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The person I reblogged this from is awesome as fuck.

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❛❛ whenever you reach crossroads, there are always at least three ways to go… four, if you count going backwards. ❜❜ / ©

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"We agreed never to talk about that!" She shoots back the words almost immediately, take out menus in hand as she freezes. Her eyes are bright, however, and a smile still plays on her lips. "That was a travesty that I refuse to call lo mein." Still, Oliver is walking back towards her and not out the door, and Laurel's very glad for it.

If she's honest - to herself, at least, she'll continue to tease him - she much prefers his company over even her ice-cream.

Her eyes light up. There's no denying it. Laurel's eyes light the fuck up. The fact that Oliver's not even hesitating to head out makes her day. Not that it's difficult, not after the day she's had, but it warms her up from the inside. "I love you." She beams at him, and then pauses, still grinning. "We could also order in, if you don't want to trek out into the wilderness." She gestures at the door, and then pulls out her worn stack of take out menus. It's not a big one, she prefers trying for a homecooked meal when she can, but it's clear that she's been using them a lot recently.

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[ FIX ] sender cleans something off of receiver's face - Emma to Neal

meme: casually intimate status: accepting (from mutuals)

The laughter on Emma's face did not die as she turned to look at Neal. If anything, Neal thought it seemed to deepen. "What," he asked, his own smile still lurking at the corner of his lips. "Is there something on my face?" He brushed self-consciously at his chin, prompting Emma's grin to widen. Without verbally answering, she reached out and rubbed at his cheek and then pulled her hand back to show him the ice-cream he'd been eating. He would have flushed if not for the fact that she was looking at him so fondly.

"What would I do without you, Emma Swan?" His words were spoken light-heartedly, but his heart wrenched in his chest. She was his whole world, so quickly. His home, the one person he wanted to always come back to, and he wished on blue stars he stopped believing in a long time ago that this time, he wouldn't lose home.

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PROMPTS FOR REUNITING LOVERS *  assorted dialogue for my fav scenario ever where two lovers have been apart for a while and finally see each other again, adjust as necessary

i never thought i'd ever see you again.

so many nights i have spent tossing and turning, dreaming of the day i see you again.

you're a sight for sore eyes.

i missed your hugs.

i never should have left your side, not for a second.

we were apart for far too long.

i cannot be away from you ever again.

kiss me again.

where have you been? i've been searching for you!

these are happy tears, i promise.

let me take this opportunity to remind you how deeply i love you.

just look at me for a while. let me remember your eyes.

seeing you again just reminds me how much i love you.

quick, while no one's looking - let's find a place where we can be alone.

sleeping without you has been impossible.

don't let me leave you ever again.

i need you to promise me we'll never be apart ever again.

please forgive me for crying, but i never thought i'd ever see you again.

you're just as beautiful as i remember.

let me get a good look at you.

when i went looking for you, i couldn't find you.

never leave me again.

i never should have let you go.

kiss me a while.

you were worth waiting for.

we were meant to be together.

i searched and searched and i couldn't find you.

i'm looking forward to some alone time with you.

please don't cry. i'm right here.

will you hug me again?

hug me and never let go.

i missed the taste of your kiss.

please touch me.

i need you close to me at all times.

that was far too long to be apart from you.

i can't sleep without you.

you are the most beautiful sight i have ever seen.

we're going to need a lot of time to catch up.

i hate when you leave.

they told me you were searching for me.

this was worth the wait.

am i dreaming, or are you really in front of me?

[name]? is that really you?

be with me tonight.

we have been fighting all day to reach you.

they said you stayed behind to wait for me.

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A LIST OF CASUAL YET INTIMATE INTERACTIONS

sender to receiver:

[ HOOK ] sender hooking a finger beneath receiver's jaw

[ PINCH ] sender holding receiver's chin between their thumb and forefinger

[ LOOK ] sender holding receiver's jaw and turning their head to look at them

[ PICK ] sender telling receiver to "hold still" while they remove something from their hair

[ GRAZE ] sender brushes their fingertip back and forth along receiver's jaw while they listen to receiver talk

[ DIRECT ] sender seeing that receiver is going the wrong way, takes hold of their shoulders from behind and turns them the right direction

[ BACK ] sender grabs receiver's wrist and tugs them closer when receiver tries to walk away.

