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a scoff escaped from her lips, arms crossing over her chest, "and what makes you think that i'm thinking of you AT all?"
open to anyone.
"for being someone you claim to hate, i sure am on your mind a lot."
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“ no, yeah, totally. makes sense. why try to fix things when you can just run away and pretend you’re doing everyone a favor? ”
𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐎 : f / nb.
❝ i told you this isn't gonna work. too much shit has happened between us to just ... start over. ❞
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reverse starter call! give this a like and i'll respond to one of your opens!
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" and you're an ASSHOLE. " lane quipped back, both in fact true with their points, arms crossing over her chest, which was rising and falling with her disheveled breaths. " you invited that bitch just to piss me off! " and she was purposefully flirting with his best friend just to piss HIM off.
open to: f/nbmuse: mason rollins, 28-32, private investigator plot: based on this plot about toxic lovers who keep finding their way back to each other.
"you're insane," mason hissed through clenched teeth, his grip tightening as he pulled her into the quiet, dimly lit room. the sudden silence that had swallowed the once-lively gathering felt suffocating, the laughter and chatter abruptly cut off after her explosive outburst. it was a scene that no one had expected. "you told me you were done—said you never wanted to see me again," he continued, voice low with frustration. "and then you make a scene just because i invited someone to this party?"
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eyes were quick to roll in a way that they always did whenever he was in the presence of jagger. though in gunner's defense, his lover said a lot of things that were worthy of an eye roll. " you know, you could help me. instead of sitting there looking pretty and being absolutely useless. " he huffed, running a disheveled hand through his locks, shooting the other a look as he stood there naked and defeated. " where the hell did you throw them anyways? "
open to: f/m/nb ft. jagger conolly (he/him) plot: enemies w/ benefits but jagger has been obsessed w/ your muse from the get and has never r e a l l y considered them an enemy he just likes playing along bc they're cute when they're being mean to him :' )
he watched with a toothy grin stretched across his features as they stormed through the apartment looking for their discarded clothing, expletives murmured beneath their breath. "you alright over there? i thought you said you'd be gone, like, an hour ago?" that had been before they fell back into bed together, of course: his favorite stalling tactic. "if you wanna hang out, you just have to ask nicely, y'know."
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reverse starter call! give this a like if i can go through your opens and respond :)
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open to m: any relationship.
scenario: savannah is getting herself off in your muse’s hot tub while thinking of your muse.
she’d forgotten to bring her fucking vibrator to this stupid slumber party. which was especially idiotic because she knew HE’D be here and ever since savannah was a kid, she’s harbored a secret crush on him. so she told the girls she wanted a late night jacuzzi and thankfully none of them wanted to partake. granted, it was fucking cold but she was desperate to get off. bikini was on, thankful that the hot tub was already heated, goosebumps prickling on her skin as she lowered herself into the water. fingers floated around each of the jets before finding one that had the water pressure to satisfy her. one cheeky peek over her shoulder before she’s spreading her legs and gasping as the jetstream hit her right where she wanted. it doesn’t take long for her to get worked up, swiveling her hips in perfect motion, hand pulling down her bikini top to give attention to her tits. and she can’t help herself, saying HIS name as the pleasure starts to build.
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a scoff dared to escape from her, eyes were quick to roll, " you're fucking bluffing! " but she also knew that her brother had a tendency to be a wild card. it was thrilling to get a rise out of him. blue hues dart down to watch his hand tend to his bulge, swallowing thickly as just the sight of his semi was enough to dampen her panties. and it was true, she craved him JUST as much as he craved her. " i don't need YOU for quality cock. " and while she did fuck around with other guys, they both knew that no one compared to him. " so stop the fucking car and let me out! i'm walking. "
"we're both gonna be 'shit-outta-luck' if i decide to run this car off the road. and you're irritating me enough to consider it." but there was a way out. she wasn't wrong when she said he'd craved her. that was an understatement. even now, as he kept his composure cool and smoothly moved his hand down to readjust the bulge in his sweat pants. "stop yelling. because i do something both of us will regret. besides--you're saying all this like you don't like getting filled with some quality cock before bed at night."
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anyone willing to write josh o'connor against my mike faist fc?
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JOSH O'CONNOR Challengers (2024) Dir. Luca Guadagnino
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" don't act like you give a fuck about my feelings! " savannah whipped back, nothing but rage shinning behind blue hues, further flamed by him speeding up. her heart started to race, unsure if she was afraid more of the speed of the car or the anger she sought to provoke from her brother. " if i'm just a fucking fleshlight, use the ones beside your bed and let me walk home. admit it, you just CRAVE your little sister's pussy. "
"you're not the fucking boss of me," levi shook his head as he spoke, his foot easing down on the gas pedal. "did i hurt your feelings? is that it? because i might just be getting started."
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" pull over. " savannah huffed, crossing her arms over her chest and shooting him a glare, " pull the fuck OVER, levi. "
open to all genders muse is levi (cis man, 37 years old) t*boo relations encouraged but not mandatory!
"you're little more than a fleshlight with built in lube and sound effects to me. it's not shallow, it's honesty."
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blue hues can't help but widen in surprise, getting the distinct feeling that there was some sort of secret that was happening between the two of them. she took her jacket off, hanging it up on the hook where it belonged before turning back to face them both, " oh, um, thanks? " brows knit into a furrow, shaking her head as platinum locks shake in the process, " sorry, i didn't get your name. how do you two know each other? "
open to all genders plot; bradley's old friend shows up at his home to remind bradley of a deal they made decades ago. and it has to do with your muse--bradley's first born
"sweetheart, why don't you come in and introduce yourself to daddy's old friend?" though he spoke them, his eyes remained trained on his guest. bradley shouldn't have been surprised that he chose today of all days to show up.
today was a special day. see--today he was finally collecting what he was owed. "oh, no need to worry about introductions," levi said before the gorgeous person before him had a chance to respond. "i know who you are. happy birthday."
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unfortunately for hendrix, she was JUST as fucking stubborn as him. if not, more so. hazel hues bore into his, never faltering as she took a step forward, arms crossing over her chest, " i can take of myself. been doing so for a long time. " though admittedly she'd be lying if she didn't admit that she was a little afraid. mainly for him and the company he surrounded himself with. falling in love with this devilishly handsome asshole was not on her fucking agenda. not that she could ever ADMIT those feelings she worked hard to bury down deep. " so YOU gonna quit your stupid shit, or not? you think you outta protect me but what about YOU? who's protecting you? "
𝐚 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞 𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫 , a momentary lapse in judgment was now costing him everything. " do you hear yourself right now ? this ain't some fucking game. people will come after you , to get to me , do you not understand that ? " his voice growled, deep timbre mirroring the abyss in his eyes. haggard appearance bore testimony to countless sleepless nights , his mind consumed with worry for his family and loved ones , but her above all .
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" how about YOU stop doing stupid shit and then i'll stop doing shit. sound like a deal? "
open to f someone he's protective of . thinking best friends / will they wont they / skinny love type plot.
" if you keep doing stupid shit like this , you're going to get yourself killed . you know that right ? "
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" and YOU'RE a fucking prick . "
" i don't need this shit right now ─── we had a good time last night , leave it at that . "
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