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disposablelover · 5 minutes
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how to tell your friends that they could like. fuck you anytime for stress relief, but no pressure (and not make it weird)
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threads where muses talk about things that confuse them
threads where muses talk about things that have hurt them in the past
threads where muses talk about their deepest fears
threads where muses talk about sexual and romantic orientation and relationships (past and present !!)
threads where muses have deep conversations and are vulnerable with each other !!
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a small psa that, if you’re writing with me, there’s never any pressure.  you can always take as much time responding to things as you need.  days, weeks, months, it’s fine with me!   you and your well-being come first.   i never want you to feel like i’m expecting you to write, because that’s never the case.  and i never want you to feel rushed for replies.  you, the mun, always come first, full stop.  <3
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July 1st 2023
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disposablelover · 2 days
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I FOUND THIS IN SOMEONE'S RULES, AND IT'S RELEVANT
I like to know my writing partner. This isn’t always necessary, and if you’re not the sort of person who tries to get chummy with their roleplaying buddies, that’s absolutely fine, but in my experience, the plots and characters that last the longest are the ones with the players that I can message at 3 in the morning with an idea without feeling like I’m bothering them. 
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Credits: ©Cheekeyfire
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disposablelover · 3 days
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"I'm an admirer." Yeva responded playfully. "I sing a little bit, but I'm not a musician." She shrugged, a sheepish smile crossed her lips as her cheeks flushed a petal pink.
"I'd love to hear you play sometime."
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After the handshake, he let go and his arm went back to his side. The smile was still on his face as she spoke. When first meeting new people, Sebastian would be curt, but this woman was getting on his good side.
"Nice to meet you too. I'm both a musician and an admirer. What about you?"
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disposablelover · 3 days
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BEFORE  SHIPPING  WITH  ME ,  YOU  NEED  TO  KNOW   //  
i  will  get  invested  almost  instantly. 
i  will  invade  your  inbox  //  im’s  //  discord  etc  for  plots  //  headcanon’s  //  and  general  yelling  about  our  ship. 
i  will  tag  you  in  gifsets  //  images  //  posts  that  remind  me  of  our  ship.  
i  will  send  you  almost  every  meme  you  reblog  //  pop  into  your  ask  IC  spontaneously.  
i  will  get  on  your  nerves  eventually  but  that’s  fine  we’re  fine  it’s  fine.  
i  won’t  force  anything  on  you  that  you’re  not  comfortable  with  and  will  always  discuss  any  uncomfortable  //  triggering  subjects  with  you.  because  as  my  rp  partner  and  friend  i  respect  you  and  your  boundaries.  
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disposablelover · 4 days
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&. 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.
( dialogue prompts taken from the second season of hulu's the bear, created by christopher storer. feel free to edit and change as you seem fit. )
❛ you ever think about purpose? ❜
❛ i love you, but i do not have time for this, alright? ❜
❛ i have time for this. ❜
❛ you know what the fuck you're doing. you love this shit. it's fun for you. i don't have that. ❜
❛ i'm afraid one day, i'm gonna wake up and you guys are all just gonna just drop this ass. ❜
❛ if this shit is not fun for you, what the fuck is fun for you? ❜
❛ i'm not making the same mistakes i made last time. ❜
❛ what kind of insurance coverage do we have for people falling through the fucking wall? ❜
❛ sometimes, i look like february. ❜
❛ you want a sprite? you look kinda green. ❜
❛ can i ask you something and you can tell me to fuck off if you want? ❜
❛ chef, that's way too much acid. ❜
❛ you, uh, making a sundae? ❜
❛ that actually sounds delicious. ❜
❛ because you're the bear and i remember you. ❜
❛ i love taking care of you. and i always will. you know that? ❜
❛ i'm glad i came 'cause i get to eat this. ❜
❛ i gotta come up with three really great desserts. you got any ideas? ❜
❛ you ever made ice cream before, chef? want to? ❜
❛ it kind of tastes like a, um... minty snickers bar. ❜
❛ so how long you been a cook? ❜
❛ how’d you get good at this? ❜
❛ you can spend all the time in the world in here, but if you don't spend enough time out there... you know? ❜
❛ speaking of dead brothers, do you wanna go to a party? ❜
❛ it looks so pretty on you. you should keep it. ❜
❛ what's going on with you? i know there's something. just tell me. ❜
❛ what are you talking about, i don't give a fuck? why would you say that to me? i give like a huge fuck. ❜
❛ you're not by yourself, alright? i'm right here with you. ❜
❛ did you just throw a fork at me? ❜
❛ i think time spent doing this is time well spent. ❜
❛ never too late to start over. ❜
❛ i just want you to know... that this is really nice. ❜
❛ i'm thinking you're very, very beautiful. ❜
❛ we just don't say hello anymore? ❜
❛ you're wearing a suit? ❜
❛ uh, yeah, i wear suits now. ❜
❛ i'm sorry if i took anything out on you and if I treated you like shit. ❜
❛ i actually do think that we could fit good together. ❜
❛ i could be good at things that you don't really wanna do. and you're obviously really great at a whole bunch of stuff that I don't know how to do, you know? ❜
❛ i'm wearing a suit 'cause it makes me feel better about myself. ❜
❛ i know that you're trying. i see that you're trying. ❜
❛ you just came from a funeral? ❜
❛ yeah, a funeral of all my enemies. ❜
