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His right hand grabbing Noah’s shirt, his forearm pressed against his chest, he had Noah pinned against the wall. Their faces close to each other, their bodies even closer. Trevor’s eyes wandered over the other’s face, taking in every detail, noticing every reaction. He was gorgeous, and he knew it. But Noah was more than just a tease, he was a challenge – and the bastard knew that too.

Trevor’s lips parted as he exhaled, only his breath touching Noah’s lips. Blue eyes met grey eyes. The corner of Trevor’s mouth curled up at the other’s rhetorical question, and the next moment, he was pushed back. He exhaled sharply, the sound he made almost like a chuckle. Noah was strong. And Trevor knew he couldn’t overpower the other by shear physical strength.

He took a step back, held up both his hands as if in defeat.

“You know thinking isn’t my strongest suit…”

For a moment, he just stood there, hands up, his eyes holding Noah’s gaze, his chest heaving, not from exhaustion, but from excitement. And the next moment, his hand gripped Noah’s neck, his body urged the other back against the wall and his lips came crushing down on Noah’s, kissing him hard and fervently.

@byronlc asked: ❛ pin . Trevor pushes Noah against a wall . 😏

Grey eyes met the other's without any trouble when he was pushed against the wall, smirk playing around his lips. "What?" A challenging glint visible within his gaze, one that was only too familiar. Trevor sure had the looks going for him and everyone knew he was damn aware of it. However, Noah certainly didn't just let anyone manhandle him. That Trevor could was an exception. What didn't mean he was going to make it easy for the other. "You fucking think some shoving around will get you what you want?" With that Noah pushed the other back, about to step away from the wall. "Fucking think again."

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She was damn stubborn, which could be extremely annoying, but also kind of hot, sometimes.

Trevor chuckled softly when she pushed the box back to him. Instead of taking it, he placed his hand on hers, held it there. His head tilted, he looked up at her, his tongue moving along his bottom lip.

“No, baby, I already opened it. And I was told that everyone gets something different. And I’m just curious what you’ll get.” His face moved closer to Liliana's and his expression changed. “But you don’t trust me. Is that it, baby?”

One thing Liliana could be was stubborn and being given something like this she was always going to rebel and banter back about it. Her hand rested on his shoulder as she rose up a brow shaking her head. ❝ So what you're really saying is that you have no idea what's inside of it and can't open it up yourself. ❞ She smirked as she placed it against his chest. ❝ Why don't you open it babe? ❞

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ARMSSSSS

i need him to pick me up and snap me in half.

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That smile should really make him suspicious, but all he does is watch as his banana goes into the trashcan – and he watches it with wide eyes and his mouth remains open when his gaze wanders back to her. “6’2’’,” he answers, and waits for an explanation. “Do you need me to get something for you from a high shelf?” That would be too easy. Zach can’t deny now that her expression makes him a bit uneasy. But he has agreed to help her, so he won’t back down. Why does it feel like he will regret that?

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When she addressed him, Zach turned his head towards her. Rubbing the side of his head, he looked at Molly. A little frown showed between his brows, indicating confusion rather than suspicion. He knew he should probably be suspicious when Molly McKie asked him for a favor. But it only took him about a second to agree to whatever she wanted. “Okay, what is it and can I finish my banana first?”

There's an odd sort of smile that crosses her features the moment he agrees, and Molly is quick to take hold of his sleeve to lead him away. "I'll buy you a new banana." She declared, tossing the remainder of the fruit into a nearby trashcan. "You're what, 5'10? 6 feet?" She leaned her head back to look at him, then, "Taller? Shorter? Am I in the ballpark?"

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“Just a fact. You’ll see. You still have to learn a lot, young padawan.”

His puppy eyes always work. He really shouldn’t use them that much. Because of the great power and the great responsibility. – Okay, enough with the movie quotes.

“Oh, just whatever you have.” He shrugs. “But since you’re asking… Can you make these tiny sandwiches? You know these miniature sandwiches with the toothpick holding them together? I’ll take a plateful. Thanks.”

