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“is that your hand on my leg?” (Any muse! <3)

Santiago ran his tongue over his lips, his dark eyes glancing to the blonde as he smirked. “Yeah, I decided it was time do what we both wanted.” He gave her thigh a squeeze, letting his fingers tease at the sensitive skin there. “Tell me to stop.” 

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“movies are made for watching, not for asking questions.” (From bree)

Finn’s brow furrowed as he sat back. He could tell she was annoyed because of her tone, but he couldn’t it. He was really lost, and at an hour in, he just had to ask. “So when do they do something with that notebook that this movie is named after?” 

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“are you even wearing pants??”-> You pick the muse, against my Spence.

Puck looked down at his bare waist then back to the screen on his phone, wondering how he even knew to ask. “Are you asking me because you really wanna know or are you asking for a dick pic?” 

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“we should cuddle… for warmth.” (Sam)

Sam looked over at Mercedes in surprise. He was still unsure of how he’d gotten her to agree to come camping in the first place. They were still in that “friends zone” space despite all of his trying. She just never seemed to take him seriously. It was like she thought he hit on all of the girls in their office, but he was so not that guy. Okay, so he’d slept with two of them, but it wasn’t anything serious. She had to know that because here she was, and now she wanted to cuddle. 

There were a number of things that hard about have a wide mouth and full lips, but hiding a grin, especially when you were feeling pretty smug was like trying to blend in as the Joker or something. He’d been after her for like six months, and now it was her chance. His left arm moved to the back of the camper’s couch behind where she sat, and he looked down his body then back to her. “I’m definitely okay with cuddling. Feel free to get really close.”

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Ma’am, you are doing the most right now. :P

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cuddly / platonic-ish memes

“your feet are cold.”

“movies are made for watching, not for asking questions.”

“you’re hogging the blankets!”

“we should cuddle… for warmth.”

“is that your hand on my leg?”

“scoot over.”

“can we watch something else? this is scary.” 

“are you shivering?” 

“if you start snoring, i won’t be responsible for what happens to you.”

“did you eat all the popcorn?”

“your hair keeps getting in my face.”

“are you even wearing pants??”

“stop kicking me!”

“you’re a good pillow.”

“do i look like a foot-rest to you?”

“do i look like a pillow to you?”

“i’m cold.”

“why can’t you ever just lay still?”

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Ask me my "TOP 5" anything!

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OOC: I would say I’m sorry for not being around, but I can’t. Life has been really tough lately, and I’m having a lot of person struggles. I thought about just deleting and disappearing, but I had just started to write with a bunch of talented players. If you’re still willing to write with me, I’d love to continue. 

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Baby Cory Monteith

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Could you please reblog this if it is okay to ask you straight up if you want to ship?

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OOC: I have returned after a week and a half of just self-care. What have I missed? 

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OOC: I apologize to my partners for being MIA, but the holidays kicked my ass, I started a second job yesterday, and tonight had some disheartening RP drama happening. It's been a long week, but I hope to be around tomorrow. Thank you for your patience.

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Happy Hanukkah: The Festival of Lights! (12/08/12 to 12/16/12)

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Out of My Element {Puck/Quinn}

Life sucked when your father was the mayor of your small town. It sucked even more when your grandfather was the local pastor. You felt like your life was under constant scrutiny, and not in the way that celebrities hounded by paparazzi were. It was far worse because everyone knew who you were, and you knew them. He’d had it far worse as the only male Fabray heir. So much was expected of him. He had to have the perfect grades, the perfect appearance, the perfect girlfriends...the last of those had proven to be a lot tougher than expected since he had absolutely no interest in the fairer sex. 

But he was Quinn Fabray, and being gay was not an option. It just was unheard of. Which was why he’d driven an hour out of the way just to go to the gay bar. He’d spent most of college having secret trysts with boys who knew how to be discreet, but he was in law school now. And the one thing you learned about lawyers in law school was, you couldn’t trust lawyers with any kind of secrets unless you wanted that to come bite you in the ass when you were least expecting it. And that was the last thing Quinn needed. So here he was in a place where no one should know or care who the fuck he was. 

He walked into the bar and saddled up to the bar and ordered a martini dry. He sat down on a stool and looked around, just taking in the other patrons. He wasn’t terribly impressed, but he guessed he couldn’t be picky in a place like this. 

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Bartending wasn’t exactly Finn’s dream job, but it was one of the few things that came naturally to him. It was kind of like science but cooler and there was less math involved. He’d started at the restaurant as a cook which only paid so much. Looking to pick up extra hours, he’d learned to work behind the bar. It took him about a month to completely switch over because the tips were insane. That had been two years ago, and he was still here. It wasn’t a dream job, but he didn’t mind it so much. 

He’d just started cleaning the dishes and restocking when Bree walked over. He liked Bree. She was funny, in a mean way, but she could also be really nice. At least, she seemed to be nice to him. She was also one of the hottest girls he’d ever seen, even if she reminded him a little of his high school girlfriend.  He offered her a little smile and leaned on the bar. “So...you want me to go?” he repeated. Sometimes they flirted. It wasn’t serious or anything, but it was fun. “Because I’ll go if you want me to.” He’d just planned to go home and watch some porn, but drinking with his coworkers was fun too.

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       Feet hurting far more than they ever had before, but with enough singles in her pocket to make a cheap stripper jealous, She wasn’t happy with being a waitress, but needing a source of income to help her grandparents, waitressing was her best bet. Thankfully it allowed for a flexible schedule. Picking up the last of the dishes and wiping down empty tables she sauntered over to the bar. As of late she had gotten into the habit of bothering the bartender. Even if he was as tall as a tree, and  was nice, he wasn’t like the usual guys Bree bothered with. He wasn’t an asshole and definitely wasn’t someone she wanted prying into her personal life. “Hey Finn,” she smiled setting down her rag. “So, some of us are going out for drinks later. You know other than the ones you make with the watered down top shelf tequila. If you’re up for actually drinking instead of being the DD, you should come out with us. At least then I’d have someone I can actually tolerate in the group.”