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I am making a new blog so like, hit me up if you want it ✌️

[brvisedmorality]

Okay yall. I have been struggling mentally but I miss being active on this blog. So, I’m dropping most of my threads (the remainder I’m keeping are gonna be pushed out tonight). I’d love to start some new things, so like this for a starter and I’ll come to you about muse.

#open starter #starter call #indie lesbian rp #indie crime rp #indie bi rp #indie rp #indie supernatural rp #indie smut rp

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Anyone want discord threads? Hit the hearts.

#starter call #kinda

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@traviesarps @buchcna

[ASMR] I CALL YOU AN IDIOT SEVERAL TIMES WHILE TREATING YOUR STAB WOUNDS

#otp: j & graci. #lorelai & Cais

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traviesarps​:

fears that she hopes are lacking in truth are easily confirmed by the reaction she has to being called the name teresa discovered that morning. she’s no stranger to double lives that people lead. it’s a commonality in the business she’s learning to inherit, but coming from the woman she’s spent so much of her time and energy with, it hits her hard. brows knit together at the verbal response and somehow it makes her suspicions even more concrete. “dominique,” she repeats. voice remaining strong despite trembling nerves, “that’s your name, isn’t it? says it right here on your license.” object is all but thrown at her and she folds her arms tightly across her chest. “you have 5 minutes to explain before i call my security, so you might wanna make it quick.”

There wasn’t much she could say that would have righted this wrong, so instead Dom sat there in a stunned sort of silence. Mostly, she was struck by how low key hot that threat was, which meant she had to stop herself from grinning about it. “Five minutes ain’t near enough time, so maybe I should just go because your security has been waiting to man handle me since I got here.” She admitted easily, rolling her eyes before standing, grabbing the ID from the table. “It’s Dom, to be fair. You gonna give me more than five or what?” Asked simply, but without approaching her.

#dominique herrera. #traviesarps

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traviesarps​:

it comes as no surprise when he makes his silent agreement to stay. she’s been able to count on him since they’d began their relationship and he brings a sense of safety to the brunette who catches the wallet effortlessly. “i just want whatever lil ass money he had on him before i bury him.” mumbles through pursed lips, focus set on the cash and knowing the name of who made such a bold move against her. the name sets off an alarm in her body, though she can’t put a finger on why exactly. she would have been stuck in thought had it not been for his voice drowning out the ringing that’s taken up residence in her ears. “well look at detective fuckin’ j over here. you found me out. i popped these payasos just so i could get a little time with my favorite guero. can’t get shit past you, can i?” slip of plastic is tossed in his direction before she starts for the kitchen. “how many bags you think we’re gonna need?”

Sometimes she needed to talk her shit and he knew better than to interrupt that. That didn’t stop him from squinting at the ID once it was tossed his way, however. Instead, in fact, he stared at it a little too long before shaking his head, mumbling under his breath before he pocketed the piece of plastic. That was a different set of problems, they had to get through this one first. “Yeah, I knew it. Tell me more while you being so fuckin’ sweet.” He tossed back at her with a grin before standing, circling the men in a way that let him really observe the scene for what might have been the first time. “Tarp would work better, We not the fuckin glad man out here you know.” He scoffed a little bit before holding a hand out, knowing damned well she didn’t have what he mentioned. “Toss me a roll.”

#j lacoste. #traviesarps

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traviesarps​:

there were so many times on the way to her family’s vacation home that iyara could have called her mother. put an end to this silly charade she’s created and deal with the aftermath that’s inevitable. or she could spare her mother the heartbreak of knowing that she was no longer enough, which is what landed herself with a passenger that she wishes was anyone else. “well i like my family in tact, sans mistresses, y’know?” sarcasm comes as easily as the lie she told only days before and a smirk plays on her lips. “so if you don’t want your little secret with my dad to come to the surface, you’ll probably wanna follow ‘em. got it?”

“Most people do.” It seemed like a harsh comment but this conversation already felt like a threat Five seconds in. It had been a long time since she’d taken well to threats, and she wasn’t about to back pedal, even if it did mean bringing all this crashing down. “What am I following, exactly?” The question was worth asking, tilting her head before waving a hand as if to say the other woman had the floor. It wasn’t time for her to show her hand, at least not yet.

#jade nalomene. #traviesarps

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Tati Gabrielle as MARIENNE BELLAMY You | 3.05: Into the Woods

#toni roman: visage. #pls let me use them #justice for toni threads

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traviesarps​:

moment of levity she feels from the quip hardly distracts her from the task at hand. alcohol-soaked hands and gauze were in her grasp and she sizes up the area, “i’ll take you down there for outpatient recovery, let you do your thing. who knows, maybe hot messes are her type and you’ll get lucky.” she wasn’t sure about her neighbor, but she didn’t mind time spent with cais, even if it simply meant patching her up. “yeah, you say that now. here,” spare cloth is handed towards her from the box, “you know the drill.” she waits a moment before pressing the gauze to wound, wincing at a feeling she was all too familiar with despite it not having a physical affect on her

“You’re too good to me.” A laugh would have usually followed, but she simply knew better at this point. A small smile did show up though, because there was weight to those words. A sigh was evident, finally getting the chance to relax, the adrenaline finally draining its way from her body. It meant she felt more, but she was touched, emotionally, by the comfort that made it easier to realize what she felt, right now, for the other. The cloth is taken, pausing. “You’re a tough one, mister grinch.” A tease before she uses it to bite down, keeping herself from needing to make any additional noise or disrupt this little street with her bullshit. It was eventually pulled back out with a nod. “Hate to say it, but I think I might make it.” 

