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i miss writing but i also don't even know how to like get back into here... do people even still remember me haha

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well its been a while...

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🌙  *  ―     𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐒  (  prompts for the five senses. add [reversed] to reverse the action. feel free to change wording as needed & add details )

𝐓𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇.

[ 𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐓 ] ― sender wraps a soft blanket around receiver’s shoulders [ 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐊 ] ― sender and receiver fall into bed together on silk sheets [ 𝐏𝐔𝐋𝐋 ] ― sender pulls receiver’s hair ( gently / hard ) [ 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐑 ] ― sender strokes receiver’s hair [ 𝐁𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐇 ] ― sender brushes receiver’s hair [ 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐓 ] ― sender paints a picture onto part of receiver’s body ( specify what & where ) [ 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐄 ] ― sender traces their fingertips over receiver’s body [ 𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑 ] ― sender traces a scar on receiver’s body [ 𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐃 ] ― sender reaches out to hold receiver’s hand [ 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 ] ― sender worships receiver’s body

𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄.

[ 𝐔𝐍𝐔𝐒𝐔𝐀𝐋 ] ― sender feeds receiver something they’ve never tried before ( specify what ) [ 𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐑 ] ― sender feeds receiver something sour ( specify what ) [ 𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓 ] ― sender feeds receiver something sweet ( specify what ) [ 𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐂𝐄 ] ― sender feeds receiver something spicy ( specify what ) [ 𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑 ] ― sender kisses receiver to taste the lingering flavour of what they ate or drank on their lips ( specify what ) [ 𝐂𝐎𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐑 ] ― sender bites receiver hard enough to draw blood [ 𝐔𝐍𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐋 ] ― sender feeds receiver soup when they’ve fallen ill [ 𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐊 ] ― sender makes receiver a cocktail to try [ 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐇 ] ― sender cooks receiver their favourite meal [ 𝐓𝐑𝐘 ] ―  sender gives receiver a taste of what they’re cooking / baking for their opinion

𝐒𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓.

[ 𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐃 ] ― sender blindfolds receiver [ 𝐑𝐄𝐔𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐄 ] ― sender and receiver see each other again after a period of being apart [ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄 ] ― sender notices something different about receiver ( injury / haircut / tattoo / piercing / etc ) [ 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐋 ] ― sender greets receiver in formal partywear ( feel free to add detail ) [ 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐒 ] ― sender takes receiver to see lanterns in the sky [ 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐒 ] ― sender and receiver lay under the stars to stargaze [ 𝐆𝐀𝐙𝐄 ] ― sender and receiver lock eyes across the room [ 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐖 ] ― sender and receiver see a shadow move out the corner of their eye [ 𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐍 ] ― sender and receive watch as something burns ( candles / a building / a campfire / etc ) [ 𝐅𝐈𝐒𝐇 ] ― sender takes receiver to the aquarium to watch the sea life [ 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐊 ] ― sender recognises receiver at a masquerade party

𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃.

[ 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐈𝐂 ] ― sender puts on the radio to listen to music with receiver [ 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘 ] ― sender plays receiver their favourite song on an instrument ( specify what ) [ 𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐍 ] ― sender and receiver are in bed together while rain lashes against the windows / tent / etc [ 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐑 ] ― sender whispers something in receiver’s ear ( specify what ) [ 𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 ] ― sender asks receiver for a dance upon hearing a song [ 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐀𝐍𝐘 ] ― sender and receiver hear a sound when they should be alone ( footsteps / creaking floorboards / a scream / etc ) [ 𝐇𝐔𝐌 ] ― sender hums a lullaby to lull receiver to sleep [ 𝐌𝐔𝐅𝐅𝐋𝐄𝐃 ] ― sender comforts a temporally deaf receiver after a loud sound ( gunshot / explosion / etc ) [ 𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐌 ] ― sender calms receiver down from a panic attack in a loud place [ 𝐀𝐅𝐀𝐑 ] ― sender and receiver hear a muffled sound from another room / outside ( music / people / creature / etc ) [ 𝐒𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐖 ] ― sender hears receiver crying and approaches comfort them

𝐒𝐌𝐄𝐋𝐋.

