#socthinghq

[blindspct]

CLOSED STARTER FOR @socthinghq FT. DRAKE & MARK!!

as disappointed as drake was the last time that the two of them saw each other, he decided to give this all another go. after all, he did really enjoy mark's company and he didn't want to give this up already. so, he gave in to meeting up with him again. taking a deep breath as he approached him in front of their chosen destination, he followed it with a smile. "hey," he started, "do you...want to make grab some ice cream and then go for a walk? the weather's nice enough, don't you think?"

[whileurmine]

@socthinghq liked this for a lyric starter or two. (2/2)

"I, I wanna get inside, see what's on your mind." Jason smirked, "Do you think about me? I mean, you're always so goddamn cool 'round me. Do I even cross your mind?"

[etxrnaleclipse]

Cont. from @socthinghq || Theo and Angel (x)

He didn't tend to put himself out there that much, and even when he did he wouldn't let anyone in. He was a bit closed off, not wanting to let down his guard, but things had been going well so far with Angel and he wanted to give that a shot. He smiled over at the other and nodded. "I've been playing since I was five. I don't do much of it these days, but it tends to help me de-stress after a tough day at work."

[lostrnkets]

closed starter for @socthinghq ft. alex

the night had finally arrived – it tooks months of planning and dedication but he knew it’d be worth it once the question was popped. the set-up took his breathe away and that was saying something. lights surrounded the wooded area, they hung from trees, bushes, and whatever else was resourceful out here. the other loved the outdoors, so he knew asking the question in a place like this was perfect. the day wasn’t anything of significance, it was a random sunday afternoon. a day he hoped they’d never forget. once the final touches were added, he glanced at the clock and knew it was time to pick them up. He rushed to his vehicle and sent them a short text letting him know he was on the way and already alex's heart was racing, blood was pumping, and hands were covered in sweat.

[fadinglights]

continued from here, @socthinghq

“because  you  haven’t  proved  me  wrong  yet.”  yujun  replies  dryly,  exhaling  a  sigh  as  he  turns  around  to  find  the  man  already  making  himself  at  home.  how  typical.  he  raises  an  eyebrow  at  the  new  revelation,  his  gaze  sweeping  over  avin’s  distressed  expression,  noting  the  way  it  deepens  with  unspoken  worries.  clasping  his  hands  together  over  his  desk,  he  asks,  almost  too  matter-of-factly.  “have  you  copyrighted  them?”

[loveshard]

it was nothing but excuse after excuse. it was exhausting to listen to. xavier pretended to care before, when he thought his feelings meant something or change the trajectory of the conversation. now any ounce of concern from his face disappeared. "you can't or you won't?" he questioned, the answer standing right in his face. "what exactly are you sorry for? wasting my time or the fact that you're too scared to live your life on your own terms?"

jesus hated this. he was not the best with confrontation and he just wanted the best for xavier, so he could find someone who could be there for him one hundred percent and didn't need to live alongside a mess like him. he leaned on the table for a second as he heard him, and then went back to reply to him, trying to collect his thoughts. "it's not just this work, it's also all the work i have to do for college and all reunions and business trips i have to do for my dad, it's just a lot, and it's unfair to make you wait for someone." jesus felt like hitting himself with knifes, deeply wounding himself as he was giving up on someone he really liked. "i can make time for you, but... is it worth that what you get after waiting for so long... is..." and he stopped talking. jesus tried to hide his low self steem but sometimes it would just slip out like this. "anyway. i'm sorry."

[lostrnkets]

closed starter for @socthinghq ft. michael

he’s lost count at this point with the amount of times they’ve watched this film, it sort of turned into a tradition down the line, but his mind seemed to be floating elsewhere. fingers were tracing several figures in the other’s back, something he always did whenever they were in this close of space. his lips dared to press against their neck, preferring to turn this into a make-out session instead of viewing the same scenes he had seen a thousand times. “don’t you ever get tired of this movie?” he asked, knowing the obvious desired closeness weas clouding his judgment at the moment.

[h3rtzoom]

Starter for @socthinghq

"You know, people usually pay good money for me to make them breakfast. I mean, if you're not in a rush to leave."

