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aftrhrsss​:”

thanks to the constant praise and validation from his loved ones, dakota was self-assured and comfortable with who he was. but he had moments of uncertainty regarding his importance in the lives of other people. right now was one of those times. he was sure that sage wouldn’t want to see him after he’d been gone for so long. as far as he knew, she lived a quiet, peaceful life. he didn’t think she would tolerate any commotion or interruptions of her peace. the life that he lived was fast paced, scheduled and all over the place. dating a well known athlete who played for one of the most popular clubs in the world wasn’t for the faint of heart. the last thing he wanted to do was drag sage into the lifestyle just so he didn’t have to be alone. and honestly, he expected her to reject him and send him back to los angeles. but he was pleasantly surprised by her reaction and felt himself relax. the act of opening her front door to him must have symbolized that she still kept a space for him to come back, whenever that would be. he just had to make sure he didn’t take advantage of that or expect her to always welcome him with open arms. sage’s time was valuable, and he didn’t want to be stupid and lose his privileges to it. “oh! thanks.” he replied, eagerly following her lead. “i, uh, was in the area.” actually, he went completely out of his way to be here. but she didn’t need to know that. “first thing’s first … i’m sorry. i know that doesn’t mean much, but i really am. these past few years have been crazy. not an excuse to basically go awol, i know. i just - i’m so sorry that i left you in the dust. i thought about messaging you or calling you, but i guess i never knew what to say. and as i’m admitting this, i realized that it’s also not an excuse.”

sage raises an eyebrow as she listens to dakota explain himself. her usual sweet and soft demeanor shifting as he continues. her trust issues had grown immensely since he left and she wasn’t sure who she could trust anymore. sage is smart enough to know that resenting him for leaving is useless. it couldn’t change anything and she’d never ask someone to stick around for her sake. it’s all about free will in her mind. “yeah,” she starts off. her tone trailing off in a disingenuous fashion. “i’m sure life has been crazy.” sage’s attention gazes back toward her drink-- trying to muster up what to say next. “i’m glad you’re doing alright,” she mutters, deciding it’s the most neutral way to respond. sage used to talk dakota’s ear off for hours, now she’s at a loss for words. she can’t give away too much. she’s done it every time before, and where has that gotten her? a standstill. sage has always been the one too give, but not too much this time. she only wants to protect whatever sanity remains. “i guess we took our own paths in life. we’re different people now.” which is really only an assumption, she just doesn’t know dakota anymore. “i just spent the summer in mexico,” she immediately switches topics. “i stayed with my family -- but it was definitely a summer to remember. just got back home last week.” sage reaches for a glass from her cabinet and motion’s it toward dakota, nodding toward her array of alcohol she brought home from her trip. “you want a drink?”

homebody by nature, sage was already settled in for the night. she enjoyed the peace and quiet that her space provided. it had always been that way. growing up with parents who farm, sage always learned to start the day early and wind down as the sun fell. dim lights, tv set as background noise, and her favorite drink on the rocks. sage began to shut things down for the evening until she heard a ring at the door. “who?” sage stopped in her tracks, listening for any trace of another noise. her fingernails tap against the granite, trying to determine the level of fear she should have. sage peaked through the window, catching the glimpse of someone’s figure on the other side. slowly she unlatched her door and revealed dakota on the other side. “what the hell?” the words barely make it out as she tries to catch her breath. it’s been years. three years, actually. no trace of dakota except for what she could catch on tv. sage’s parents were always so fond of dakota, and diehard football fans, so when his career began to take off her family was always rooting for him. but, it was hard for sage. watching someone so special to her take on the world without her. acceptance was always her strong suit, so sage carried on even when she felt like a piece of her was missing without him. her gaze carries along the garden, making sure no one else was following. “come inside.” sage clears a path for him and shuts the door. a smile creeps to the corner of her mouth as she tries to think of what to say next. “you know,” sage trailed back over to her drink, fingers tapping again, “my dad still has one of your jersey’s hanging up.” she giggles, thinking of how proud her father was. “what the hell are you doing here, dakota?”

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homebody by nature, sage was already settled in for the night. she enjoyed the peace and quiet that her space provided. it had always been that way. growing up with parents who farm, sage always learned to start the day early and wind down as the sun fell. dim lights, tv set as background noise, and her favorite drink on the rocks. sage began to shut things down for the evening until she heard a ring at the door. “who?” sage stopped in her tracks, listening for any trace of another noise. her fingernails tap against the granite, trying to determine the level of fear she should have. sage peaked through the window, catching the glimpse of someone’s figure on the other side. slowly she unlatched her door and revealed dakota on the other side. “what the hell?” the words barely make it out as she tries to catch her breath. it’s been years. three years, actually. no trace of dakota except for what she could catch on tv. sage’s parents were always so fond of dakota, and diehard football fans, so when his career began to take off her family was always rooting for him. but, it was hard for sage. watching someone so special to her take on the world without her. acceptance was always her strong suit, so sage carried on even when she felt like a piece of her was missing without him. her gaze carries along the garden, making sure no one else was following. “come inside.” sage clears a path for him and shuts the door. a smile creeps to the corner of her mouth as she tries to think of what to say next. “you know,” sage trailed back over to her drink, fingers tapping again, “my dad still has one of your jersey’s hanging up.” she giggles, thinking of how proud her father was. “what the hell are you doing here, dakota?”

