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Send a 📸 to see 3-5 pictures that my muse has/has taken of your muse(s)

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CIERRA RAMIREZ on INSTAGRAM

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hey friends,, im away this weekend (going to milan 😁) if i haven’t replied to anything i promise its in my drafts 🙏 and ill be doing them when i have free time!!

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୧ ‧₊˚ 🍓 ⋅ ☆. "c-can you maybe... put the log down? i swear, i didn't know that the boat would capsize. i didn't mean to rock it, i didn't think you'd freak out like that! s-so maybe it's you... your fault too?" / @luvticon

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୧ ‧₊˚ 🍓 ⋅ ☆. "you're getting on my nerves now," danny's fingers drummed against the steering wheel as they stayed stationary in traffic. "can you just keep it on one radio station? have you always been this annoying?" / @cinnamcroll

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୧ ‧₊˚ 🍓 ⋅ ☆. "it's a birthday surprise, can you please sit still?" astrid asked, trying to tie a rope around hangyeol's waist with a fishing pole hanging wire over the front of him. "you can't reach this, can you?" she asked, attaching a usb stick to the end of the lure. she wagged the end of the wire, watching as his fingertips barely touched the plastic of the stick. "now—try and catch it," astrid pushed the male gently towards the entrance of the maze. "i want to see how long it takes you to grab it." a grin on her face, knowing she didn't need to tell him that there were lewd pictures on the memory stick, it would just be his fault for thinking they were of her and not random ones she'd pulled from google images. / @cinnamcroll

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divorced couple energy ship will always be immaculate to me. we hate each other. we've seen each other naked. I know how you take your morning coffee. I will never make you your morning coffee again. get it yourself. here you go, I gave it to you anyway. you disgust me. I will always be somewhat in love with you. I will be yours forever. you're not mine anymore. you will always be mine. fuck you. let's fuck, for old time's sake. did you steal my cd? no, no. keep it.

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hello people in my phone please give this post a like if you’re interested in a starter at some point 😁

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— WE  MEET  AT  LAST!

Possible  first  meeting  starter  prompts.  Send  me… (Send  🔁  +  any  emoji  to  reverse  the  outcome.)

✂️  to  cut  in  front  of  my  muse  at  the store. 🍝  to  sit  at  my  muse's  table  at  a  restaurant. 💰  to  pay  for  my  muse's  meal  at  a  restaurant. 🍻  to  run  into  my  muse  at  the  bar. ☕  to  get  coffee  with  my  muse. 💨  to  crash  into  my  muse,  cliché  anime  style. 🐶  to  find  and  return  my  muse's  lost  pet. 🙈  to  go  on  a  blind  date  with  my  muse. 🥴  to  drunkenly  flirt  with  my  muse. 🎮  to  play  games  at  the  arcade  with  my  muse. 🚗  to  pull  my  muse  out  of  the  way  of  traffic. 😱  to  be  trapped  in  an  elevator  with  my  muse. 🔒  to  break  into  my  muse's  house. 👊  to  help  my  muse  in  a  physical  altercation. 🍷  to  join  my  muse  at  the  table  after  they're  stood  up. ☔  to  stand  under  my  muse's  umbrella. 👛  to  steal  my  muse's  bag/purse/wallet. 🎉  to  talk  to  my  muse  at  a  party. 🚚  to  move  in  next  to  my  muse.

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୧ ‧₊˚ 🍓 ⋅ ☆. "admit what?" maxine asked, hands moving to rest on her hips at the confrontation jamie seemed to be pushing onto her. "your attention? what makes you think i want your attention!" she laughed back, hoping the nervousness in her voice didn't seep through; was she being that obvious? "i think you're being a little delusional, have you seen someone about that?"

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muse: jaime xu, 24, theater art student

open: m / f / nb

“ why can't you just admit it ? ” jaime's voice rang out, laced with frustrations and disbelief. “ you're only with them to piss me off, right ? well, congratulations. you've got my attention. so feel free to drop the act now ! ”

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୧ ‧₊˚ 🍓 ⋅ ☆. confusion painted across stevie's face, brow furrowing as she continued to chew her food. "why do you keep saying you're my best friend? i know you are. are you trying to break up with me, is that what this is?" she said, mouth full of pasta as she put the fork down on the table. "oh my god, you're friend-dumping me, aren't you?"

Serena ended up putting a hand over her face and letting out a quiet groan. She thought that she had said that in the most obvious way that she had, but the other had focused on a different part of her words. “Okay, yes you are my best friend, and I would like to continue being your best friend even if other aspects of our best friendship may change.”

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୧ ‧₊˚ 🍓 ⋅ ☆. maxine was quick to drop the subject of his team members finding out about his altercation with the young teens for now, more astounded by the fact that haneul hadn't had a happy meal in so long. "you're missing out! i don't know what the toys are right now... what do you want? i'll treat you." she teased, pulling out her phone and bringing up a food app. "you know, AI is amazing these days. i could get a video of you getting müllered by apprentice soccer players made..." max drew off, grinning to herself before realising he was in pain from when she'd knocked his foot. "sorry," she said softly, before nodding. "yeah, i guess so. revel in it a bit. what if you get a toy that i want?"

