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I’ve seen a lot of au ideas where the guy pretends to be the boyfriend, but what about an au where the girl steps up and pretends to be the girlfriend for whatever reason?

Oh that’s your ex and they’re gloating because it’s been three months and they’re flaunting their new beau while verbally lashing you with insults and mockery? Here let me just slide in…

Oh your parents planned a surprise visit and now you’re having that awkward ‘Where is your life going? We’re low key disappointed in you.’ conversation in a ridiculously public place? Here let me pretend to be the reason you’ve been staring at your phone this whole time. “Hey baby, sorry I’m late.”

Big brother is mocking you because his life is supposedly oh so perfect and yours is shit? He’s kind of an asshole and I think he pulled some shady one night stand shit on my best friend - Yeah, here, I’m your newest arm candy. Just go with it.

AND MANY, MANY, MORE

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Benny goes to SF Pride!

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survivaltalent:

JP ends up making a little nest on his bed that consists mostly of pillows and blankets he uses in the winter, somewhere soft for them to lay with each other. He’s in one of Luke’s old hoodies, one of them that comes down to around his thighs, and some stockings, comfortable cuddle clothing, nothing too sexy. He almost trips on the stairs in his rush to get the door before anyone else, grinning when he finally sees his boyfriend. “Baby!” he practically shouts, pulling him in for a tight hug.

Jared laughs in surprise at the enthusiasm and immediately throws his arms around him in return, feeling a little bit of giddiness well in his chest. “Hey,” he murmurs, pressing a kiss to his cheek before pulling him up off the ground and spinning him around. He sets him down feeling like a sap, and fighting back a little bit of a blush, before lifting his boyfriend’s chin and kissing him. “Hi.” he murmurs. 

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survivaltalent:

[text; 💝 J Baby 💝]: *; [text; 💝 J Baby 💝]: yes!! [text; 💝 J Baby 💝]: im getting out the soft blankets [text; 💝 J Baby 💝]: we’re gonna have the perfect cuddle sesh

Jared’s lips form a soft smirk that, to the expert eye, is nearly a smile. He’s a little childishly excited at the prospect of having the perfect cuddle sesh, and checks with Morty before borrowing the car and heading over to the house, in a soft, worn down hoodie with untouched hair straight out of the shower, and soft pajama pants and socks. He knocks on the door when he arrives and waits, that same smirk on his lips.

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[text; 💝 J Baby 💝]: all pjs are sexy on you [text; 💝 J Baby 💝]: definitely pjs, i dont care what kind [text; 💝 J Baby 💝]: lets be real we’re gonna end up naked at some point

[ message to: my little princess 🎀  - 1:20 AM ] damn. you flatter me, j prime.  [ message to: my little princess 🎀  - 1:21 AM ] tru tho. [ message to: my little princess 🎀  - 1:21 AM ] i’ll wear the cozy ones to make for ideal cuddling conditions. 

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survivaltalent:

[text; 💝 @lovingvoices 💝]: you should come over [text; 💝 J Baby 💝]: you should absolutely 100% come over [text; 💝 J Baby 💝]: bc you love me and i wanna cuddle you

[ message to: my little princess 🎀  - 1:17 AM ] mmmmm..... [ message to: my little princess 🎀  - 1:17 AM ] okay. you convinced me. [ message to: my little princess 🎀  - 1:17 AM ] i’m on my way now. [ message to: my little princess 🎀  - 1:18 AM ] what’s the dress code?  [ message to: my little princess 🎀  - 1:18 AM ] cute? pjs? cute pjs? sexy? sexy pjs?

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[text; 💝 J Baby 💝]: i miss you [text; 💝 J Baby 💝]: why dont you live in the haus [text; 💝 J Baby 💝]: then you'd only be a few rooms away ):

[ message to: my little princess🎀  - 1:14 AM ] you’re so fucking cute, baby.[ message to: my little princess 🎀  - 1:16 AM ] i miss you too… [ message to: my little princess 🎀  - 1:16 AM ] tempted to come over…….

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“I don’t wanna get up. And I’d have to get up because I don’t want you to go alone. I’ll miss you.”

Noel chuckles and pulls his boyfriend onto his chest, running his fingers through his hair and kissing his forehead softly. “You’re so cute when you’re clingy, Kagan.”

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{ @lovingvoices }

“I wish I had some fucking Fairy God Parents, I want a kit kat so bad.“

“Okay. Well. While you may not have a Wanda or a Cosmo, you have a boyfriend who can drive to the convenience store.”