❛ you want me to make you some coffee? ❜
❛ i just need your focus like you need mine. ❜
❛ you good? ❜
❛ what's your relationship with your mom like? ❜
❛ alright, chef, i need you to salt that like a sidewalk. ❜
❛ looks gorgeous, chef. ❜
❛ i haven't eaten yet. ❜
❛ oh, let me make you something. ❜
❛ yeah, i can make you an omelet. ❜
❛ that wasn't like an ask out or anything, was it? ❜
❛  i'm looking really good. i 'm thinking you should start calling me chef. ❜
❛ well, i'mma keep calling you jagoff, 'cause that's what you like. ❜
❛ you deserve my full focus. ❜
❛ i guess i'm scared that i don't have what it takes to not fuck this up. ❜
❛ you're not gonna fuck it up. ❜
❛ i fuck things up all the time, like, every day. ❜
❛ you could do this without me. ❜
❛ i couldn't do it without you. i wouldn't even wanna to do it without you. ❜
❛ you make me better at this. ❜
❛ you still love to cook, right? ❜
❛ how's the wine? ❜
❛ yo. we're low on forks, chef. ❜
❛ okay, let's start firing some caviar, please. ❜
❛ i was just gonna say how special and cool and great this place is and how i'm the most proud of you ever. ❜
❛ i really appreciate you being so patient with me. ❜
❛ do i have time to go outside and scream "fuck"? ❜
❛ just don't tell them you saw me, 'cause this is embarrassing. ❜
❛ i love them so much. i don't know how to show it. ❜
❛ i don't know how to say i'm sorry. ❜
❛ i need you to say it's okay. ❜
❛ you are being so fucking weird, man. ❜
❛ i'm stuck in a goddamn refrigerator on the opening night of my fucking restaurant. ❜
❛ i failed you guys and it's not gonna happen again. ❜
❛ maybe i'm just not built for this. ❜
❛ because no amount of good is worth how terrible this feels. ❜
❛ i'm really sorry you feel that way. ❜
❛ would you shut the fuck up and get me the fuck outta here, please? ❜
❛ i don't understand why you can't just let something good happen for once in your fucking life? ❜
❛ you wanna talk to me about my fucking kid? at least i got a kid. ❜
❛ where were you when i fucking put your brother in the ground, you selfish piece of shit? ❜
❛ i fucking love you! ❜
❛ you fucking need me. ❜
❛ i just had this sudden urge to tell you that i've always had this, like, massive crush on you. ❜
❛ i love you, chef. ❜
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disposablelover · 5 days
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OPEN STARTER (Johnny Keen A.K.A. Baz)
Johnny was volunteering at a local music festival in the first aid tent. He was certified in First Aid and CPR, and had been to enough festivals when he was younger to know what the usual suspects would be.
Working in the rave tent he had a few festival goers drop off some individuals. One seemed to be having a bad trip, while the other seemed to have hurt themselves jumping off a speaker. Thankfully there was nothing broken. He turned to the person who seemed to need his undivided attention to help them through the bad trip. Clearly they had taken something, and he wasn't against that. But all he wanted was to guide them into a better experience.
"Hey.... you alright?" He asked as he knelt on the ground next to them, trying to make himself seem less intimidating, holding out a bottle of water to them. "Here, you should drink this, I'm Baz. What's your name?"
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disposablelover · 5 days
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my fear of abandonment? well that comes from my experience of being abandoned
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First base is violence second base is convoluted codependence third base is applying pressure to the vulnerable parts of their body to keep their entrails from spilling out
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Getting caught up playing a new song, working through the melody she didn't hear her phone go off right away. It wasn't until she stopped to write down what she had been practicing so she didn't forget. She set the guitar down, grabbing her phone and checking the notifications.
Text: Oh, a workaholic are we?
It wouldn't surprise her if he actually was. She knew little about him but he seemed quite serious, but somehow that just made her want to get to know him better and maybe bring him out of his shell a little bit. See how much fun he could really be.
She had a bad habit of getting too interested, or too attached to people. Desperate for their companionship, their approval. Perhaps it was due to having very little attention paid to her as a child, as the shrink with one first year psychology class under their belt would say trying to diagnose her and sound far more important than they were.
It wasn't hard to see she had issues. But he seemed like he had a secret too. And she hoped that maybe this time would be different. That this one wouldn't pull away.
Text: Did you maybe want to do something? Text: Doesn't have to be tonight if you're too exhausted after work.
God, he could probably smell the desperation, the voice in the back of her head spoke to her. She tried to push the words the voice said from her mind by putting on her headphones and going outside to the smoking area, blasting metal into her ears loud enough that she wouldn't be able to have one coherent thought for a little bit at least.
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As he waited for her to respond, he took a moment and admired the car once more. Shan then approached him, and they talked a little bit about the race. Just talking about the race was really pumping him up. He seriously couldn't wait.
The conversation shifted to their getaway business since it was only Shan and the driver in the garage. That's when he heard his phone again. He didn't take a look right away, the driver waited to respond until the other was gone. He didn't want to seem rude to Shan.
Text: Nothing much, just working a little late tonight.
Normally the driver usually keeps to himself, but the race has really got him pumped up, and he had to get it out. Sure, he could text Irene, but he was too shy to do that. And Max had the potential to be a friend, as he didn't have many.
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