"Well," he said with a playful scoff following after. Having someone keep him company and able to do small things for him was appreciated. Haneul was never the serious type, but he was also rarely vulnerable, often trying to mask it with something else. "I hope not. I really don't think the rest of the team would ever let me live it down," he admitted to her with a small shake of his head. "I don't remember the last time I saw a happy meal. I had to be a kid still, but I heard the kids meals got way smaller which is a ripe off but the toy kinda makes it worth it." He trailed off, snapping out of his thoughts when he felt the hit on his ankle. Stiffening up and hissing slightly, Haneul frowned at Maxine momentarily, mumbling an 'ouch'. "It's fine -- we have a deal. I'm in it for the toy," he mused in response. "Oh? So guess I should enjoy it while I can, hm?"

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୧ ‧₊˚ 🍓 ⋅ ☆. "theirs." maxine said, without missing a beat as she looked down at her nails while teasing her friend, though haneul's sincerity and thanks did cause pride to swell in her chest. "do you think anyone caught it on video? thee haneul lee getting his ass kicked by a bunch of adolescents on the field in his chosen profession... could go for a lot of money." max hummed, "think about how many happy meals you could buy with that? do you know what the toy for the happy meal is at the moment? it's some weird sanrio and yugioh mix... tell you what, when your foot is better," she bashed his ankle, temporarily forgetting that's what was injured on him, "we can go get you a happy meal toy. deal?" max looked and saw the pained expression on his features. "oh... sorry. but, don't get used to this—i won't be too nice to you for too long."

"My night in shining blue jeans," he mused, batting his eyelashes at her playfully. "I am thankful that you were able to help me out, though. It means a lot." Haneul then said, truth laced in his tone. Being stuck with a swollen ankle was the last thing he wanted. Maxine did make a point. If he had got to the hospital himself, he would have been sitting there for hours. He knew that he wasn't the most patient person, and clearly so did she with that remark. "Hey, I didn't think they were going to be that ruthless, okay? I thought I was playing a friendly game with them and they absolutely annihilated me... and embarrassed me, but that's not the point." He huffed out stubbornly, crossing his arms childishly. "Are you on my team or theirs?"

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୧ ‧₊˚ 🍓 ⋅ ☆. "you're being a bit of a killjoy addie, have you ever thought about letting people have some fun?" astrid asked, holding her umbrella tightly as she spoke on the phone with her friend, only a block and a half away from meeting her. "it's not like you have anything else going on in life that you want to talk about!" she fought back, hoisting her work bag higher on her shoulder, filled with arts and crafts she'd bought for her students on the way home from work.

⮩ open to : f / nb !! ⮩ muse : adeline lee. infamously annoying med student -- the know-it-all type. really doesn't know what to do with all that internalized shame !! ⮩ plot : nothing special !! she's just bitter and jealous, as always

❝ listen, i'm not trying to be a killjoy -- truly, i'm not, ❞ she kept her voice slow and steady, careful as ever not to let any emotion slip through. which ended up proving fruitless, as irritation ( her neutral state ) always managed to rear its ugly head the second she opened her mouth. ❝ but do you ever talk about anything but your romantic conquests ?? didn't you just go through a breakup ?? ❞

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PHOEBE BRIDGERS Attending the 2023 MET Gala | May 1, 2023

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୧ ‧₊˚ 🍓 ⋅ ☆. "what could be more than friends?" stevie asked, focusing on the food in front of her and forking pasta shells up before chowing down. "d-do you mean like... best friends? serena, i thought we were already best friends. are you saying i'm thinking more about us than you? that hurts... that's low..."

serena yoo. angel. open to f/nb

“I wish you would just admit that we could be more than just friends,” Serena hummed, bringing the glass of wine up to her lips and taking a sip.

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୧ ‧₊˚ 🍓 ⋅ ☆. maxine had switched off completely as soon as haneul started to talk sports vernaculars, sitting at the end of the sofa beside his raised foot and looking at him with a scrunched nose. "you're just lucky i was around," her minimal medical knowledge had come in handy, the first aid courses she took for work weren't a complete loss(!). "otherwise you'd be hobbling to A&E and you'd be waiting for hours. who attempts to play five-aside with a bunch of kids anyway? aren't you aware children are ruthless nowadays? if you ask me, this was self inflicted."

open to: m/f/nb. (assume any connection, pals!) muse: lee haneul, 27, professional soccer player. plot: haneul is stuck at home with an injury & your muse is helping to keep him sane.

"It's not like I wasn't trying to be careful," the athlete ranted, waving his hands around as he relaxed on the sofa, propping his injured foot on the pillow gently. "Besides, the asshole from the other team tripped me but it wasn't called," Haneul continued with a frown following. "I'm not keeping you here against your will, am I?" He questioned, not wanting to be an inconvenience, though he liked and appreciated the company and extra help.