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I crashed yesterday. I might be on later tonight but I have some errands to run and some studying to do before then

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PSA: i don’t give a flying fuck if your blog is “DEAD DOVE”… if you’re posting starters in the tags, then you need to put CONTENT WARNINGS IN YOUR POST!!! rpc is not your personal ao3 where everyone you find is looking for the same content. even a “note: linked plot includes X themes” is better than just linking plots about forced conversion, non-con, or m*lestation…

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Chloe Bennet as Detective Lana Lee | "Interior Chinatown" 1x01 | "Generic Asian Man"

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BILL FARRAH and DARBY HART in A MURDER AT THE END OF THE WORLD (2023-) | S01 E06 "CRIME SEEN"

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she couldn't help but preen at the compliment, even if it was in poor taste. a smile, which seemed to never grace her face genuinely unless the person before her put it there, turned to dust quickly at the question. she could feel the echoing tension that seemed to surround them, and a quiet sigh, forlorn and downtrodden, could be heard. her eyes turn dark at the mention of their fight, stormy, and she cast a glance down at eden's fingers which tapped lightly against the wood. jo knew that eden's fingers could slip through the wood quite effortlessly in a show of strength if she wanted them to. forever reminded of what they were, she cast her eyes away with a soft grimace marring her features.

she could hear the pain in eden's voice but she didn't know how to mend it. she couldn't pretend that reaching out physically would soothe the pain that her absence had caused. surely it couldn't be that simple, could it? her hand fell from her jaw to the table and she caressed the wood grain beneath her fingertips until she could feel her fingernails sink quite effortlessly into it. she, who had wanted humanity back so badly that she sought out cures for the ailment of vampirism in the past, was really quite awful at being human. her strength had always been against her, and her thirst was marginally better than a new vampire - marginally better than a monster raving through the streets. she'd come to terms in the last fifty odd years with herself, but it wasn't easy and she had been left adrift without eden and without the ever present self hatred that whispered in her ear. could it really be so easy? reaching out and soothing that pain in both of them? fingernails pulling from the wood grain, leaving behind crevices about a half-inch thick, jo tried to mend what had been broken. "i don't think i was," she tried to explain, voice thickening, throat feeling like it was closing up. "angry at you, i mean. i don't think i ever was. i just..." shaking her head, her palm upturned and she waited, holding her breath to see if eden would return the favor of extending her hand.

it would've been laughable in any other scenario, just how much of a dance the two of them were doing. without music, without motion, without much of anything other than the heat that seemed to fill the little coffee house as the two of them resumed being in orbit. everything about jo was delicious every time she got to experience it - her scent, her heartbeat, the way eden could tell by just the back of her neck that her fangs were bared behind her lips. the only disappointment was that they'd been sheathed by the time eden took her seat, leaning back in it and admiring her lover with a once-over.

"you look fit." she commented smoothly, one hand rested on the tabletop as the other remained in her lap. perfectly done nails lightly tapped against the wood, as her head tilted. "how long's it been?" she asked, though she quickly followed it up. "i mean, how long's it been since you've started avoiding me? i told you to meet me in paris when you got a grip on reality, surely you've gotten one by now." her tone is lightly accusatory, but it's mostly laced with a bit of sadness. years, she spent, waiting for josephine to break the silence. they'd always make arrangements for new places to hide out together, to pass the ever-extending misery of time and eternity together. it broke her apart every year that jo wouldn't show. she hid that behind a sneer of a tone. "are you still mad at me, darling?"