#traviesarps #cais nguyen.

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@traviesarps​

What an absolute shit show. She’d been thinking about it ever since they’d arrived at the beach house, but that wasn’t exactly something that was so fucking easy to ask. So, instead Jade had waited it out, until they were trapped in a car together, away from any prying eyes or ears. “Why would you even do that?” The question had been hanging there for what felt like forever. After all, being someone's mistress, it wasn’t something she was proud of, but it was a means to an end. A means, that in no universe, could she understand anyone covering for, let alone their kid. 

#jade nalomene. #traviesarps

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@traviesarps​

The name was familiar, mostly because it was one that she had heard all her life. The confusion even took a moment to settle in, to realize that they were all of a sudden calling her by her real fucking name, not just the one she’d created. Dominique moved slowly, allowing that confusion, the surprise, to work its way through her features, head tilted to the side for a moment before lips pursed. “What did you just call me?” It couldn’t have been, after all, she must have misheard them.  She already knew her mostly useless boyfriend wouldn’t be any help in saving her ass if this all came crumbling down, coupled with the fact that she’d fucked up, and actually started to like this one, but that wasn’t important right now. 

#dominique herrera. #traviesarps

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OPEN \ F + NB.

It was one of those never-ending days, the kind that seems like it was designed only to test both her patience and her self control. That didn’t stop the cool demeanor written all over her though, arms at her sides as she walked back into the office. She’d hoped for some sort of sanctuary in her office, but once she rounded the corner and looked in the open door, seeing them...well, it said the day sure as shit wasn’t done yet. A grin, and a chuckle written more for disbelief, was there as bag was slung in a chair. “You ever get tired of this little game?”  

#nicola wu. #indie lesbian rp #indie bi rp #open rp #open starter

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@chocolxtes​ | this

Sorority wasn’t a choice she’d made, and the majority of the pledge activities had convinced her that it didn’t really matter, because she wasn’t going to make it through. This though, this was a little bit easier, simple in the sense that a mixer full of women was entirely better than having to deal with the combined effort of their other organizations. She turned to the girl next to her, another pledge, a half smile on her features, probably because she’d had just enough to drink. “I don’t think I’m going to make it, but the president is motivating me, all things considered. Have you looked at her?” A light chuckle is made, mostly at her joke that was only partially a joke, for that matter.

#nicola wu. #chocolxtes

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@luriddaze​ / this (cinderella)

If she looked taken aback, it’s probably because she was. Not many people knew that her family had more money than god, as they say, and even less seemed to recognize her because of it. Ah, you know, family issues. But, it made her laugh a little bit, smile forming slow before accented vocals were pushed further. “Sorry, what? I mean yeah that’s me...” She admitted, a hand waving. “Shit, not many people know that, is it that obvious?” 

#logan dupont. #luriddaze

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OPEN TO \ F + NB.

Atticus was not always known for being the most dependable, but one sure fire way to ensure she’d make good on just about anything was through what family she did have left. That explained why she showed up to the wedding in the first place, her sisters friend providing an address and a 911 text about needing a date. True to her own fashion, slacks and matching suit jacket, button down left open from the first four buttons, the tattoo on her sternum making an impression every time she moved the right way. A hand moved back through unruly yet styled curls, looking for that familiar face, and seeing more than one. For some reason, she couldn’t remember why, she’d seen some of these people before. The realization she might be a little closer to the wedding party than she knew, well, that hadn’t sunk in yet. 

#atticus calendas. #indie lesbian rp #indie bi rp #indie rp #open rp #open starter #your muse could be the one getting married #or the lil sisters friend #or a random party guest #or her ex who is the one getting married whoops #who knows go awf shawty

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winterharbors​:

starter for @brvisedmorality​. ☁️ based on secretly dating. 

the band had always been his priority but things had gotten much much harder. because never did he think that he would ever date someone in his own band. but at the same time he couldn’t stay away from them either. “ no no, we can’t tell them. “ low voice as he spoke. “ it’s better that they don’t know. this… is just gonna make things more complicated. “

“Complicated.” The word was repeated like she didn’t know what it meant, or she was trying to understand how to actually say it right. Head tilted to the side for a moment, thinking about it for all of five seconds before continuing. “Complicated for who, the groupies? That bartender that tried to take you home last night? Who, huh?”

#naveli davis. #winterharbors

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newdevil​:

“nah, perfect’s never been my type. it’s unsettling. you’d probably be my type is daria wouldn’t murder me for even looking in your general direction.” 

“Me?” She laughed openly, as if he’d just told some kind of award winning sort of joke before shaking her head. “Don’t fuck with me, I was really trying to stick with my duty of giving you shit.”

#naveli davis. #newdevil