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Andrew Garfield as Henrik Gibson AFTER THE HUNT 2025 — dir. Luca Guadagnino

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Trista Mateer, from a poem featured in her collection titled The Dogs I Have Kissed

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Michael Cimino MOTORHEADS | S01E06

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there was something in the way he said it , the way his hands felt on her shoulders , the way he was looking at her , all bloodied up from stepping in for her . it was a feeling that was always there , always lurking somewhere beneath the surface , but it was much harder to push it down and ignore it then . blame the alcohol , blame the adrenaline , but it made her feel even more fidgety . nervous . something she wasn't supposed to feel around him . not like that . so she averted her eyes , went back to scanning the area for any unwanted visitors .

" in that case , i'm forcing you to watch the last episode of love island with me . " really , she wouldn't . she would probably take a shower , change into pajamas she had left at his place , give the dogs kisses then crash . hopefully . she wasn't sure how much she wanted to think tonight . it seemed easier to put it all off until tomorrow , when they were both sobered up and his cuts had healed over a little , when the memory of the way her ex was looking at her was not as fresh on her mind . her breath caught in her throat when the car pulled up , she tensed only to untense when he spoke , realizing it was the uber they were waiting for . not someone else .

pia nodded in confirmation , letting her gaze meet his again . and there it was , that same feeling . there was no way she could make herself look away this time , she couldn't even make herself breathe , but it wasn't panic that was embracing her . he started to speak , and without thinking , she started to stand on her toes —

then the car horn , and she jumped back , like she had just been burned . she had no idea what he was about to say , but she could only hope he hadn't noticed the way she was staring at him , leaning towards him . maybe he thought she was going to hug him again . shaking whatever daze she had been in off of her , feeling her cheeks redden , she let out a forced laugh at his crying comment , hoping he didn't notice the way her fingers were trembling in his hand , or chalked it up to nerves from the fight as they piled into the car .

it was a short ride , but it felt like half a year , with pia trying to look anywhere but tristian , trying not to think about anything at all , until finally , the surroundings outside of the car window became more familiar . " come on . " she was already opening the door , sliding out of the seat before the car had pulled to a complete park . giving the driver a quick thank you , she didn't even look as she found tristian's hand , pulling him out behind her , starting the trek to home . his home . he didn't have to dig for a key , she had her own , and her free hand had already pulled it out of her bag , in a rush to get away from the rest of the world , to somewhere safe . the safest place on earth . " let's get you properly cleaned up . "

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Tristian took the few steps towards Pia until he stood in front of her. He leaned over and placed his hands on her arms, gently gripping. "I know you are. That doesn't mean you always have to be," he told her, trying to keep his voice even. His head wasn't spinning in the way he was dizzy, but he had so many thoughts and feelings stirring in his mind that it was a cyclone. When she asked if he could stay at his place, he almost rolled his eyes. "I assumed you already were staying." She could stay forever if she wanted, and he hoped she knew that. Mostly, he wanted to make sure she was safe. He didn't want her to have to be alone. It was his job to keep an eye on her and fight anything that came her way. At least, he felt it was his duty.

He could tell she was scared, maybe just nervous, but on edge regardless. Tristian hated the fact that she had to feel this way at all. As the pieces to a puzzle he didn't know he was a part of began to connect, he swallowed hard and told himself it was the drinks. It was all the drinks. He shouldn't feel so covetous over her. As he looked down and found her eyes with his, the whole world stopped. It was just the two of them, and nothing else mattered. His breath got caught in his throat, and he was at a loss for words. He'd gaze forever if he could.

When Tristian forced himself to look elsewhere, after saying nothing for too long, he spoke. "I don't want to be alone tonight, either." He exhaled somewhat shakily. "I'm...I'm not worried about you keeping me awake." He doubted he would sleep much, anyway. Tristian looked back at her after he saw a car pulling over in front of the bar. "Is that the right car?" he asked, hoping it was their uber so they could go home back to his place. One of his hands dropped from her arms, the other sliding down her arm until he found her hand. Why did his heart just skip a beat? He tugged her closer, eyes scanning the area. There was no way in hell he was going to let something happen again or escalate. His eyes fell back on her, mouth slightly agape as he looked down at her. "Pia...I, um..." A loud beep from the nearby car startled him, and the thought was gone. He looked over at the car, then back at Pia. "Come on. Before they have to wait an extra thirty seconds and start crying."