[ TOY ] sender fidgets with something receiver is wearing while receiver talks to them

[ STROKE ] sender absentmindedly plays with receiver's hair while they're focused on another task

[ DEPART ] sender is saying goodbye and kisses receiver's forehead

[ DRESS ] sender without prompting helps receiver put on a jacket

[ UNDRESS ] sender helps receiver remove an article of clothing or jewelry

[ REFILL ] sender refills receiver's drink before they can ask or do it themselves

[ FIX ] sender cleans something off of receiver's face

[ RUB ] sender places their hand around the back of receiver's neck, rubbing their thumb just under their ear

[ PULL ] sender sits next to receiver and places their arm around their shoulders, gently pulling them into their side

[ BECKON ] sender sees receiver and lifts their arm up so they can come hug/cuddle them

[ GLIDE ] sender is gently rubbing/scratching receivers back and rubs their knuckle down their spine to the small of their back

[ CHEER ] seeing that receiver is scowling, sender rubs their thumb over the furrow between receiver's brows

[ TUCK ] sender finds receiver asleep somewhere and puts a blanket or their own coat over them

[ TRACE ] sender brushes their fingers along receiver's forehead, temple and cheekbone

[ BRUSH ] sender brushes their hand up and down receiver's arm as they walk past them

[ KEEP ] sender holds receiver's arm just above the elbow while they're talking or to get their attention

[ LEAN ] sender looks over receiver's shoulder who is sitting, placing a hand on their desk while receiver shows them something

[ NUDGE ] sender grabs the chair receiver is sitting in and pulls it closer

[ LISTEN ] sender is listening to receiver talk and picks up an object that belongs to receiver to fidget with

[ SEARCH ] sender searches out receiver's gaze in a crowded room either for approval or to check if they're okay

[ SMOOTH ] sender smooths their thumb over receiver's eyebrow

[ SLIP ] sender places their hand in receiver's back pocket while they walk together

receiver to sender:

[ HOOKING ] receiver hooking a finger beneath sender's jaw

[ PINCHING ] receiver holding sender's chin between their thumb and forefinger

[ LOOKING ] receiver holding sender's jaw and turning their head to look at them

[ PICKING ] receiver telling sender to "hold still" while they remove something from their hair

[ GRAZING ] receiver brushes their fingertip back and forth along sender's jaw while they listen to sender talk

[ DIRECTING ] receiver seeing that sender is going the wrong way, takes hold of their shoulders from behind and turns them the right direction

[ BACKING ] receiver grabs sender's wrist and tugs them closer when sender tries to walk away.

[ TOYING ] receiver fidgets with something sender is wearing while sender talks to them

[ STROKING ] receiver absentmindedly plays with sender's hair while they're focused on another task

[ DEPARTING ] receiver is saying goodbye and kisses sender's forehead

[ DRESSING ] receiver without prompting helps sender put on a jacket

[ UNDRESSING ] receiver helps sender remove an article of clothing or jewelry

[ REFILLING ] receiver refills sender's drink before they can ask or do it themselves

[ FIXING ] receiver cleans something off of senders face

[ RUBBING ] receiver places their hand around the back of receiver's neck, rubbing their thumb just under their ear

[ PULLING ] receiver sits next to sender and places their arm around their shoulders, gently pulling them into their side

[ BECKONING ] receiver sees sender and lifts their arm up so they can come hug/cuddle them

[ GLIDING ] receiver is gently rubbing/scratching sender's back and rubs their knuckle down their spine to the small of their back

[ CHEERING ] seeing that sender is scowling, receiver rubs their thumb over the furrow between sender's brows

[ TUCKING ] receiver finds sender asleep somewhere and puts a blanket or their own coat over them

[ TRACING ] receiver brushes their fingers along sender's forehead, temple and cheekbone

[ BRUSHING ] receiver brushes their hand up and down sender's arm as they walk past them

[ KEEPING ] receiver holds sender's arm just above the elbow while they're talking or to get their attention

[ LEANING ] receiver looks over sender's shoulder who is sitting, placing a hand on their desk while sender shows them something

[ NUDGING ] receiver grabs the chair sender is sitting in and pulls it closer

[ LISTENING ] receiver is listening to sender talk and picks up an object that belongs to sender to fidget with

[ SEARCHING ] receiver seeks out sender's gaze in a crowded room either for approval or to check that they're okay

[ SMOOTHING ] receiver smooths their thumb over sender's eyebrow

[ SLIPPING ] receiver places their hand in sender's back pocket while they're walking

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SOME PROMPTS FOR PICKING UP/CARRYING MUSES BC WHY NOT

1)  for sender to pick up a sleepy receiver and carry them to bed.