@pasteldivine the past couple of years had been a whirlwind for dakota. ever since he became a public figure with a sizable following, he didn't have much time for anything other than his work. that wasn't to say that he never tried. his friends from childhood tried their best to keep in contact with him, and he did his best to respond to them. but the nine hour time difference between his hometown and current location made it damn near impossible for him to catch anyone at a reasonable time. and every time he made plans to come around during the off season, something else caught his attention. but this time he was determined to follow through on his promise to never let fame get to his head. quickly, he hopped out of his taxi and tipped the driver generously for driving him all the way from the airport to sage's farm. and then he walked into her garden, immediately getting lost in the serenity of everything. god, it was so nice to slow down and take in everything around him. he just hoped that sage wasn't too mad at him for being awol for the past three years. after he was done checking out the plants, he rung the doorbell and rocked back and forth on his heels.

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text meme | send one for a..

( 😂 ) an embarrassing text

( 😊 ) a cute text

( 😉 ) a suggestive text

( 😍 ) a text about their crush

( 😜 ) a drunk text 

( 🙈 ) a text meant for someone else 

( 😭 ) a depressed text 

( 🤬 ) a pissed off text 

( 🤢 ) a sick text

( 😴 ) a half-asleep text

( 😇 ) an innocent text

( 🤗 ) a supportive text 

( 💗 ) a loving text 

( 💀 ) a threatening text

( 👀 ) a text about something he/she saw 

( 🗣 ) an announcement text

( 👻 ) a text from someone else using their phone 

( 😩 ) a worried text

( 😢 ) an apologetic text

( 🌞 ) an early morning text

( 🌟 ) a late night text

( 🍑 ) a sexy selfie text 

( 🖕 ) an argumentative text

( 🍆 ) a naughty text

( 😱 ) a scared text

( 🙊 ) a text that was never sent

( ❗❗ ) an urgent text

( ☕ ) a ‘spilling tea’ text

( 🙋 ) a text confessing to something

( 🙏 ) a pleading text

( 💅 ) a bitchy text

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Mary Oliver, “Dogfish”, from Dream Work

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hi, like this for a reverse starter call !

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OPEN STARTER - plot idea - a plot where muse a and b hate each other. and by hate, i mean completely and utterly loathe one another. they turn on their heel and walk out of a room when they spot each other, they insult each other at every opportunity they get, and they’d rather sit on a spinning blade than spend time together doing anything but screaming at each other – unless they’re fucking. as much as they can’t stand one another, they drive each other crazy, good crazy, in bed.

"seeing you has been a great reminder not to be the bigger person," sage set her drink down, eyes slowly creeping up to make direct contact. hiding her frustration isn't among sage's list of talents. when something got under her skin, it would leach onto her in until it began to eat away at her. for that, sage always spoke her mind -- good or bad. "it's only a few hours, it can't be this hard to get along for a few, mindless hours." the words drag steadily. "it's our friend's birthday and you know this party means a lot to her. i mean, everyone stopped what they were doing to be here, and she couldn't look any happier." sage's gaze softened as she peered at her friend. she would do anything to make this night worth remembering. "she's been through a lot this past year. we both know this." sage tries to focus up but in the midst of her own rant she's overcome by this rush of attraction for the other that she immediately swallows down. the tension followed by immediate confusion shielded by her own audacious attitude. sage refused to let them see the hint of desire that lies beneath her hatred. "so-- could you at least try not to be unsufferable for the rest of the night?"

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nonmorrisgardens

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hi, wow...i literally haven't been active in SO long. i miss rp & sage a lot ugh...i kinda wanna write some things tbh

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koda and i miss you 😭😭😭

HIIIII, IMYSM 🫶🏾🫶🏾🫶🏾

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plot ideas i really like atm

‘i got into an argument with my long-term partner, and you’re the hot stranger i met at the bar and fell into bed with. now i’ve made up with my partner, but i can’t stop thinking about you.’

‘i really hate my shitty job, and i was about to hand in my notice, but you just introduced yourself as my new colleague, and oh my god you’re really cute.’

‘you’re my best friends siblings and i just accidentally sent you a nude, but you replied and now we’re sexting.’

‘i see you all the time at my favourite book/record/coffee shop, and i’m almost concerned that you’re stalking me.’