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BAILEE MADISON on INSTAGRAM

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" is that so ? " her eyes were practically shining , a hand on her hip as brianna stared at the other , finding the competitiveness endearing . it was fun . she liked someone that could match her energy . " that's okay , baby , " she repeated the pet name , " i play better when i've got something to prove . "

a low chuckle escaped bria as she leaned back, eyeing brianna with a mix of amusement and challenge. "oh, i expected something, alright. just not that." she smirked, crossing a leg over the other. "you got lucky, that's all. but double or nothing?" her eyebrow arched. "don't threaten me with a good time, baby. i play better when there's more on the line."

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" obviously not . you aren't capable of making trash . that's why it's disappointing to see you selling yourself short . " but he got it . she was , at least , selling . there was a reason starving artists starved . unfortunately for him , he was too stubborn to follow her footsteps , though ( and he would never let her hear him say so ) he knew it was the smart thing to do . " but don't tell me my art isn't good when you know i put everything i have into it , just because it doesn't sell like yours . "

Of course, he would try and turn this around on her. Make it seem like she wasn't a real artist because she made sure her work was gaining popularity. But once she was popular, that was when she could shift her work and make it more like what she was passionate about, but SooMin wasn't going to apologize for wanting to make a living off of it. "Bold of you to call me a sellout. And I don't sell anything I'm not proud of, I'm not out here peddling trash."

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" i don't — that wasn't part of the . . . " he trailed off , wincing at what he hoped was a rhetorical question . he knew how awful this made him look , hell , how awful this made him . he felt like the scum of the earth , both for agreeing to it and for not telling her sooner . " indu , i'm . . . i'm sorry . i know that doesn't make it better . i didn't mean to hurt you . " though , he guessed he did , if he really thought about it . that was what he had signed up to do , wasn't it ? " no . yes . no . i feel bad because no one deserves that , but i feel worse because it's you , and i know you don't . "

"You realize that now. After spending so much time together and taking me out on multiple dates...would you have gotten extra if I had slept with you or what?" Her voice was starting to rise, getting more unhinged even though she was trying to keep it under control. "Did you ever think that maybe you shouldn't have done it? Like at all?" It felt like such a horrible thing to do to anyone. She knew she hadn't been the best girlfriend, she had ended things in a bad way, but she didn't think she deserved something like this. "Is that why you feel badly? Because you like me?"

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" i don't know , i guess it depends . " he knew he wasn't being fair but he was only teasing . mostly . he couldn't help but want to wipe that smug expression from her face , convince her she wasn't better than him in all the ways she seemed to believe . " do you like making art you're proud of , or do you like being a sell out ? "

"I didn't realize making art people actually buy is taking the easy route." SooMin retorted, giving him a smug look. Between the two of them, she knew she'd had more sales, but that had started after making her art simpler. Things that weren't difficult for the idiots walking around this city to understand.

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" i . . . i know , that it's fucked up , and i shouldn't have . " he had been in a bind , had needed the money . . . well , his mother had needed the money , and he agreed to it without thinking about how awful it actually was . farley swallowed the lump rising in his throat , the way she was staring at him making him feel even worse . " i should have told you sooner , but i was afraid you'd hate me , and . . . i didn't expect to actually . . . fall for you in the process . "

open: m/nb ( 21+ if romantic, age gaps welcome ) muse: indu rajani, game developer inspo: here, indu being the one who was being tricked!

"Wh - what?" The world around her froze slowly, the words taking ages to process in her mind as she tried to keep herself together. "He paid you to...to date me? So, you've been lying this whole time?" Her back was eerily straight, like she would snap in two if she moved even an inch. Both physically and emotionally.

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MUSE : brianna riddick , 29 , she / her , bi , kindergarten teacher . LOCATION : a bar , arcade , putt putt , bowling alley , vegas poker table , etc , anywhere she could have beat them at a game . FOR : open to m / f / nb , 25 + ! ( this is probably a first date , new relationship , someone she's crushed on / flirted with for awhile , a secret fwb , anything that works for your character ; she made a bet that if she won they would have to kiss her / buy her another drink / take a clothing item off / whatever sounds the most fun to you ! )

" i know you didn't expect little ol' me to pull that off , " brianna teased , unable to keep herself from grinning at them as she celebrated her win , " but a bet is a bet , shark or not . unless you want to go double or nothing ? "

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" hey , if you want to make art that doesn't make people think , just say that . " it took all of his self control to not roll his eyes at her remark , knowing very well that she wanted to get under his skin . he couldn't give her the satisfaction . so he smiled . " i won't judge you for sticking to the easy route . "

"Doesn't that mean you aren't a very good artist if people are misinterpreting what it's meant to convey?" She knew that wasn't how it worked, that was art school one-oh-one, but SooMin was never going to miss an opportunity to give Matty shit. Especially when she knew how much he got annoyed by it.

