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✧ i was your robot companion and you were my favorite color.

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Becky G via instagram

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𝑷𝑳𝑶𝑻 𝑺𝑯𝑶𝑷 :: i am desperate for an arranged marriage plot (mafia vibes are more than welcome). muse a is the golden girl, perfect, untouchable, while muse b is the reckless, womanizing son who’s always causing trouble. they get married for family business reasons, and muse a absolutely despises muse b, but here’s the twist: muse b is secretly head-over-heels for her. give me that tension, that burning hate from muse a while muse b quietly yearns for her. muse a even suggests that muse b can keep his lovers and do whatever he wants, but muse b? he’s already in too deep to accept anyone else. i need all the angst, the passion, and the slow-burn realization that these two are bound to crash into each other. please, i need this in my life! if you also need this in your life, like this post or send me a message !!

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♡ stas karanikolaou via tiktok ( prettylittlething )

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even in arcadia is a work of art.

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YOU 3.01 "And They Lived Happily Ever After"

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she knew it was a bad idea to go out tonight. the past few months had been miserable even despite hiding it with a smile. standing with her friends she sipped her drink, her eyes drifting around the crowd before her mouth fell open slightly. " no fucking way. " the words spilled from her mouth before she could stop them. seeing him standing in the same room as her was not on her bingo card for this week. turning to her friends they all looked over her shoulder seeing him. excusing herself to the bathroom she made her way toward him almost out of instinct. it had been months since that last night with him - months since her world came crashing down. hearing his voice she looked up at him, she didn't know what to say. scarlet was lost for words for the first time in her life. she had done so many wrong things, cheated, lied, hell not speaking up about her own feelings but that didn't matter now. " yeah, tell me about it. how've you been? " her tone was cold despite her deserving him to ghost her.

open to: f + mutuals / non-mutuals welcome. muse: cooper (26 ; songwriter, drummer in a band + car mechanic) - read more here. plot: based on.

❝ fuck , ❞ cursing the minute her eyes lock with his , he looks away immediately. his eyes surveying for the quickest exit , when his band decided to go to a party he genuinely assumed this wouldn't be an issue. even less of a concern with how easily he avoided her for months. doesn't make it far before she's in front of him. cooper swallows his anxiety and shame , forcing a smile too wide. ❝ hey , long time no see. ❞ is that an asshole thing to say ? he doesn't much care right now.

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♡ TARA YUMMY via tiktok ( tarayummy )

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i need someone to build a mumu world of just toxic, up and down, angsty relationships and friendships - like a dark side of the world kinda thing. drug dealers, motorcycle crews, secret clubs.

i'll give anything for something dark and twisted.

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miles shook his head. it was smart to be cautious, but the world had ended and two people traveling together was better than one. he was following behind her listening. reaching for her arm to get her to stop he looked at her. "you don't know if i'd slow you down." he retorted sharply. "for all i know you're the liability and would leave me out to dry." he stepped back leaning against a tree. it was a tough decision, and the real reason he was tired of being alone. "come on, how about we give it a try? if i slow you down you can cut me loose and i'll go the opposite way." reaching out his hand toward her he gave her a small smirk, "i'm miles."

all santana had to do was keep walking. if there was anything she learned early on was to trust no one. everyone was out there for themselves in this shit hole. santana didnt turn her head back to respond. " sticking together would cause you to slow me down." she said. " you're a liability. instead of watching my own ass, i'd have to watch yours. and who is to say you wouldn't leave me out to dry when the moment gets tough? find someone else to tag along with."