[ 𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐇 ] ― sender puts a scented bath bomb into receiver’s bath [ 𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐋𝐄 ] ― sender lights a scented candle for receiver [ 𝐅𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 ] ― sender puts perfume / aftershave on receiver’s ( wrist / neck / cheek ) [ 𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓 ] ― sender inhales receiver’s scent [ 𝐂𝐎𝐎𝐊 ] ― sender is drawn to the kitchen by receiver’s cooking [ 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐒 ] ― sender steals an item of receiver’s clothes because it smells like them [ 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑 ] ― sender notices receiver smells of their shampoo / shower gel [ 𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐒 ] ― sender gives receiver flowers [ 𝐖𝐀𝐒𝐇 ] ― sender helps clean receiver after a long day / stressful situation [ 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐘 ] ― sender and receiver walk through the sewers to escape capture / avoid detection / chase someone [ 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐄 ] ― sender massages receiver with a scented oil

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psa: i am a lele stan first and human second

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stares.. hi friends, i miss you all <3

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so i was gonna write starters and do replies today... 

and instead all i’ve done today is fully zone out and watch old sidemen sundays for literally hours straight.... 

am i okay?

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have i been awol? yes  do i want christmassy threads? yes will tumblr potentially eat any starters i try post? most likely yes

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    "  astronomy  compels  the  soul  to  look  upwards  &  leads  us  from  this  world  to  another.    –  plato.“  /    originial  character  multi  -  muse  written  by  lele  ! ©

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juniper & kaiza.

her comment makes kaiza GROAN under her breath, reluctantly doing as she’s told. “i would if you’d go fucking easy.” she snapped quietly, her hand playing with the hem of her scuffed up jersey. if it wasn’t for darryl missing her block, she would’ve easily made the goal instead of eating SHIT on the ice like she did. not that that’s any excuse for the brawl she broke out nearing the end of the last quarter. kaiza winces here and there at the medics gentle touch, the scrapes on her arm still pretty raw. “ah— EASY.”

      hears the groan ever so slightly but chooses to pick her battles wisely and not react to it. not yet anyways. ‘ i am going easy but there’s only so much i can do to stop the stinging. i have to clean it properly. unless you want it to just get infected and risk losing a whole limb. ’ she states, tongue clicks against the inside of her cheek as she re-dampens the cloth. kaiza getting into scraps was definitely something juniper had been warned about, but did not realise just how true that warning was. ‘ stop fidgeting. ’ she’s quick to respond, fingers dropping the cloth into the sink. ‘ do we need to enroll you on some ‘how to not start a fight’ therapy sessions ? ’

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open: m / f / nb plot: just jordyn doing some prep for her familys annual thanksgiving meal (aka where her v rich family invite literally everyone they know to their mansion of a house)

         flicks loose strand of hair out of her face, other hand grasped around a pen tapping against the table. ‘ aight so the balloon arch that my mother was SO insistent on is arriving tomorrow, definitely leaving that to nath and her to sort out. ’ brunette admits with a giggle. glances across at the person whose company is currently on hold due to last minute thanksgiving prep. ‘ please tell me you’re definitely still coming. i need someone to help keep me sane when dad starts rattling off about how his business is booming. ’

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open: m / f / nb plot: anthony has been in police custody over night and needs your muse to come bail him out connection: up to you!

               phone dials three, maybe four times before the other picks up and yet to anthony stood leaning against the wall it felt like a lifetime. soon as it clicks to confirm it’s connected, anthony doesn’t even allow the other the opportunity to breathe out a hello. ‘ aight shut up and listen because i ain’t got long. ’ his voice is hushed and low, not wanting prying officers to overhear too much. ‘ don’t ask too many questions but i need your help. can you come b a i l me out of custody ? ’

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KATIE DOUGLAS in GINNY AND GEORGIA

