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@esperanzafuentes: you're makin' the typical me break my typical rules

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My muse thinks yours is very sweet and very talented, she'd really like to get to know her better but doesnt want to overstep any bounds

I think I’ve come to realize that I’m very bad at this guessing game... is it... Ameera?

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A day late but–either way! This biweekly meme is: 

TELL ME ON ANON HOW YOUR MUSE FEELS ABOUT MINE, AND MY MUSE WILL TRY TO GUESS WHO IT IS. If they guess right, please like the post so they know. If they don’t, you have the option to comment and tell them or–you can leave it and leave them guessing! 

Remember if you reblog/like this you need to send asks to everyone else who reblogged/liked it! (So if by the end of the week 20 people reblogged/liked it you should have sent at least twenty asks - 1 per person- even if you were the first person to reblog it.)

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michellecviola‌:

this was a whole new step for michelle, seeing as though she had never been out of the country. being in a brand new place with strangers was not something she did often, but that’s what she was trying to change. she needed to be more spontaneous and give people a chance. that’s what she thought when she walked into the kitchen and saw one of the women that was already on the show standing there. “oh hi,” she said softly, hoping to not startle them. “i was just coming in for a cup of coffee i hope i’m not intruding or anything.” she spoke, furrowing her brow at her own words because there was really no one else in the room. “sorry i’m new here and i haven’t really met anybody yet so, hi i’m michelle.”

sitting on the counter was a terrible habit that esperanza carried from childhood, she thought that living with other women would crush any temptation she might have but nope, old habits die hard. with her glasses low on the bridge of her nose, she sipped her coffee reading the local newspaper. it wasn’t the times but it would do, she’d been making do with it for months. her train of thought was broken when the other came into the room and es could only offer a warm smile. “hey, there! no, no, you’re good. i’m just catching up with a lil’ bit of news. michelle, it’s a pleasure–– i’m esperanza. welcome to the madhouse.” she greeted brightly, setting her paper to the side and outstretched her hand to the newbie.

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xxrosalie-roe‌:

Slouching back on the couch, Rose stared blankly at the phone in her hand, the device having died a few minutes ago. A glass of wine sat on the table in front of her, and a half empty bottle of rum - not her usual go-to of choice - rested by her feet. Hearing someone enter the room, she voiced her thoughts without bothering to look up. “Do you ever miss having actual buttons on these things?” 

“uh, yes, and no. i don’t enjoy having the button get stuck on me. that was never fun.” she admitted with a shrug, plopping over next to rosalie, pulling out her own phone to stare out. she had never thought about it, except she did think it was odd that they now had a mapped out layout of her face, that was creepy. “you okay there, bud? looks like you’ve been mixin’ your alcohol?” as she spoke, esperanza leaned over to pick up the abandoned bottle of rum, taking a swig straight out of it.

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gabrielatheactress‌:

“Fuck it, I’m in the mood to paint the world red with blood. You down?”

“I uh, I think that I might need a more clear definition of that before I can agree completely.”

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D - P

D:   DATE.   what is your muse’s ideal date? where / who with / etc?

Esperanza’s ideal date involves being anywhere with her girlfriend and spending time together. Wether it be a stroll at the park or a dinner at home, anything that they can do together. Es is pretty easy to please and doesn’t require much.

E:   EMBRACE.   does your muse like hugs? what are their hugs like?

Loves hugs, thinks that they’re one of the purest forms of love. Esperanza’s hugs are like bearhugs, the kind that feel like the world melts away an it’ll be okay. They’re good hugs.

F:   FLIRT.   is your muse good at flirting? how do they flirt?

It really depends on who it is. She really flips flops, some days she’s on fire, other’s she’s... a complete mess.

G:   GIFT.   is your muse good at gift - giving or do they struggle to get it right?

Es struggles with certain people, others she knows exactly what she wants to get them. It’s really a game of chance for her but she does try to make it personal every time. 

H:   HEART.   is your muse quick or slow to give their heart away?

Slow. Esperanza doesn’t play that here’s my heart! do as you may! game. She’s really only given her hear away maybe twice in her life. 

I:   I LOVE YOU.   does your muse find ‘i love you’ easy or hard to say?

She tells people they love them quite often but to get a hard “I love you” takes a lot out of Es.

J:   JEALOUSY.   does your muse get jealous in a relationship?

