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♡ PAUL MESCAL the kelly clarkson show

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reply  speed   ≠   my  interest  in  our  thread  /  plot  /  or  you,  in  general.

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Theo James for Dolce & Gabbana #DGLightBlue Campaign 2025

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— open to: anyone as long as muses are 25+. — muse: rocco flynn, 28, drug dealer. — plot/connections: estranged best friends or they've had an off/on thing going for a while.

It seemed no matter how hard he'd tried to dodge them the universe would counter the avoidance and eventually put them right back in Rocco's orbit. Frustration animated his movements; the slight pace, the lack of steady eye contact, and the way he'd tossed up his hand when they approached him.

"Look," he'd planned to tell it to them straight, with nothing shy of exasperation, "I had meant to say 'I love you' but instead I said goodbye. I dunno what you want from me." Except, that was incorrect, Rocco hadn't said a damn thing. He'd ghosted them completely.

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psa — i'll be getting to my starter calls in the coming few days! i'm so excited! i took care of some blog maintenance today and updated my character masterlist. feel free to take a look and if you have any requests of my muses do let me know!

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reverse starter call — please react with a like or comment if you'd like me to go through your open starters and respond to 1 or 2 of them with a muse of my choice! if you have a preference of my own character to respond with, please comment or message me!

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starter call — please react with a like or comment on this post and i will write a random starter from one of my muses and you can respond with your choice of muses from yours!

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INTOLERABLE CRUELTY (2003) dir. Joel and Ethan Coen

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REBLOG IF IT'S OKAY FOR ME TO BOTHER YOU IF YOU'RE MY MUTUAL

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LOS BANDOLEROS (2009).

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You are not always going to have the inspiration to write. And that’s okay.

      You are not always going to have the energy to write. And that’s okay. 

          You are not always going to have the time to write. And that’s okay. 

Real life and health are more important than RP. Remember to take care of yourself. Be kind to yourself. And, please, never push yourself for the sake of this hobby.  Real life and health are more important than RP.

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The feeling of Milo wilting under her touch burned in her chest and she released him from her loving grasp, the last thing she ever wanted was to cause him any sort of pain. "I can't stop you if you want to leave me. I can't force you into something you don't want." Anastasia wouldn't try either, she wasn't that type of person. "But — you don't give up on real love, Milo."

Emotion hit her eyes and tightened her throat. Her head shook in defiance of what he was saying. "I wouldn't do that to you. I mean what I say, always." Maybe she was a rare person in the world since she kept her word and followed up with actions. Sometimes she didn't know how she still stood with how much the world tried to knock her down. "You don't trust me, do you?"

the tenderness of her touch was almost too much to bear. he wanted to run away from it, hide from the wishful look in her eyes begging him to stay by her side. he didn't trust it, how could he when it had all been destined to fail from the beginning? it was different at the start, when the end felt so far away but milo couldn't handle any more heartbreak in his life, certainly not from her of all people. "don't make this harder." for a man of such perceived strength and intensity, milo seemed so small with his face clasped in her hands, his body seeming to try and close in on itself to take up as little space as possible. "please. don't— don't give me false hope. i can't take it, i just can't."

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Truth be told, sex had always been sex, and the pillow talk that ensured afterward had always been lighthearted. This was different. Despite the way their bodies had connected earlier in the night, it seemed the morning hours were for intellectual and perhaps spiritual connection. Given that she was a living mystery, it was an odd place to find herself in, and she supposed it was a good thing the questions were one-sided. Teddy wanted to be seen and known and Talia could give that to him, and the fact that the interest wasn't returned it made it easier for her to keep her secrets. It kept him safer as well.

"I think it's the quickest way to insanity," Talia responded thoughtfully. "It can be consuming wondering and worrying about how you're seen, thought of, and perceived. Insecurity and self-doubt would mangle the uniqueness of you." And by you she was speaking generally. There was something special about him, it was why she lingered and inquired and sought more pieces of him. What she didn't want was to taint Teddy. And that would inevitably happen if they saw more of each other. An easy smile formed on her lips as he pressed his lips to her knuckles then rested her hand on his chest. "Is your heart racing a little or do you have a higher resting rate," Talia somewhat teased. When she leaned forward she took his chin in her gentle grasp and pressed her lips to his.

