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♡ MEGAN SURI via instagram ( josecorella )

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JOE BURROW Cincinnati Bengals Media Day 2025

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📷 for jamie & abe ! (mcrshmcllow)

send me 📷 or "snapshot" and i'll share photos of your muse my muse has saved on their phone! ( prompt ) // @mcrshmcllow

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📷 ( damian & cameron )

send me 📷 or "snapshot" and i'll share photos of your muse my muse has saved on their phone! ( prompt )

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📷 for Jelani & Bella!

send me 📷 or "snapshot" and i'll share photos of your muse my muse has saved on their phone! ( prompt )

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📷 for Jordan & Mariah ♡

send me 📷 or "snapshot" and i'll share photos of your muse my muse has saved on their phone! ( prompt )

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should i finally do the memes that have been sitting in my inbox for like a month............

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you know how much joy it brings me being able to write characters that are versatile switches?? one minute, they’re all in control and fucking the shit out of someone. next minute, they’re a needy submissive bottom whore and begging to be fucked. i love it here!!!

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Cameron chuckled as he leaned a little closer to Toby, blues eyes dancing between mischief and something a little softer. "Firmly, huh? That what we're calling it now?" He let his gaze wander over her features for a second longer than necessary, soaking in the curve of her smile, the way it lit up her whole face. "Well, whatever it is, I think I like it. And for the record, your skin is incredibly soft. Almost makes me forget how dangerous you are when you're giving me the side eye."

"i don't yell," toby quipped back, rolling her eyes in good nature, "i just tell you things firmly." couldn't hold back her smile though, amused and affectionate. "and of course i'm soft, i take my bodycare very seriously!"

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continued from here ( @vicedmuses )

Cameron let out a sharp breath, the kind that was more amused than anything else, even if it didn't quite reach his eyes. Same Enrique with that sharp tongue and sharper instincts. The kind of guy who could cut him down and still leave him wanting more. Damn, he missed that edge. He glanced down for a second, like maybe the sidewalk could offer him a softer place to land than this conversation. But his gaze lifted back up just as fast, his jaw tensing slightly at the jab. "Still got that mean streak, huh? Guess I deserve that." The basket of muffins in Enrique's grip didn't go unnoticed, however. Cameron clocked the tension in his ex's fingers, the way he was holding onto them like they were a shield. He used to know every one of Enrique's tells... Maybe he still did. And maybe that's what made this hurt like hell. "Nah, I didn't get traded. Still got the starting position. Wrist's fine, but my ego is slightly bruised now, thanks to you." He rubbed at the back of his neck, a nervous habit he was never quite able to get rid of. "Just... Needed a break. Haven't been home in a while. Figured I'd visit my folks, see some old faces. It's the offseason, after-all." Cameron sighed at being called CJ. A nickname reserved for those closest to him, but especially to his ex. "And I don't think I ever stopped being CJ. That's the thing, though, right? I went and built a whole damn life, but you're the only one who ever really knew me before the rest of the world gave a shit." He paused for just a moment, his throat tightening around the truth he didn't mean to let slip. "I didn't come here to screw with your life. Wasn't even expecting to see you. But now that I have..." He trailed off quietly, but was quick to catch himself before he could make himself sound stupid any further. This wasn't the time, and he sure as hell couldn't tell if it ever would be. So instead, he forced another crooked smile, trying to shove the history back down where it belonged. "You still making those blueberry muffins with the orange zest? Or did someone finally convince you chocolate chip wasn't basic?" Cameron was trying to lighten the mood, but the weight between them said neither of them were going anywhere just yet.