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Adria Arjona as Sarah BLINK TWICE (2024) dir. Zoë Kravitz

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maybe it was a cliche, but vanessa swore the world stopped turning the moment their lips met. everything seemed to be moving at a frenzied pace, and she longed to slow it down, to slow them down, to find out where they were going in their relationship. but she was deathly afraid of stepping out of line, of disrupting their bruising pace of kissing because what if she never got to have this again? the words best friend mocked her in her own mind - once a very good thing to her, once a life changing thing, was now something that she no longer wanted to be alone. she wanted the term girlfriend, she wanted the term lover even more. still, they were only this; they could have sex, but vanessa was too scared to ask if they could hold hands on the sidewalk, or go on real dates. the fear of rejection cut her down and at once, all she could do was prove herself to be worthy of ryan's attention, and prove herself she would. "slow down, baby," slightly breathless, vanessa broke away from their kiss, only to turn her attention to ryan's neck. pressing kisses there, she slowed her breathing, slowed them down with her hands firm on ryan's hips and her tongue peeking out to swipe a trail up to her ear from her jawline. "i want to take my time with you."

ryan felt her heart start to beat a bit faster as her roommate touched her hair and moved it away from her face. maybe it was the wine she had at dinner, but she couldn't help but feel some type of way for vanessa right now. deep down, she knew it wasn't the wine. she had been feeling this way since that very first night they hooked up. it was easier to blame the wine instead of facing her own feelings. the way the pair had their bodies intertwined on their couch right now felt right, it felt natural. "what?" she whispered, looking at the brunette. she tilted her head to the side, looking into her eyes. her eyes quickly glanced towards their knees, before back up to her best friend. her heart starts to beat faster, and her palms start to sweat, hearing those words come from vanessa's lips. "you think i'm beautiful? please." she rested her forehead against the brunette's. "you are the most beautiful person i have ever met, vanessa, and i'm so lucky to call you my best friend." she whispered against the other's lips, and she meant it. the blonde knew in that moment she was in love with the other, but she couldn't bring herself to admit that out loud. instead, she settled on kissing vanessa's lips passionately, and her arm wrapped around vanessa's waist, pulling their bodies even closer.

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steeling herself, she watched with bated breath and intense eyes, trekking the movement of the only other predator in the vicinity. but it wasn't fear that bit at her heels and made her hesitate to get up from the table, and it certainly wasn't anger at her territory being temporarily shared by another vampire; it was none of those things. it was the hurt she still felt, and the hunger to do something more than just sit, to rise and meet her partner - this woman, who josephine had belonged to in ways that no other could understand, it was the love still blooming in her chest that made her wait. it held her in place just as it always had, just as josephine knew it always would. and she gazed upon the creature before her in an awed way, so different from the last time they saw one another, and her mouth flooded as her fangs elongated in her mouth, making her gums the slightest bit sore. it was a response to being so emotional, to feeling so surprised and jo was deeply embarrassed by it. her hand came up to hold strong to her jaw, hiding her ruby lips behind her palm, and she grimaced, fighting back for control. the cardboard cup placed delicately in the way gave jo pause and a flicker, just a flicker, of her earlier ire returned her. but she didn't lash out, instead she fought for control and swallowed down her pride and finally, finally, her fangs disappeared with a click of her jaw and she found herself marginally relaxing, no longer physically in pain. still, she didn't speak, and if she were human, her face would be ablaze with a blush, but it was instead just pained.

the only thing she could think to do was reach forward, to pull the cup towards herself, and cling to the warmth of the beverage inside, much like a human might do. she could never drink it, but eden knew how she liked to play pretend sometimes. furthermore, there was that feeling of overjoyed anticipation that overcame her, leaving her broken and raw in the face of the sudden appearance of her lover. all she wanted to do was catapult herself across the table and into eden's arms. instead, all she could do was utter a semblance of a reply: "hi eden."

eden didn't know what it meant to leave well enough alone, especially when it came to all matters concerning josephine. they were magnetic, pulled toward one another despite the quarrels and the inkling that maybe they weren't as good for each other as they could be. where jo went, eden wanted to follow, even if it meant fangs bared and hurting words exchanged until they were both emotionally ripped apart and had to be separated. that last separation, over something stupid that the brunette could barely recall, was a hundred years ago. was that long enough to let the sting fade out? she was about to find out, as she entered the cafe with eyes glued onto the other woman's figure. eden skipped the line, glided between patrons waiting at the end of the coffee bar to pick up some random person's coffee - she wasn't going to pay for it, nor was she going to drink it, but she figured it would be nicer than showing up to her ex's table empty-handed. with an unnecessary flourish of her pea coat, the barely younger vampire sat across from her. legs crossed, cardboard cup placed between them with a simple thud. a peace offering. a beat passed before she spoke. "hi, jo."