Jealousy is Esperanza’s middle name. 

K:   KISS.   is your muse a good kisser? why / why not?

There hasn’t been any complains this far.

L:   LOVE.   who does your muse love?

Honestly, Esperanza is so in love with Reyna. A little to the point where she forgets to a) be herself and b) acts a little out of character. Love makes us all lose out heads sometimes, right?

M:   MOONLIGHT.   what is your muse’s ideal date? where / who with / etc?

answered above.

N:   NAUGHTY.   what is your muse like in bed?

Ay, Es is a brat in the daytime so that she can get her way in bed. She’s kinker than she leads on to be. 

O:   ODE.   does your muse have a way with words?

Nah, man. She can’t ever figure out what to say or how to say it. She definitively trips up on her words, shudders and well, sometimes finds herself saying the wrong things. 

P:   PARTNER.   what does your muse look for in a partner? looks / personality?

Esperanza doesn’t have much expectations on her partner, she really likes the clean slate when it comes to them. Though her perfect partner, when it really comes down to it, is Reyna. No one else has ever worked out cause they weren’t Reyna.

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T U V

T: TRUE LOVE.   does your muse believe in true love?

Absolutely. True love is something that Esperanza has believed in before she even knew what it really meant. She’s the sappiest angel.

U :   UNREQUITED.   has your muse had their heart broken?

Yeah, my guy. Esperanza’s been heartbroken a few times but only a handful hurt like hell. 

V:   VALENTINE.   how does your muse feel about valentine’s day?

The girl loves it. Esperanza knows it’s a cliché and believes that love should be shown 365 days a year but there’s something beautiful about there being a specific day where you get to show a little extra. 

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sofiiamonroe‌:

a warm laugh filled the space between them, and sofia shrugged off the brunette’s concern about her self-deprecating comments. she was her own best punchline, after all — sofia didn’t even notice the way she talked about herself, anymore. a smile on her lips as the woman accepted the outstretched offer of a bottle. sharing a drink on a lonely night? that tended to be sofia’s go-to when it came to making friends. she’d learned over the years that most people had the same hiding places. another laugh.  “ we haven’t, don’t worry. ”  she reassured her.  “ i’m sofia. just got here this morning. it’s… kind’a weird being the new girl in school all over again, but other than that? not too bad, i guess. ”  sofia teased. it was beautiful, of course. london, the house, the women. the cameras were an acquired taste, though.  

a smile was all the brunette could offer, deciding against pushing and enjoying the lightness of the joke. she liked people who could joke around, it was a quality she envied. es was always someone who carried herself a little too seriously. “okay, great cause, uh, if i had i think i’d be so embarrassed. sofia, it’s lovely to meet you–– welcome to the madhouse, babe. you’re gonna need a lot of this stuff to get through it all.” she said with a laugh, scrunching her nose. it had taken her a bit to get used to the dramatic antics of the others but now, it was quite the entertainment. 

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ameerasantiago‌:

“Si, I mean, yeah slightly frustrated but I’ll be fine.” Ameera looked up, frowning and pouting. “Did you see the whole thing?” She asked feeling her cheeks burn embarrassed. “It always happens, I developed the ability not to fall completely to the ground.” She shrugged and bent down to pick up the pieces of the pie, putting them in the container that fortunately wasn’t made of glass.

Es gave her a sympathetic nod, knowing that if it was her, she’d be burning with embarrassment. “Ah, it’s okay. These things happen... even if it’s often.” The brunette said with a slightly scrunched nose, she bent to help the other pick up the fallen pieces. “I can help you make another if you’d like? Ah, bueno, maybe not help, I’m not the best baker but maybe I can read the recipe to you?” 

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W & X

W:   WEDDING.   would your muse get married? why / why not?

Yes. A million times yes. Though Esperanza can only really see herself getting married to one person and she thinks anyone else would be settling. She’d really kill for a loving marriage, and kids and house, the whole thing. 

X:   XOXO.   does your muse use / like pet names?

Yes, loves them. Thrives in them. She doesn’t normally call her significant other by their actual (or full) names unless she’s upset. There’s always an amor, corzon or well, the ending -ita up her sleeve.

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(     *     VALENTINE’S DAY ALPHABET   !    

send some letters to find out more about my muse   !

A   :   AFFECTION.   how does your muse show affection?

