit. if that mission was a failure, she might as well have some kind of fun. " something with whiskey ? "

#obsessed #obsessed !!! #( int/ ezra blythe. ) #( pair/ ezra & tinsleigh. ) #scbrvght

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"very." and yet he excels at it in almost every capacity, which is embarrassingly evident as her head falls back against his shoulder, languid moan rising from her chest as his fingers closed around her breast. "oh, you have no idea: i missed this before i even knew what it felt like." how many men had filtered through her apartment who were discount versions of jackson? how long had she wondered what it would be like if they'd never built that invisible wall between them— the one they've now taken a wrecking ball to. "fuck, right there."

"might be satisfied? god, you're hard to please." but so was he, he thought. and he loved a challenge. mostly because jackson often proved himself over and over again when prompted to. he continued to move against her, feeling like they were one as he arched himself harder into her. "yeah, it's nice," he breathed out, a hand moving up her body so he could grab one of her tits and squeeze it harder with each thrust. "i wanna be inside you all night long. make you miss how i fill you up like this," his tone had lowered significantly, so shockingly easy to do with charlotte.

#( int/ charlotte d'arcy. ) #( pair/ charlotte & jackson. ) #caeruleums

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"spell it out, you practically do everything in your power to make it seem like you DON'T love me!" at least, that's what he's always assumed her picking fights meant. but when she lays it all out the way she does, he falters. "——- i want to be around you too, but i don't want to feel like i'm walking on fucking eggshells all the time, odessa. it's turning my hair grey!" one grey, and he hadn't been able to forget about it. "i just want what you're saying to match up with how you act sometimes i mean.... i like that you keep me guessing, but i also like stability. and going to bed knowing you don't have a knife stashed under your pillow."

“i don’t think it takes a fucking mind reader to see that i’m in love with you, hugo!” the accusation was fueled by rage and frustration, thrown at him so sharply that odessa almost didn’t realize the immense confession that had been flung with it. “i didn’t recognize that i had to spell it out for you to comprehend that. i— i spend all my time with you, every fucking moment i can spare because i want to be around you, hugo. i remember stupid conversations i overhear at work because i know you’ll laugh when i get to recount them with you, and i spend my time away from you writing stupid, little love songs that are all secretly about you. it’s all you and always has been you, and i don’t know how the fuck to make that any more evident! so please, feel free to give notes, because the more i try the more i feel like i’m fucking losing you.”

#( int/ hugo danaher. ) #( pair/ hugo & odessa. ) #persephonyed

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as she slides off the edge of the counter, her fingers graze the outline of his cock through his underwear and daphne can't help the pleased giggle that rises as she sinks to her knees, fingers curled around the waistband of his pants and underwear to bring them down with her. she takes in the sight first, but it's only a second before she reaches out to close her fingers around his length. "well, i'll be sure to give you a thorough review, then." rising onto her knees a little, she leans forward to let her tongue swirl over the head of his cock slowly before taking it into her mouth with a moan vibrating against her lips.

“oh yeah?” he moved his hands on either side of her, giving her room but also jutting his hips out as she moved her hand. he let out a breath, unaware he was holding it in for so long. he felt like all of the adrenaline was pumping so hard through his body it was making him dizzy. “unfortunately i don’t know my own taste so i can’t give you any warnings. however, i haven’t heard any complaints yet.” surely she would feel how unbelievably hard he had gotten from eating her out, but he was not embarrassed by that.

#( int/ daphne barlowe. ) #( pair/ daphne & fergus. ) #caeruleums

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she takes the t-shirt, cleaning off both her hand and his stomach before tossing it over the side of her bed. bianca's cheeks flush at the straightforward request, almost paralyzed by the earnest gaze he fixes her with. she manages a bashful nod, laying back on the mattress and lifting her hips so she can wriggle out of the pair of running shorts and panties she'd been wearing when he showed up. it feels silly to be embarrassed when she's just made him cum, but as her legs spread slowly, she can't help the butterflies that have her avoiding his gaze.

with labored breaths, gunner found himself clinging to her. something felt more intimate that he had expected ⸺ her words making him shiver involuntarily and nod against her. breathing in one deep breath, he pulled back and grinned sheepishly at her before reaching for his shirt and offering it to her. "good," he finally said, which... wasn't as hot as he wanted. his mind was still reeling, feeling like she had some sort of magic in her fingers. "i wanna... i wanna feel how wet you are," he breathed out, looking up at her with big eyes.

#( int/ bianca bernthal. ) #( pair/ bianca & gunner. ) #caeruleums

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"yes, okay, so i'm not the only one picking up the eerie 'am i being punk'd' vibes!" it's actually a relief, though it does nothing to alleviate the actual feeling. she turns to face him when he speaks again, and there's a natural flush that rises to her cheeks when their eyes meet that makes her feel almost... self-conscious? "no, yeah⸺ like we've done this before. or something like this." quickly veering from cute to mildly concerning, but she still manages a small smile. "maybe we both just have one of those faces, y'know?"

"ah, so that’s why i feel like i'm being set up right now. y'know, truman show shit. except we're both jim carrey." maybe referring to the fact that this felt so strange would througb her off, but their meeting… well, he couldn't put his finger on it. maybe she would understand, maybe she wouldn't. but he needed to be around her, feeling like this story was familiar. "do you… god, this is gonna sound weird, but… do you believe in deja vu? or, like… i dunno." he looked at her sheepishly, thinking about how their meet-cute could be fun to tell friends if anything were to come from it, but why did he feel like anything needed to come from meeting this stranger?

#( int/ wyatt becker. ) #( pair/ wyatt & jasper. ) #caeruleums

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her fingers weave through soft, brown tresses, guiding davie's mouth even closer to her core. "fuck, right there." in the back of her mind she knew she should feel guilty, running to another for the attention her boyfriend isn't giving her. particularly for running to his best friend. but all eloise can focus on is the way davie's tongue feels pushing inside of her, eager to explore. hips rolling forward, she peers down at the other's head settled between her thighs, cheeks flushing just slightly. "you look so pretty down there."

eating pussy was, like, one of davie's best skills. she was happy to share with her, even if he was her best friend's girlfriend. clearly he wasn't stepping up to the plate, and davie was happy to take over. especially when she tasted this good. her hands moved up the back of her thighs, pushing her legs open a little more so her tongue could slide inside of her to get a better taste.

#el: it's purely transactional !!!! no feelings involved !!! #also el: wow look at my pretty lil gf down there 🥰🥰🥰🥰 #( int/ eloise girard. ) #( pair/ eloise & davie. ) #caeruleums