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open to f/nb muse: vanessa ortega, stalker of your muse, also roommate of your muse, all-around girls girl and loverboy, she/her, (age gaps welcome) plot idea: here

"you know i..." a gulp, liquid courage biting at her fingertips until she can't help but reach forward and latch onto the lock of hair that's fallen into their face, vanessa breathes out slowly. she is enraptured by her friends beauty, by the way the dim lights in their apartment catch onto their eyes and make them practically sparkle... "hm." biting her lip, shaking her head, she has to drag herself away, eyes catching on the way their bodies are slightly entangled on the couch, her own knee touching the others, and it feels intimate. it's felt like this ever since they hooked up the first time, and she can feel the tension low in her belly begin to build, like its done off and on all night. and maybe that's why the words bubble up high into her throat before she can stop them. "i think you're so fucking beautiful."

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open to f/nb muse: josephine 'jo' green , vampire, lesbian, she/her, 350+ y/o plot idea: here

the very air in the cafe seemed to shift at the door opening. her sensitive ears picked up on the sound of the tiniest shrill squeak the door made, the shifting of cloth on a body, the footsteps that made their way inside, but it was the sudden tension that seemed to crackle to life inside of her that just... she knew. she knew who it was before she ever looked up, and her dead heart seemed to break and mend itself in an instant, reforming as always even if it was silent in her chest. an unneeded breath in, a clench of her strong jaw, and she finally glanced up to put eyes on the other vampire she had not seen in a century, not since... not since their last falling out. idly, she wondered if they had come to see her once more or if this running into one another was done in some other way besides purposeful. but the last time jo had seen them, she had said, in earnest at the time, that she never wanted to see them again. it was a stalemate, a point of contention and hurt when she'd uttered those words, but... but now they were here. why were they here?

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open to f/nb muse: katherine "kate" addock, movie star nepo baby, lesbian, she/her, 35 y/o (age gaps welcome) plot idea: here

kate had grown up being the starlet and had never had a problem with keeping the image alive, mostly because she'd do whatever it took to hold onto her fame. without it, she didn't know who she'd be. mainly because she'd been bred for the life of perfection and holding onto image with a vice grip. it grew tiring sometimes, and she was starting to loose her relevance with the arrival of too many indie's and not enough big-budget films. her publicist had been the one to come up with the plan, and kate... kate was along for the ride; anything to save her from becoming irrelevant to the masses. she often wondered if she had someone who mattered to her - not just her parents who breathed down her neck about her fame and relevance - if this life would have been as important as it was to her. but, alas, it was a question that went unanswered as kate had no one. hadn't had anyone for a long time because she'd buried herself in her work until she couldn't breathe. she was under no illusions that this would be anything but another facet of the job - something she had to do to keep the lifestyle she currently had. still, she was polite when she sat down across from the person who would play the part of her significant other for some time, months, if they could pull this off. and kate saw no reason why they shouldn't be able to pull it off - it was acting, after all. something that kate had always excelled at.

a breath taken, anticipation on the tip of her tongue, she wondered what the other thought at the arrangement and then decided that the silence was becoming suffocating. "i suppose my team informed you of the proposal?" of course they did, they wouldn't let kate down like this. most of kate's team had been with her from the very beginning, ever since kate came out as a lesbian earlier on in her career. kate had received backlash from that, but it was... to be expected. bigots were everywhere, unfortunately. kate, however, did not even know if the person who sat before her now identified in a way similar to kate. though she supposed that it didn't particularly matter.

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Am I OK? (2022) dir. Stephanie Allynne & Tig Notaro

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Am I OK? (2022) dir. Tig Notaro, Stephanie Allynne

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