‘we’ve been friends for years and i’m in love with you, but you’re always dating someone.’

‘we dated for a really long time, but you broke up with me so now i’m going to do anything i can to make you jealous.’

‘i’m staying in your air bnb, and you offered to show me the sights and now i think i have a crush on you.’

‘i teased you in high school because i had a crush on you, but it’s the reunion and i just want to apologise.’

‘i’m planning my wedding, but i’m not really into it, and you’re my wedding planner, and i’m way more into you.’

‘we’re both single parents, and our kids keep fighting and every time we have to go into school for another meeting, i end up liking you more.’

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HEADCANON MEME: LOVE EDITION

😍 - How important is “I love you” to my muse? Why is it/is it not so important?

🥰 - Does my muse believe in love at first sight? If so, why do they believe it?

😘 - Does my muse want to fall in love

😻 - When does my muse say “I love you”? Does it take some time to do it?

💋 - Is my muse a hopeless romantic?

👶🏻 - When does my muse bring up the idea of having children with their partner?

👰🏻 - Does my muse want to be married?

💍 - How does my muse react to intially being proposed to? Are they emotional?

💐 - What is my muse’s favorite type of flower and do they like receiving flowers?

🍽 - Does my muse prefer going out with their significant other for lunch or dinner

🎭 - What kind of dates does my muse like going on when with their partner?

💃🏻 - Does my muse dance with their partner? If they do, are they any good?

💒 - Does my muse want a big or small wedding? And where do they want it?

📽 - Does my muse videotape their wedding? If so, what is the reason?

⚰️ - How would my muse react to the death of their significant other? Why?

💌 - Has my muse ever received a love letter? If they have, did they like it?

🎉 - Does my muse celebrate their anniversary with their significant other

❤️ - When did my muse first fall in love?

💟 - Have my muse’s beliefs about love ever changed and if they have, how?

💔 - Has my muse ever really gotten heartbroken? If so, by who were they?

📝 - Does my muse write love letters?

🔐 - Does my muse protect their heart? If so, why do they protect their heart?

🎵 - Does my muse have a song with their significant other? What is the song?

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𝖋𝖎𝖗𝖘𝖙 𝖉𝖆𝖙𝖊 𝖒𝖊𝖒𝖊 ♡

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hi everyone, i know it’s been a long time since i’ve been active. i miss indie so much & i miss all of my threads!!! i’m getting my new laptop tomorrow so i officially will be active again. i’m so sorry to everyone that hasn’t heard from me in a while & thank you to all of my friends who have been understanding about my break from rp.

i really can’t wait to write again so if you’re interesting in starting our thread up again/ starting a new thread pls like this & i will message you!

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rcsecolor​.

“honestly sage you are one hard girl to please.” the male said jokingly. “you get along with me don’t you? you’re a lil cat, i’m a big wolf dog. cats are very much aggressive and don’t take no for an answer and have no problem putting you in your place.” he took another bite out of his food and washed it down with a drink. “can’t knock having a dog without having one.” though the best thing about having a cat is that you didn’t have to take them out and they were always doing their own thing. “alright fine. we’ll go to the animal shelter tomorrow and see what they have to offer. how does that sound?”

“i think that’s a cute way to put it. i think that’s the energy we both radiate.” sage was beautiful and lovable. clever and lucky as could be. angelo was loyal and protective. “i guess that’s fair. i think we should keep our eyes peeled for a cat. maybe even a kitten. i just adore how tiny and warm they are. i think clyde would love to have someone to run around with. now that he’s getting bigger i keep getting these waves of nostalgia reminding me of when he was tiny. clyde bonded with you way more than he bonded with me. he was supposed to be my cat but you stole him away from me.”

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rcsecolor.

 “hey. when food is good, i’ll eat as much as i want. i’m sure if my mom was around, you and here would continue to bag me.” the male shook his head. he did wonder from time to time how his parents and his girlfriend would be together. he could only imagine that they would love her. she was the one that turned his life completely around. he remembered his mom tried to not be so reckless when he was in school but clearly he hadn’t listen. angelo reached out and took sage’s hand, giving it a small squeeze. “baby you know we have our fair share of arguments. but a cat is not gonna be the one that divides us. another sigh had escaped his lips and scratched the back of his head. “okay…what about a guinea pig?” truly he wouldn’t oppose of another cat but he wasn’t going to give sage that satisfaction. “or a dog?”

“well, in that case i’ll take that as a compliment.” an overwhelming sense of pride swarmed over her to see him eat as much of her food as he does. when angelo asked for seconds sage felt successful. “guinea pig? they smell gross too but they are really cute.” sage didn’t want to settle for any sort of rodent. “do you really think clyde will get along with a dog? then you have to train them, take them outside. i think a cat is a lot more practical. don’t you?”