2)  for receiver to pick up a sleepy sender and carry them to bed. 

3)  our muses are hiking and receiver is tired so sender picks them up to carry them the rest of the way. 

4)  our muses are hiking and sender is tired so receiver picks them up to carry them the rest of the way. 

5)  for sender to pick up receiver who keeps insisting they aren’t tired and carry them to bed anyway. 

6)  for receiver to pick up sender who keeps insisting they aren’t tired and carry them to bed anyway. 

7)  sender has been sitting in receiver’s lap but receiver needs to get up for something,  so they just simply carry sender with them. 

8)  receiver has been sitting in sender’s lap but sender needs to get up for something,  so they just simply carry receiver with them. 

9)  sender sprained their ankle so receiver sweeps them into their arms to carry them to get treated. 

10)  receiver sprained their ankle so sender sweeps them into their arms to carry them to get treated. 

11)  sender walks into kitchen while receiver is cooking,  receiver picks them up and sets them on the counter. 

12)  receiver walks into kitchen while sender is cooking,  sender picks them up and sets them on the counter. 

13)  our muses are kissing and sender picks up receiver to make it easier. 

14)  our muses are kissing and receiver picks up sender to make it easier. 

15)  sender picks up receiver and places them on the hood of their car while talking. 

16)  receiver picks up sender and places them on the hood of their car while talking. 

17)  sender picks up receiver and places them on the hood of their car while making out. 

18)  receiver picks up sender and places them on the hood of their car while making out. 

19)  things are getting heated between our muses and sender picks up receiver,  placing them on a table/desk/counter rather than making it to the bed. 

20)  things are getting heated between our muses and receiver picks up sender,  placing them on a table/desk/counter rather than making it to the bed. 

21)  sender picks up receiver just because. 

22)  receiver picks up sender just because. 

23)  our muses are walking somewhere together and sender spontaneously picks up receiver to carry them the rest of the way. 

24)  our muses are walking somewhere together and receiver spontaneously picks up sender to carry them the rest of the way. 

25)  sender has been working too hard,  receiver carries them away to force them to rest. 

26)  receiver has been working too hard,  sender carries them away to force them to rest. 

27)  sender is trying to do something rash so receiver simply picks them up to make them stop and listen. 

28)  receiver is trying to do something rash so sender simply picks them up to make them stop and listen. 

29)  in a moment of pure joy,  sender picks up receiver and spins them around. 

30)  in a moment of pure joy,  receiver picks up sender and spins them around. 

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Finn was extremely glad his skin was as dark as it was. He hoped it meant Poe could not see the embarrassed - and pleased - flush creeping up his cheeks. A smile lurked at the corner of his lips, touched and honoured that the pilot thought so highly of him. He still felt it was unearned, but a small part of him was warm at the thought that he did something right. He'd done something good, and after so long being told he was nothing but a number, a weapon for the First Order to point at their enemies and order to shoot, he'd made his own choice and it had saved someone. "Thank you."

His hands were made for violence, that was what the First Order had drilled into every trooper. Finn now knew he had a choice. He wanted to give others the same. He met Poe's eyes, tucking away the fuzzy feelings for another time. Again, he was grateful that Poe did not seem to be Force Sensitive, or he'd sense Finn's complicated emotions and vulnerability. "Do you think it's possible? For others to see they have another path than what the First Order says, I mean."

A self-conscious smile crossed his face. He had not spoken up desiring Poe's gratitude. It had been the right thing to do, even if at the time it was a nebulous concept to someone who had grown up the way he did. "I did what anyone would have done." He tried to brush it off, shaking his head and darting his gaze away. It had been the second conscious decision he had made to say no to the First Order, and it had scared the crap out of him, but it had been the right thing to do, and Finn had no regrets.