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MUSE : colin daniels , 27 , he / him , bi , football player .  LOCATION : one of their places , a bar , restaurant , park , whatever works !  FOR : open to m / f / nb , 25 + ! ( this is someone he has either been dating or hooking up with , they had some sort of arrangement , and colin definitely does not deserve them but has fallen hard . he's self - absorbed and never had any real lingering feelings for someone , he's always been on the other side of it , so he doesn't know how to deal with them putting an end to whatever they have . )

" so it's over . just like that ? " blindsided , colin couldn't stop the hurt from flashing across his face . it almost felt like a joke , but they were clearly not laughing . he knew he wasn't quite as attentive as he probably should have been , and if he really tried he could probably find a hundred reasons they wouldn't want to continue down this path , but still , part of him refused to believe it . " don't . . . don't do this . why are you doing this to me ? "

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tati knew she wasn't the most approachable with the way she dressed nor the way she acted , and she wouldn't have it any other way . even after the last decade of people proving that everyone wasn't awful , and some people could be trusted . . . it still seemed like too much of a gamble to get close to anyone . so outside of her family , she kept her walls up and her socialization to a minimum . which was why the knock on the door surprised her , almost as much as the explanation for it . the poor young woman looked so nervous that she softened her harsh exterior slightly , just enough for delilah to know she wasn't going to yell at her , amusement in her lifted brows . " are you asking me to break into your apartment ? "

open to   :   m  /  f / nb. plot  :  can't find the freaking post but the typical good x bad dy where they're neighbors! delilah just got back from a date iwth a guy from church that went.. awful and now she's locked outside her apartment. cut to her knocking on your muses door!

she’d checked her purse three times now, as if the jingling of her keys might magically appear from a hidden pocket. but of course not. the night hadn’t gone great to begin with; dinner had been awkward, full of long silences and forced smiles, and now this. stranded outside her apartment in her sunday best, cheeks still flushed from the walk home. she turned with hesitation to the door just across the hall, and her stomach twisted. she’d never spoken to them after her first few hi's in the hallway were ignored. the idea of knocking sent a wave of anxiety down her spine. but delilah didn't know what else to do. her phone was dead and the tenant was likely sleeping. couldn't stay out all night, could she? eventually, she raised her hand, hesitated for a beat too long, then knocked once. " hi.. " soft voice mumurs when door opens. " i -- i locked myself out. i don't... my phones dead." a beat, she shuffles side to side anxiously. "can you help me?"

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" and you think that me being there is better than being there alone ? " she had far too much faith in him , if that was the case . at least she didn't have to worry about him breaking anyone's nose ; he'd probably be too busy making a fool of himself in some other , random way . " honestly , i'm flattered , and you had me at bougie food . thing is , though , i haven't worn a tux since high school , and that thing is definitely not fitting me anymore . how long do i have to get a new one ? "

OPEN TO            :            males and females. PLOT            :         margot comes from a high class family that she’s kind of the blacksheep of because she’s self destructive and chaotic. she has to attend her sisters wedding but doesn’t wanna do it alone / doesn’t want her parents to barade her with questions so she invites your muse as her date ! could be an ex, a friend, someone she just met, enemy, anything <3 

“ i’m not asking you to pretend to be anything. i am simply asking you to just show face with me for a few hours so i don’t have to deal with my sister’s annoying you know, if you’d stop hooking up with strangers at bars and took yourself serious, maybe you’d have a date ! sl.t shaming rant. otherwise i’m going to end up breaking her nose again and then it’ll be my fault her wedding weekend is ruined. c’mon. a bunch of rich people means a bunch of bougie, yummy food. plus, it calls for some good entertainment if you like to witness the whole my expenses are bigger than yours passive aggressiveness rich people like to do. “