[nvrlcnds]

Haneul could admit that he had quite the experience. He had been on the dating scene since he was a young teenager, and the teenage hormones had definitely won in most of his adolescent relationships. During recent years, he had a few partners but had fallen off with most of them when they didn't want to deal with how busy he was at times. Though he would be lying if he hadn't thought about his and Mark's relationship in a not-so-innocent way at least once, some what-ifs circled around in his mind when they were as close as this. "It's fine, babe, don't worry," Haneul said quietly, unable to stop himself from using the pet name in return. It had felt so right when Mark had let it sip earlier on, so he wanted to try and see how it felt for himself. It came out naturally, and there was no doubt that he liked the sound of it. Mark's touch relaxed him further, a feeling of fondness taking over. "What? Is the word too icky to say?" He joked lightly, scrunching his nose for extra effect. "But honestly? I have no idea. I have never gotten bad responses so I assume it's doing something." Since he was open about being experienced in those areas, the topic wasn't too taboo for him. Laughing lightly at being shown the pineapple option, he nodded. "You can even do half and half if you're not too crazy about 'em on your pizza. I'm willing to compromise."

Mark wasn't necessarily the most experienced person. He hadn't done anything beyond making out, maybe he didn't have time while taking care of his siblings or maybe he just didn't find the right person. And something about Haneul made his body feel different. It was like he had found it. Mark didn't want to think about that in that moment.

"Ok, I believe you, just don't…" he said, and then just took a second to appreciate teh moment they were having together. Haneul and Mark had been talking for awhile and everything was going great, and even thought he was missing on some responsabilities by staying like this with him, it felt good to be like this, to be close to him. His hand found the man's neck. To touch him.

Mark could feel goosebumps over his back as his attention was dragged to the hand movements the man was making to him. It felt good, to be touched, caresseed. Appreciated.

"You been eating pineapples just so your…" he didn't know the word, his face growing warmer as he tried to think of something. "you know, could get sweet? is this even real?" he chuckled.

Mark began ordering the pizza, and before he did order, of course with more than one dipping sauce, he turned to him showing the pineapple option. "you want this?" he teased.

[whileurmine]

@socthinghq

"Come on." Frank groaned, shaking at Logan's shoulder with a sigh. His ribs were still hurt, yes, very much so, but— "It will be fun. It's just swimming. Isn't swimming like, good for people who are injured? Low impact shit. I read that somewhere." He wasn't sure that was true, no, but it seemed true enough. "You, me, lake, fun, me leaving the house, no more tv, look at all the great things involved and us going to the quarry." Frank wasn't sure when he had had the idea, no, only that once he did, he couldn't shake it off. "What if I say please? Will you go if I say please?"

[socthinghq]

SOCTHINGHQ; semi-selective independent multi muse roleplay blog. mature content warning. pennned by pascal; be over twenty - one before interacting. writting for as long as i remember. nsfw content, but not exclusive to it. focused on soft man of color and their struggles. links under construction.

Guidelines. Sideblog for opposites, plots and memes. Open Starters. Muses. (mobile muses list.)

[lostwcnderlands]

there was a flicker of panic as the other remained limp, that grayson would lose him, and be truly alone in the town. stranger or not; the idea of being truly isolated within the mist put an icy clutch around his heart, and relief was manifested in inconsistent palpitations as he kept a gentle but secure hold on mark.

head shook, rejecting the idea of whatever couldn't be explained with science or reason. gray couldn't even go that route. " you could be in shock. " grayson mumbled, hesitating before trying to move them both, or help mark stand up. without more supplies, and with the mist ever-thickening, it was hard not to let his mind go wild with every worst possibility.

a howling wind sounded within the mist, reminding gray of how uncertain their surroundings were. glancing the direction of the flower shop, and knowing that was a lot easier to access than the hospital, he sighed && gave in. " you're still shaking like a leaf. " he warned, taking the weight of mark onto his own shoulders. mist swirled, trying to hide their path, and gray swallowed down the panic is his throat. " you know the way by heart, i hope... you'll need to guide me. "

everything was dark for a second. the only thing there was a haze. a grey haze, the same one that came with the storm, he couldn't feel his body, but he could feel the haze going through him. was that what they felt? or was he hallucinating? he didn't know, because before he could feel anything else, he was pushed back to existence.

the light went onto his eyes as he opened, feeling the gentle touch of the man as he tried to wake him up. "hey…" he whispered to him, noticing he was on the man's arms, feeling him close like that made him feel warm. and only then he noticed how cold the day was. "we will figure this out…" he repeated, taking a deep breath and trying to move, but his limbs yet hadn't waken up.