"the whole state? you don't think that's a little far fetch there?" she asked with a smile on her face. she shakes her head at him. "i bet i master them all, quicker than you believe." she gives her own pause at it, letting it drag for a moment as she stares at the puppy eyes he's giving her. she's a sucker for them so ultimately, "fine, what do you want?"

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Approaching the clerk's counter, he grins, then stops, looking at his hands in confusion. “And right is supposed to be there or...?” He gestures with his hands, spins around once. Then he actually walks to the children's books section. After looking through the shelves for some time, he comes back to the counter.

“Do you have books about books?”

“To... book?” Lany repeats, brows knitted with slight confusion. “Is that suppose to mean you're looking for one? Take a right and the childrens' books are at the end of the isle. They're great for beginners.”

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[txt to juju 🐭] so I asked avery what a good reply to that would be and she said I should write: as if 🙄

[txt to juju 🐭] now she said I shouldn’t have written that she said that.

[txt to juju 🐭] apparently i shouldn’t have written that either

[txt to juju 🐭] good 👍

[txt to juju 🐭] and did you take my scarf?

[sms ↦ zachipoo] : you know we're going to have to talk about how obsessed you are with me 😝 [sms ↦ zachipoo] : but yes, got home safe.

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“I do remember that. It was pretty impressive.” There was not even a hint of irony in his voice.

And his smile was brighter than ever when she agreed. Jumping to his feet, he ran around the table to pull her chair back, waiting for her to sit down.

“I made an omelet. I had to persuade old MacDonald to give me some eggs.” That was really his name. “You know, they are kind of rare because the chickens have stopped laying them as regularly as they used to ever since the great chicken scare... But no one is blaming you for that,” he was quick to add.

"Can't blame it for everything, buttercup. Just admit you didn't pay attention when I drank a bottle by myself the other day." If she wasn't mistaken it had been the last one they currently had around the community. She definitely should join the next supply run, or well, head out on her own to stock up on some bottles. "Sounds french and cheesy as fuck. But I suppose it has to do it." She sighed.

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Sophie Thatcher as Natalie Scatorccio YELLOWJACKETS: 101. Pilot

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“Of course, it was exaggerated. It was ridiculous, when you think about it.” Her laughter died and she became quiet for a moment. She looked at the cigarette she was holding between her fingers, rolling it slowly between thumb and middle finger. “As if someone were better at something because he was famous.” She scoffed. And her thoughts were again drifting off to the past. Being at some rundown bar, watching a band play in front of an audience of four. And they were so much better than any of the shit they played on mtv. And now no one listened to either bands in shabby bars or on mtv. She shook her head.

The smile returned to her face as she turned it towards Nick. She narrowed her eyes, scrutinizing his features. “Wouldn't take you for an Angelina Jolie fanboy. But you must have had a crush on someone you only knew from tv when you were little. Like… What about smurfette? Or Arielle? Any Disney character?”

She moved her face closer when interrogating him, to better exam his reactions. But then she suddenly stopped and her eyes widened.

“Dude! I know what we have to do!” She punched Nick's shoulder. “We need to go to disneyland! I never been there. We have to go!” The sudden excitement made her voice crack.

"You have to admit it was exaggerated." It was his opinion, she didn't have to agree with him. Possibly it was affected by the fact he had spent most of his time in a delirious state while days and months passed by without him really noticing as they had blurred into one. He can't remember watching any movies or such during those times. Even if he had it most likely got lost in the intoxication. Really his priorities lied on other things.

The smirk widened on his face. "Knew it!" Then Nick chuckled at the assumption, lowering his head for a moment before lifting it to look at her once more. "You just wanna hear it's someone cliché as Angelina Jolie."

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The room Natalie entered was quite impressive. Everything looked expensive. With the large shelves and even larger massive desk, the elegant decorations, the high windows and even the curtains looked expensive, and heavy. She'd never been in such a room. And she knew she would never be the one on the other side of the desk. Not in this life nor in the one before. The blonde woman standing at the window perfectly fit into this room. She was pretty, no, she was beautiful. She looked like one of the popular girls back in high school. Only much richer. How could anyone be rich now? She looked like she had spent her whole life in rooms like this.