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"yeah, i heard about it." he replied coldly. he wasn't a fan of the situation, let alone of the guy she mentioned. their relationship was always up and down, more down than up. yet, brayden refused to let her go. he knew it was psychopathic behavior but he didn't care. she would always be his, even if she accepted it or not. "it's not an idea i particularly would be able to get behind..." he paused for a moment, a smile tugging at his lips, "besides we both know that moving on isn't something you can do want to consider." he knew exactly how to get under lola's skin. watching her movements closely, brayden took a risk and took another step closer. his tone low, eyes locked on hers. "come on, be honest what do you see in that guy?"

her  arms  remained  crossed,  tighter  now,  like  she  needed  the  it  to  keep  herself  from  slipping  back  into  old  habits.  hearing  her  nickname  fall  from  his  lips,  even  out  of  sarcasm,  made  her  yearn  for  a  version  of  them  that  no  longer  existed.  "  should've  known  that's  what  this  was  about,  "  jealousy.  possession.  gaze  averted  as  he  moved  in  closer,  making  the  conscious  effort  to  lock  her  knees  so  that  they  wouldn't  weaken  under  his  pressure.  "  you  heard  about  me  and  nick,  right  ?  "  how  he'd  asked  her  to  be  official.  she  hadn't  said  yes,  but  that  wasn't  any  business  of  a  guy  who  cut  her  loose  for  his  own  reasons.  "  you  just  can't  stand  the  idea  of  me  moving  on,  can  you  ?  "

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getting to all my replies tonight and tomorrow, activity is going back up for a bit now that my writers block is lifting.

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 ›     HORROR   TENSION   STARTERS   PT   I. 

"Don’t   turn   around."

"Did   you   hear   that?"

"You’re   not   alone   here."

"It’s   already   too   late."

"Something’s   watching   us."

"Stay   quiet.   Stay   still."

"They’re   right   behind   you."

"I   wouldn’t   go   in   there."

"Whatever   you   do,   run."

"Keep   the   lights   on."

"I   saw   it   move."

"Don't   let   it   see   you."

"You’re   shaking."

"It   knows   your   name."

"I   can   smell   the   blood."

"Don’t   breathe.   Not   yet."

"It’s   inside   the   house."

"Close   the   door.   Now."

"You   weren’t   supposed   to   survive."

"They’re   coming   for   you."

"It's   already   inside   you."

"I   told   you   not   to   look."

"You're   not   safe   with   me."

"It’s   feeding   on   us."

"This   place   is   cursed."

"Why   are   you   smiling?"

"I’m   not   alone   in   here."

"You’re   bleeding."

"You're   not   you   anymore."

"Get   away   from   me."

"Don’t   trust   what   you   see."

"I   heard   it   whisper."

"It’s   wearing   your   face."

"You   weren’t   supposed   to   find   this."

"The   walls   are   listening."

"We’re   trapped   with   it."

"You’re   next."

"You’re   too   late."

"Did   you   lock   the   door?"

"It’s   already   in   your   head."

"Stop   smiling.   It’s   not   funny."

"That   wasn’t   me."

"You   brought   it   here."

"It’s   under   the   bed."

"You   should’ve   stayed   dead."

"It’s   not   over   yet."

"They   never   left."

"This   isn’t   real...   is   it?"

"It’s   learning."

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tucking his hands in his pockets he stopped moving for a moment. he watched her closely, how her arms seemed to become a barrier between them. brayden wasn't the best, he knew that - accepted it even. "ah, always so charming lo." he smirked. letting her go was the best choice for her, but he wasn't able to. any time they were out at the same place, a bar, or a party he always kept lola in his sight. "i like to keep my eyes on what's mine," he was a few inches from her looking down, challenging her.

her  eyes  drink  in  every  inch  of  him  as  he  stands  to  his  full  height,  arms  instinctively  crossing  over  her  chest  like  a  shield  of  protection.  "  you're  incredibly  hard  to  miss,  "  and  not  just  because  every  moment  of  their  relationship  felt  like  a  losing  battle  but,  "  every  time  i  look  up,  there  you  are.  it's  like  you're  afraid  to  let  me  out  of  your  sight  or  something.  "

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"funny thing that you mention that." brayden commented, his body standing up from his seated position taking a step toward them. "i've been hearing some whispers of you missing me."

"  it's  not  like  i'm  still  all  over  you.  "

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ʚɞ miles brewer | based off twd/tlou anything zombies, our muses ran into each other at the beginning stages of the apocalypse. open to m/f | potential romantic interest/possible frenemies

"hey wait up!" it was the first person he had run into in weeks. miles wasn't sure where he was going but he knew they could help each other. "don't you think sticking together would be a better idea?"