1.04

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he never wrote me poems. we would fuck in his car or on his bed where others girls had been or in the shower or while i was crying. we saw each other naked so often i have the image painted on the back of my eyelids. he ripped my underwear off. i was always vulnerable. i woke him up with kisses, he woke me up with hickies. for a long time, i thought they were the same thing.

i asked him once while we both got high why it was that i could write novels about him until the words got tired of being anagrams of his name - but at the same time he would never reciprocate. he blew a smoke ring and broke it with his finger. “dunno,” he said. we would fuck again later.

i found him once sitting on my floor staring at a picture from when i was young. “god,” he said, “i really fucked you up.”

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dallas & sean.

“or maybe i just have far more charm.” the gods of fortune, should they exist, had never shone upon sean, so he highly doubted it all came down to luck. “see, you have made a lot of mistakes to get to this point. why the fuck would you ask your current dealer if they had recommendations for a new one?” gawking at her disapprovingly, he shook his head and huffed, crossing his arms. he doubted that the dealer was at all associated with elixir. “i know guys. i can hook you up with guys.” if dallas continued to insist on feeding this habit of hers, then she should do so more safely.  more than her being too pretty, which she was, dallas was far too unassuming it seemed. she was a walking target for the most nefarious of people that walked the back alleys. sipping at his water, he was unfazed by her callout of his name, unbothered by the lack of gravitas that he was using to throw out dark suggestions. “you wouldn’t end up with a charge if you did it right and i’m not sure why you draw the line there considering we are already talking about things that cross the legal boundaries but fine. we will do it your way.” he finished up his tall glass of water. “should we get going then?” he gestured to the plate in front of him. “this is on you, right?” 

‘ mhm yeah sure, whatever helps you sleep at night. ’ teasing words matched with an upwards tug of her lips. defeated sigh falls past her lips as hands raise in an almost defensive manner. ‘ i didn’t know that ! but clearly, now i do ! ’ she exclaims with a slight shake of her head. ‘ funnily enough there’s no dealer school where they teach you that kinda shit. ’ she jests with a laugh slipping past plump lips. relieved smile tugs onto her lips at his mention of knowing other guys; happy to be able to get away from her current dealer. part of her knows she just stop fuelling this habit entirely and yet - here she is. never been one to label herself as street smart it’s a wonder she hasn’t already been a target to something more sinister. places the now empty coffee cup down on the table and shuffles slightly in her seat to readjust herself to be more comfortable as the male speaks. ‘ okay but like in my mind there’s different levels of legal and that is one level i will never jump too. ’ she states, tongue flicking against her lesser lip quickly. nods again at his next question. ‘ ‘spose me getting this is the least i can do right now. any possibility i could claim be buying the food as my I.O.U? ’ she’s fully joking, but there is still a glimmer of hopefulness in her eyes. ‘ i’ll just go pay at the cashier. ’

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dallas & sean.

“does it? i don’t remember doing much to earn it,” sean mused with a lecherous leer toward the woman. the fries were finished, and he turned his attention to the chicken strips in front of him, continuing on as if this was a casual meal and they weren’t discussing the very possibility that dallas could be offed due to her lack of payment for her drug purchases. the fact that she agreed so readily to his cost clued him in on just how grave the situation was for her. “you need to get yourself a new dealer,” he pointed out. “or a new addiction, if you got it that bad.” sean didn’t indulge himself. he needed to stay fit, and it was rare that he even drank to the point of intoxication. “is that our plan here…we…” he placed his finger across his throat as if to suggest that they would kill the man. “or do i need to make a stop by the atm and withdraw a significant wad of cash?” she was lucky, really, that he could currently afford it since he was still riding the high of a few won fights during the month. 