Nat rubbed her arm and glanced back at the guy who had roughly held her when he had guided her here, and who now left the room, closing the door behind him.

They left her alone with the rich girl. And she looked at Nat, and she seemed to really be interested – or maybe she was just curious. Whatever it was, Nat took her chance and stepped closer to the desk, which was separating her from the blonde woman, as if not enough was separating them. Nat wasn't like the selected spokeswoman of the group, but she had tried again and again to get someone to listen.

“We got a vermin problem in our cells and I’m not talking about the assholes who're constantly bugging us, watching us, not giving us any privacy when we shower, dress, or even take a shit…” No, she didn't apologize for her use of words. Instead, she gazed at the woman with a defiant look on her face.

☠ — @byronlc | gets a zombie apocalypse starter from victoria for nat

Depending on the perspective, it might not appear as if she was keeping a protective hand over the women section of the community. It was a fact that testosteron was having the upper hand, but this was precisely the reason why Vic did everything to defend her position, her rank. Not necessarily something she had to do towards Big Jim, who had taken her in as a daughter figure, but more so towards the men who thought they could do what the hell they wanted and it had been on her to put them back in their place.

So, naturally, when one of the girls or women asked for a talk with her, she was willing to listen. See what matter it possibly could be that it needed to be discussed with her directly. "You asked to talk to me?" Vic asked when she entered the room.

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At Ellie’s answer, a little grin appeared on Nat’s face, which the other girl probably couldn’t see in the dim light, like her nodding. On tiptoes they walked between the beds, listening for any sounds, but there wasn’t anything but breathing, snoring and occasionally silent sobbing from the other girls in the dorm room.

They reached the window. After opening it, Natalie quickly looked out. As usual, there wasn’t anyone on this side of the building. She braced her hands on the window sill, pulled her body up to sit on it, then turned, so her legs hung out the window, her stomach on the sill. She stopped breathing, concentrating when slowly lowering her body, trying to find that ledge at the wall with her right foot. And she exhaled when she found it. It wasn’t exactly easy to climb down, but Natalie was able to do so quickly. Her feet hit the ground with a thud and she turned around, making sure, no one was here. Then she looked up at the window, waving at her friend. Her arms held up, she would help Ellie to climb down. She would catch her, should she fall.

Ellie had just closed her eyes in an attempt to try and relax, but her eyes opened at the sound of metal creaking, she tilted her head over, subsequently rolling onto her side to get a better look at Natalie.

She didn't think about Nat's offer very long and got up quickly while simultaneously trying to make as little noise as possible. She was not about to let her friend go outside on her own, plus she figured some fresh air couldn't hurt. These rooms could feel awfully suffocating, especially when she'd broken out in a cold sweat from her nightmare.

"I'll come," she whispered. She grabbed her glasses from where she'd tucked them for safe keeping then took the few steps needed to reach Nat. "Through the window again?" being on the second floor made it difficult to get outside with how secure the hallways were, but the broken window lock helped.

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Oh I’m just a girl, what’s my destiny?

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You know what I think?? I think we need to stop apologizing for not being so active on here constantly — especially in the RPC. People often forget that roleplaying isn't a job. Roleplaying is a hobby. I know I've been bad about this in the past but ... like ... shit happens. Our health comes first. How are we supposed to be at our best and help people if we're at an all time low?? So if going onto your roleplaying blog to post OOC stuff makes you feel better then so be it. Not only that but we're not obligated to explain every little detail about our everyday lives. So you do you and focus on your health first even if it means taking 5 whole ass months (or years, even) off of roleplaying and Tumblr. Because ... let's be real ... as much as we all love and cherish Tumblr it's also a hellhole and extremely stressful at times.

So repeat after me: ROLEPLAYING IS A HOBBY AND NOT A JOB.

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