"i would have liked that too." he said softly, the shyness free from her voice finding its way to slip into his. sometimes it felt hard to imagine a person he'd feel completely comfortable talking to, one whom he wouldn't feel like he needed to perform for to a certain degree. maybe that was just what being a person was, though he'd never felt particularly good at doing that either. it felt good to have been able to slip into such a meaningful conversation naturally, without the need for pressure or prompting. talia seemed to know exactly what to say, not to make him feel better per se but rather to encourage an interesting dialogue, the kind of pillow talk that he wasn't used to but enjoyed greatly as an academic. "i think there's human curiosity there, but you're right. i don't know if any of us would be happy with how we are perceived in the eyes of others." he hoped that he'd made himself desirable in her eyes at least, that he felt fine to be concerned about. gently, he reached up and curled his nimble fingers around her wrist, bringing her hand down from his hair so he could press a kiss or two to her knuckles before bringing it to his bare chest. he wanted to offer some kind of meaningful response but he couldn't, not when her words had touched him so much, the gesture would have to be enough to show his gratitude.

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The thing about Talia was that she loved a little danger. Mind games as well. The probability of being caught and called out was tantalizing and perhaps enticed her actions all the more. Plus, she truly enjoyed getting a handsome man flustered. If only because it meant he'd fuck her harder the moment they were alone. Whether people believed it or not, there was always a motive behind everything she did. She may have been as calculating as a notorious killer even if she actually wasn't one. Hence the strong suspicion she often fell under.

"I'm a dessert first kind of gal. Also afterwards as well," the thriller writer smirked up at Antony. "I love a good feast. Don't you?" Her fingers pressed in on the muscled shape of his ass and Talia gave him a good squeeze. "But almost nothing beats a good ride." Given their near foot in height difference her hand easily slipped lower and snaked around his upper inner thigh from behind, the tips of her fingers barely scraping against his balls before she pulled away. "You're not afraid of getting caught are you?" The question was accompanied with a smirk as she backed away, one slow step at a time. "There's an empty room at the end of the hall. Meet me there in a minute."

Antony felt Talia’s hand traverse even further south, encompassing the curve of his rear in a touch that usually came only from someone in the most intimate of settings. By all rights, considering the eyes that could be upon them and the potential ire of his superiors, Antony should’ve stepped away or told Talia to stop. Instead, he did nothing but remain standing firm, the touch of her hand on his arse prompting the slightest stirring of his cock on the other side of him. With such movement, Antony knew he’d need to go somewhere private before long, else risk sporting an evident, trapped erection in public. As if reading his mind, Talia whispered an offer too good to turn down.

“A whole meal sounds very intriguing, delightful even…” Antony murmured, his tone as low as hers yet with an undoubtedly aroused huskiness about it. “I’m sure you’re very well placed to recommend just whether it comes before and or after a good ride, as you say,” Antony added. To his credit, his manner both in posture and voice held like he wasn’t being so sorely tempted, yet just after speaking, he couldn’t help but continue with “We should find somewhere private quickly, else we’re going to be caught very quickly, all thanks to your touch…” 

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"Wait, what time is it?" Still a little sleepy and groggy as though it were the crack of dawn, she sat upright and looked at Finn. "I'm pretty sure you have other shirts."

"Anything I ask? Then I ask to keep this shirt. Thanks, babe, love my gift."

open to :  f ,  21 + muse :  finnigan  tucker ,  24 , computer  science  college  student  &  drug - dealer .

' you  look  sexy  as  fuck  wearing  my  shirt ,  baby girl . . .  but  i  kinda  need  it  to  go  to  class ,  ya ' know ?  lucky  for  you ,  imma  give  you  something  in  return .  anything  you  ask . '