"mysticism?" he replied to him, it was the only option the man hadn't said. mark was pretty blank about those things, but it felt off to not put this option out there. the whole situation was weird already. "i'm fine… it's just…" mark couldn't say or express his worries. "take me to the flower boutique…" he pointed to the shop close, so they could at least stay sheltered somewhere while he recovered. "the keys are in my pocket."

[luvcrs]

jax hoped that nathan would always know he could be vulnerable with him. he, himself, knew how difficult it was to open up and share with others. when they'd first met, jax still had a bit of a wall up but over time, came to learn he could trust nathan with his own vulnerabilities. "don't say that." jax frowned, bringing his arms to rest around nathan's waist. "of course you do." he pulled back briefly to look the other man in the eyes. "i think you're the greatest thing to happen me in a long time, alright? i don't want you to forget that."

Nate had been careful the last couple weeks with hiding his panic attacks, but being with Jax, and letting himself be vulnerable and be with him present in the moment, always made his walls go down and this type of moment always reappared. he felt like a failure for bringing such a bad mood. it was supposed to be a good dinner. he let the man hug him, embracing him back, his arms wrapping around the man's neck. "you are a sweetheart, i don't deserve you…" he whispered for him, going closer to give a peck to his nose.

[blowingsmcke]

he could understand that. back when he was first starting out as a photographer, he had to go a lot of events to try and network. "i think we've all experienced that, especially around here. just be persistent, that's really the key. most people give up eventually. as long as you don't, you'll be standing out from the crowd in no time." it's not exactly the most reassuring advice but it's the most true one that he knows. he doesn't want to make the other uncomfortable, so he flashes what he hopes is a reassuring smile as he pulls his camera out. "i can take it now or we can meet at my studio another day, whatever you prefer. consider it a compliment."

"i mean, it's been awhile I've been trying to get the attention of directors and trying to get good roles…" lucas was way too naive and new to this whole scene. he has never been to hollywood events, he had been to the ones where the singers would be called for, but actors? well, this was a new territory for the man. he had just appeared in this new movie, so he was a bit too starstruck with the idea of being an actual actor now. "thanks, it's quite hard." he chuckled, sipping on a drink. "what? i mean… now? like… sure, i mean." he was caught by surprise.

[newrcgime]

luca sighed, shaking his head at jesus' words, he knew it was never going to work if he stayed here, it'd taken him this long to get out of his fathers shadow, he couldn't give him a chance to get control of him again. "no we can't," his head lifted once again, eyes meeting the other males own. "my dad would never allow that, he has too much power over me here." his father had controlled and planned every inch of his career and life since he was ten years of age, everything except his love for jesus, he didn't want him having control over that and warped it into something toxic like he had done with everything else in his life. "staying here in this life, with my father here isn't good for us."

it was nice finally hearing that from luca. even though they had similar stories, jesus had never found himself closeted, his parents diminished his goals and wants, but they had never been offensive towards his sexuality. his father even said that he could love men, only if he choose his career over and above it all. but hearing that from luca, it was good, finally seeing the man he was becoming. he hugged him close, his lips going for his cheek kissing him in small pecks. "we can hold hands, we can do anything we want, we don't have to run away to do so..." he whispered for him.

[loveshard]

the man slumped back in his chair, eyes watching alex move across the room. he had a long list of things he better do instead, though he was one pestering on about the issue. holden felt like he owed it to at least to assist in their family dilemmas. "i'm not begging to see them, if that's what you mean," he laughed. "but if it'll sort out some shit that's bound to happen anyways, then.. i'm in your corner," he revealed before taking a sip of his own coffee, now gone cold. he spent so much of his time listening and talking, he had forgotten the real reason he swung by his neighbors place. "we can keep it no-strings attached favor. i don't know if i'm exactly your type," he teased.

"marrying?" he choked on his coffee. alex had never even thought about that. not that he didn't want to, but it had been awhile he was even seeing someone and there was so many things going on on his mind that this specific desire had been thrown out of the field. "i mean, yeah, i would like to marry, not with elvis." he chuckled. "you really do wanna meet my parents, don't you?" alex stood up, finishing up his coffee, walking to the kitchen counter still in eyes-view of the man. "you haven't even asked me out, don't you think you are being way too forward with this?" teased.