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Zion's grin pulled at the corners of his lips the moment Evan started crawling back up the bed. That teasing tone, the shift in his smile? It lit something up in him. He let his eyes roam over the other man, and didn't bother hiding how much he liked what he saw. "Yeah, I'm a rule breaker, sue me. Especially when the rules are stupid." he said, his voice edged with amusement. His gaze lingered on Evan's mouth before dragging back up to meet his eyes, heat simmering just beneath the surface. "And, yeah, I'd be missing you. You gonna make fun of me for it, or give me a reason not to?"

how could he say no to the other ? look at him. it was hard to say no to him, which evan had a hard time doing to begin with. he may have said his words but it wasn't like they really stuck. " oh i didn't know i was with a rule breaker." the male moved onto the bed and crawled up to zion. " it's kind of hot if you ask me." he teased. his smile soon turned into a small smirk. " wait, you be missing me ?"

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Gabriel's smile only deepened at Kian's laugh, easy and lighthearted in that way he adored. He tilted his head slightly, watching the soft curve of the other's lips, the way the sunlight skimmed his jaw, how effortlessly he moved between sharp wit and soft warmth. "Doesn't matter how often I see you, still hits me like the first time every damn time," he said softly, thumb brushing slow circles into the inside of Kian's thigh. He leaned in a little, the space between them shrinking without thought, his voice dropping to a whisper like a secret meant just for him. "Especially when you look like this? Laid out in my bed, all quiet and focused, barely flinching while I touch you like this—" Gabriel pasued for a moment, his hand dragged slowly up, just under the hem of the blanket, "You're not just a view, baby. You're a fucking masterpiece." He caught the subtle way Kian shifted again, the way his body responded even as he pretended to keep reading. Gabriel couldn't help the way his chest swelled with affection, a quiet kind of admiration settling into his bones. "And if I'm a distraction, then maybe you should put those papers down. 'Cause I plan on making it harder to focus real soon," he added quietly, lips brushing lightly at Kian's shoulder now. There was a glimmer in his eyes now, a quiet hunger beneath the softness, but no rush and no pressure. Just Gabriel, fully and completely enamored with the man beside him, with the moment they'd carved out of the chaos, and with the way Kian made rest feel like a kind of worship.

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hi, tags!! i'm just gonna bump a few of my most recent open starters that got lost in the tags. if you're looking for some new things to reply to, please give some of mine a look over. <3 if none of these interest you, you can also take a dive through my whole open starters tag if you fancy~

stella moretti (sabrina carpenter fc) - long road trip vibes.

zion aboagye (kofi siriboe fc) - the morning after, convincing y/m to stay just a little longer.

stevie carter (alexandra shipp fc) - drunken fun vibes.

nova rivera (lizeth selene fc) - "why do you always end up in my bed?"

sloane alexander (samantha logan fc) - our muses are dating for publicity and they have feelings for each other, but won't admit it.

cameron steele (joe burrow fc) - nfl player comes back into town and runs into his high school sweetheart that he broke up with on the night of graduation.

jocelyn kingsley (olivia holt fc) - our muses were set up on a blind date by their friends, and things are going really well.

a small note that i WILL be priortizing queer threads this month in honor of pride month, but please don't let that stop you from replying with whomever you feel fits best! have a nice day/evening. <3

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Gabriel didn't move at first, he just looked at Garrett and the way those fingers traced his arm, over his tattoos, like they were trying to learn him by touch alone, the way his breath caught as their faces hovered so close. "Careful, babe. You ask for magic, and I might make everything else disappear," Gabe teased with a grin, dark eyes dropping to Garrett's mouth before dragging back up. Then his hand tightened in the shirt, just enough to pull Garrett in that final inch. No more teasing; he closed the distance and kissed him. It wasn't rushed and it wasn't desperate, but more so slow and teasing, like he'd known exactly how it would feel the second their mouths met. One hand stayed at Garrett's waist, anchoring him there like Gabe had no plans of letting him go anytime soon. When he finally pulled back, his voice was husky as he whispered softly, "And that was my first trick of the night. Still want more?"

garrett liked this close proximity with gabe, let his fingertips trail up against his bicep while the man continued to brush over his shirt. the material sat soft against his skin but he liked the way air peeked through with each gentle tug. "i'm a big believer in magic," garrett smirked back with a laugh. dipped his head so that their faces were inches apart. he had to fight the urge to lean in, press his lips against gabe's. "show me what sort of tricks you got up your sleeve."