B   :   BOUQUET.   does your muse like flowers? which ones are their favourite?

C   :   CHOCOLATE.   does your muse like chocolate? which one is their favourite?

D   :   DATE.   what is your muse’s ideal date? where / who with / etc?

E   :   EMBRACE.   does your muse like hugs? what are their hugs like?

F   :   FLIRT.   is your muse good at flirting? how do they flirt?

G   :   GIFT.   is your muse good at gift - giving or do they struggle to get it right?

H   :   HEART.   is your muse quick or slow to give their heart away?

I    :   I LOVE YOU.   does your muse find ‘i love you’ easy or hard to say?

J   :   JEALOUSY.   does your muse get jealous in a relationship?

K   :   KISS.   is your muse a good kisser? why / why not? 

L   :   LOVE.   who does your muse love?

M   :   MOONLIGHT.   what is your muse’s ideal date? where / who with / etc?

N   :   NAUGHTY.   what is your muse like in bed?

O   :   ODE.   does your muse have a way with words?

P   :   PARTNER.   what does your muse look for in a partner? looks / personality?

Q   :   QUESTION.   would your muse ask the big question or expect their partner to?

R   :   ROMANCE.   is your muse a romantic or a cynic?

S   :   SWEETHEART.   did your muse have a childhood sweetheart?

T   :   TRUE LOVE.   does your muse believe in true love?

U   :   UNREQUITED.   has your muse had their heart broken?

V   :   VALENTINE.   how does your muse feel about valentine’s day?

W  :   WEDDING.   would your muse get married? why / why not?

X   :   XOXO.   does your muse use / like pet names?

Y   :   YOURS.   does your muse get protective easily?

Z   :   ZZZ.   how many people has your muse slept with?

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“Aah, I need that for the scene.” (January 26, 2018)

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henycavil‌:

Every morning, my dad would have me looking in the mirror and repeat, ‘Today is going to be a great day; I can, and I will.

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camisreyes‌:

Cami was freezing her tits off as she stood on the balcony in her hoodie. The city was beautifully lit below. Everything seemed calmer than she’d grown accustomed to since moving. It was actually kind of awesome. Just like the joint in her hand. Without a care in the world, she took a few hits of it. The sound of the door opening behind her did little to deter her spirits. “Can’t sleep either, huh,” she asked, not looking back. “This might help?”

Esperanza hasn't slept in what felt like weeks. Correction, it had been weeks. Between her relationship, her work and keeping her body in shape, it felt like there was just no time. It felt like Esperanza was running out of time. With insomnia creeping in on her, Es found herself on the balcony with a housemate, looking up at the sky then out to their view of the city. When the joint was offered to her, the brunette put her hand up respectfully to decline. “I’m okay, more of an eater when it comes to that.” She admitted with a shrug and mentally cursing a herself for admitting aloud that she took part in getting high. Mainly because they were, after all, filmed non-stop.

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sofiiamonroe‌:

she shook her head, waving away the woman’s apology — it wasn’t her fault sofia was so jumpy, of course. she blamed it on all the horror movies she liked to watch (whether or not that was the truth, it didn’t matter).  “ what’s that saying? great minds think alike, or whatever? ” sofia laughed at her own incompetence, second guessing the words as soon as they fell from her mouth. she wasn’t so great at the whole ‘words’ thing, nor remembering; more than used to being told she was wrong.  “ my mind’s kinda shitty, though. don’t wanna lump you in with this old thing. ”  sofia joked, shuffling over and offering the woman an unspoken invitation to come join her. taking another sip from the wine bottle, she then offered it to the brunette.  “ …come on, isn’t gonna drink itself — right? ”

though es managed to lock herself into her work, she knew most of the faces int he mansion and the one that belonged to the other was one that she had yet to meet. “ uh, something like that. ” the brunette said with a soft chuckle. “ oh! c’mon, angel. don’t talk about yourself like that, yeah? ” esperanza offered her a nod, a little thankful that she wasn’t shooed away by her housemate. without much hesitation or thought, es took the wine bottled when offered and she took a careful sip to not get it all over herself. esperanza’s clumsy nature combined with wine weren’t often the best mix for her clothing. “ m’esperanza, by the way. i don’t think we’ve met and if we have, i’m terribly sorry .” she admitted, a tiny shade of pink flushing across her cheeks as she handed the bottle back.