   there’s an almost mischievous glint in her eyes as her lips threaten to tug up into an amused smirk. ‘ maybe you just got lucky. ’ she muses in response, tongue ticking against the inside of her cheek. the casual nature of where they were matched with the food splayed in front of them was a stark opposite from the contents of their conversation. dallas’ appetite completely non-existent right now, so gladly leaves all the food to the male, sticking to taking occasional sips from her coffee.  ‘ believe me i know but when i’ve asked if he knows any other guys he refuses to share their information and i am way too pretty to be wandering random alleys in search for a dealer. ’ she comments with a flick of hair off her shoulder. pauses to take another sip from his coffee his question causes her to choke on the liquid in her mouth, trying to feign it as a cough so as to not arouse suspicion from others. ‘ sean ! ’ the name comes out quiet, but still with a sting of venom behind it. ‘ i’m trying to settle a debt, not end up with a murder charge. ’ she comments with a sake of her head. ‘ just the cash will do. ’

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based: here

              strangled gasp passes chapped lips as if she’d hadn’t exhaled in a while, glossed over hues squeeze tightly shut for a moment trying to erase the blurriness forming in her tear clouded vision. ‘ - i can’t DO this anymore. ’ she sobs out, cracks in her voice clearly portraying her current emotional state. ‘ this .. is fucking k i l l i n g me. ’ she exclaims, hands wildly gesturing between the two of them as she talks. ‘ your love is like a mind game and i’m just so tired of losing. ’ hands ball together into fists, knuckles turning white at the pressure, another tear sliding down her reddened cheeks. ‘ i’m so fucking tired of not being E N O U G H. ’ @neptunc​

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callie & elloy.

not    foreign    at   how    different    their    lives    are   .    extends    usually    short    patience    to    make    things    work   between   them   .   blindly    allowed      past    instances    of   sudden    cancellations    on    their    plans   .   however  ,   everyone   has   a    limit  .   no   matter    how    big    adoration   he   has    for    the    beauty   .   at   one   point   ,  he    needs   to    think    of    himself   .   ‘   i    want    you    to    just   be    honest    with    me  ,   callie  .  ’   tone    uncompromising   .   sick    and   tired   of    their    one   -   sided    affair   .    ‘   i    am   exhausted   of    jumping   through    hoops   for   you   .   if   you   want   to   focus  on   your   career   .  that’s   fine   .   i’m   not   going   to   stop   you   .   i   will   never    hold    you   back  .  but    have   some   consideration   .   be    human   at   least   .   have    the    decency   to   tell   me   that   this   .   .    .   ’    hand   motioned   .     ‘    is   not    going    to    happen   .   i’m   a   big   boy  .   i    can   take   it   .   ’      predicament   in   hand  .   the    truth    is    obvious  .   there   is   no    room    on   the    female’s   plate   for    him   .     ‘   if    that’s   your   priority  .   i    respect   it   .   i   wish   you   all   the   best   but   ,  i’m   done   .  ’

        on occasions, especially like right now - callie was harshly reminded of just how different their lives were. she’d always just been so preoccupied in furthering her career, she forgot to stop and realise the impact it was having on those around her. and albeit, it’s selfish of her she always just expected people to understand. there was no denying the intense feelings she harboured for the male stood opposite her and she knows she hasn’t been fair in her treatment towards him recently but her mind is clouded by wishes of joining a WSL team. in her mind, as soon as she makes that squad - all her hard work and blown off commitments would all be worth it. to her, anyways.

             ‘ i AM being honest elloy. ’ voice raises unexpectedly and so she closes her mouth for a moment, letting an exhale pass her lips. hand cords through messy brunette locks that had glossed with sweat to stick onto her forehead. and then the male’s confession falls past his lips and it stuns her into silence for a moment, heart beating erratically against her chest. ‘ no no ... please don’t say that. ’ she pleads, her voice cracking slightly towards the end - suddenly aware of the severity of this situation. ‘ i know i haven’t exactly been the best girlfriend recently but we can work through this.. right ? ’ blissfully unaware to the multiple occasions she’s likely already had to make this work. feels eyes gloss over as a hand reaches out gingerly towards the male. ‘ can we go somewhere to talk about this ? in private ? ’