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She said it like it was the easiest truth in the world. Like the past ten years hadn't happened, like the world hadn't tried to break him down piece by piece and still somehow failed to change the way she looked at him. Sutton called him Superman and he almost lost it right then. His jaw clenched, his throat tight as hell. She had no idea what that did to him, what it meant to hear her say that when most days he didn't even feel like a man, let alone someone anyone could look up to. She didn't flinch at the wrist scar she kissed and didn't shy away from the jagged one along his ribs or the way his knee still stiffened slightly when he moved. She touched him like every piece of him still mattered, like he was whole, even when he didn't feel like it. Cameron's hands gripped the counter behind her as she spoke, steadying and grounding himself. Sutton always had that way about her, taking the parts of him that felt fractured and making them feel solid again. His hips involuntarily twitched toward her hand the second her fingers wrapped around him, the warmth of her skin against his cock making his entire body lock up in anticipation as he let out a soft moan. Her words were soft, but the way she stroked him nearly fucking undid him. It wasn't just lust, it wasn't just need, it was the fact that she said, "I want you, only you," he felt as if he didn't deserve that and he sure as hell didn't expect it. But he needed it more than he would have liked to admit. Every part of him, whether it be his body, his past, his present, the ugly scars and the messy baggage, all of them ached for her. Sutton was the only thing that ever made sense in the chaos. Cameron leaned in closer, his eyes falling shut briefly before fluttering back open to look down at the person he still loved. "You still want me like this... After everything?" His breath hitched as her thumb brushed over the head of his cock. "After what I've turned into?" Because even if she said yes a thousand more times, he still couldn't believe she'd look at him, scars and all, and see the same man she once gave her heart to. And yet, here she was, stroking him with the same hands that once held his all throughout high school like he was something precious. Cameron gritted his teeth, gaze locked on her like she was the only thing tethering him to the earth. "You have no fucking idea what that does to me, Sunny." Without giving her the chance to respond, he pushed her hand away from his cock and replaced it with his own, guiding himself slowly inside her until he fully bottomed out, buried to the hilt. They'd hooked up plenty of times in high school, but it was so much different now that they were older and more experienced. It felt so much better than he could have ever imagined. "Fuck," he hissed under his breath at the feeling of her slick walls consuming him, allowing Sutton to get used to his size.

in her eyes he was always going to be perfect, so many of her firsts, and most importantly her first love. the one that she'd never get over, and never want to be without. so she couldn't rightly turn him down now that he was here, it was too good to be true in a way, and sutton hadn't ever wanted anything more than this, him. her gaze wandered over his body, taking in the new scars, marks of time since they'd been apart and when he spoke she lifted her gaze to his. it was almost like time had frozen around them, but still sutton hadn't felt any differently about it. his voice was soft, almost broken in a sense, vulnerable, and that wasn't something the blonde had expected.

it wasn't much, a simple gesture as she moved her hands to his arm, bringing it closer as she tipped her head down, lips pressing a faint kiss to the scar on his wrist. fingers then gliding over his ribs, delicate touches to the scars, even as he told her not to focus on them, she couldn't help herself. each and everyone of them had told a story, a part of his life that meant something, and even if he hadn't wanted her to pay attention to them in this moment, they were a part of him, and still important. finally, she had lifted her head, gaze meeting his as she parted her lips to speak. ❝ you're still superman to me. ❞ strong, invincible, brave, like he could do anything in the world, and that was the way she'd always see him.

the soft moment was still there, holding all the meaning in the world even as things began to heat up with them once more. when he tugged her to the edge of the counter she simply nodded her head. ❝ can't think of anything else i could want more. ❞ sutton spoke, her lips brushing against his with every single word. her hand fell from his chest, snaking between them as her fingers danced along the top of his cock, working towards the base where she'd then fully wrapped them around him. the movements were slow, teasing as he kept her on the edge of the counter. ❝ i want you, only you. ❞ she spoke once more as she began to stroke over him. ❝ it's always been you. ❞ 

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