But the praise, the words Poe was saying seemed unearned. Because as much as he knew that it had been the right thing to do, to stop Poe's death - to stand in the face of more death and destruction - he also had been running scared, and plain running. While he knew that he had made the right choice, that there had been - still was - a voice that told him that enough, fear had also been a large motivator in his decision. The two things held equal weight in what he had done, and so the look in Poe's eyes felt heavy with an approval he did not deserve. "I just feel like it's time to do something. Those kids don't have a choice. I want to try to give them one."

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Her eyes light up. There's no denying it. Laurel's eyes light the fuck up. The fact that Oliver's not even hesitating to head out makes her day. Not that it's difficult, not after the day she's had, but it warms her up from the inside. "I love you." She beams at him, and then pauses, still grinning. "We could also order in, if you don't want to trek out into the wilderness." She gestures at the door, and then pulls out her worn stack of take out menus. It's not a big one, she prefers trying for a homecooked meal when she can, but it's clear that she's been using them a lot recently.

The pout slips off her face into a slight nose wrinkle. "Come on, you know me better than that." She leans against the counter on the opposite side of Oliver and shakes her head. "I'm not an exotic flavour kind of girl, but it's not a vanilla or chocolate kind of day either." Frowning slightly at the really long day she's had, she leans forward and lets her hair cover her face. "I could go for cookie dough." Laurel's speaking to the counter more than Oliver, actually. She's not serious about sending him on an ice-cream errand, as tempting as it is. She sighs and looks back up. "Pizza is also an acceptable form of bribery right now."

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i've barely been active on here (i did two drafts today on bonnie and two on here be proud of me) but i am still so tempted to add muses here.

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The pout slips off her face into a slight nose wrinkle. "Come on, you know me better than that." She leans against the counter on the opposite side of Oliver and shakes her head. "I'm not an exotic flavour kind of girl, but it's not a vanilla or chocolate kind of day either." Frowning slightly at the really long day she's had, she leans forward and lets her hair cover her face. "I could go for cookie dough." Laurel's speaking to the counter more than Oliver, actually. She's not serious about sending him on an ice-cream errand, as tempting as it is. She sighs and looks back up. "Pizza is also an acceptable form of bribery right now."

"It's because I know you," she shoots back, lips twitching with the growing urge to smile. "I'm serious about my ice-cream, Oliver, you know that." Laurel lowers the fork and glances back at her tragically empty freezer. "I was really looking forward to that today." She's pouting. She knows she's pouting, but she can't help it. She deserves the break the ice-cream represents, but there's no ice-cream. Again, she narrows her eyes at Oliver. "I can theoretically be bribed into forgiving you if you get me more ice-cream."

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"it's all good. i'm stripping the drives right now." / hardison

idk if this is from a meme but. status: accepting (from mutuals)

"Stripping the -" Hardison cuts himself off with a squeak. He covers his mouth and turns to stare - glare, really - at his companion. "Girl, do you even know what you're doin'?" The words are a demand but he can't stalk up to her and take over her task. He has his own to handle, after all.

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@choaticmusings | from here.

It takes her a long moment to pull away. She does so only because she has to, relishing in the comfort and safety she feels with Ollie. "Missed you too." Dinah hums before pulling back after his light kiss and smirks a little bit. "That's 'cause you're late." A lie if ever that was one, it is a quiet night.

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i did like. three drafts on here and one on ray, be proud of me.

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“Well hello pretty bird.” @choaticmusings

The smile that crosses Dinah's face is automatic. Genuine, if a little bit flirty as she turns to face the familiar face of her best friend. "Hey there yourself, handsome." She moves to sling her arms around his neck in a hug she expects him to reciprocate. Almost demands it, really, even as she places a light kiss of greeting on his cheek.

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whats up the health things are (somewhat) being managed and i've finished that long P&P fic (am i writing another one? yes, yes i am) and i'm hoping to slowly chip away at drafts on my rp blogs even as i work on final edits for my original short story compilation! wish me luck!

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why yes i did disappear again. got some not so great health news i've been dealing with and threw myself into my other writing (i've hit more than 20 original short stories this year and am about 40k into a pride and prejudice fic don't judge me) but i'm hoping to be a little active here again? fingers crossed!