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specterae:

“i agree– you are a fuckin’ reckless child.” petunia wears her candy apple grin devilishly. her arms go around his neck, having to rise up on her toes even with the help of her heels. arguing with him during class was one of the biggest reasons she didn’t dip on intro to polisci. getting to fuck him right after was one hell of an added bonus. “i think you’ve found a common ground.” hand snakes into his hair in order to pull him down, smile hovering over his as she speak. “for now.”

“well, you wouldn’t have me any other way.” he smirks. he steps in closer, just a bit, so their bodies are touching, so they’re so close that the only possible course of action they could take is to kiss, looking her over with amusement and attraction as she speaks, moving down with a hum when she grips in his hair. “well, that’s all i can really ask for.” he moves down a little bit, so their lips are mere inches apart. “you’re such an exciting challenge,” he murmurs, his voice low and sensual before he pulls her in as close as he can get her and moves one hand up to snake into her hair, pressing a deep, passionate kiss to her lips, hips pressed against hers, pulling her up on her tippy toes and pinning her to him.

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specterae:

“oh sweetie, watch your step there. once it sinks its claws in, it won’t wanna let go, and this proves to be bad for both parties. the government doesn’t run the same as the economy– all this hope for the best won’t wanna deal with the reality that the market fluctuates as much as it does. it’ll leave it in worse condition than when it began.” his shift is noticeable and she moves in just the same, reaches up and rests her knuckles against his temple. “am” tap “I” tap “getting” tap “through?”

“look, you got a point. i know you do, and i’ve never denied it. you’ve got good points, smart points,” he wraps his arms around her waist then, pulling her in closer with a soft smirk on his lips. “but call me a reckless optimist, or an idealistic child -- or a fuckin’ communist even -- as much as you like, i believe we can strike a balance in legislation that allows for every party to benefit except for those who seek to rob people of their rights as consumers.”

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“aaaand i’m just saying that the government has to realize that overstepping creates some red flags.” she’ll pinch the material of his shirt between her fingers and scoff. red. typical. “‘course you’d know.”

“is that like a really fuckin’ terrible ginger joke, or a commentary on how often we’ve had this debate? ‘cause both seem equally likely comin’ from you.” he smirks and steps in a little closer to her, not touching her though, letting her play her little game. “y’know, you’d think considerin’ how often we’ve debated over this, it’d actually get through your thick skull. government intervention in business should be limited to a degree, but we should also be able to intervene in cases of extreme market failure or unjust corruption of the market.” he shifts a little closer to her, every word he speaks just as flirtatious as the last. 

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survivaltalent:

“Sully,” he repeats, almost purring it, though he pulls back as he’s turned down and quickly ends up bristling when the word kiddo is dropped. Even under normal situations, Sully wouldn’t get away with that, so it sends hostility shooting through his system. He stamps it down and instead smiles, reaching out to run a hand along his forearm. “You don’t swing that way?” He pouts briefly before grinning. “That’s what they all say, sweetheart.”

He feels a little more arousal curl in him when he says his name like that, and he swallows. He knows the kiddo was a risky move, he knows Jeep, but... It felt right in the moment. He keeps an eye on him for his reaction, and then blinks in surprise as his hand is on his arm, blushing a little bit. “Well, I mean,” he chuckles, shrugging a little and recoiling ever so slightly from his touch, a little too intrigued to pull away much. “Maybe, they all say that, but. Maybe I’m not them.” he clears his throat. “I uh... It’s just... I’m straight, so.”

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survivaltalent:

Every part of him just wants to wrap his arms around Sully and give him a smooch, but they’re playing a game right now and he can’t ruin it. He lifts an eyebrow right back at him and sips his cocktail before leaning in to make up for the lost space. “Or something,” he repeats, looking him over and licking his lips. “My name’s Jack.”

He shifts a little and swallows as he moves in close again, recoiling slightly in character but feeling some arousal swell up in him as he licks his lips, as he looks at him that way Jeep always looks at him. He clears his throat. “I’m Sully,” he says. He almost sticks out a hand for a handshake, but they’re too close. “Uh, just so you know, man, if this is like...  a gay thing or whatever, I don’t really like... swing that way, you know what I mean?” he chuckles. “Sorry there, kiddo.”

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survivaltalent:

JP is more excited than he should be and he recognizes that. He’s dressed very masculine tonight, matching Sully’s outfit almost exactly without meaning to. He’s been watching him for a little bit, set up in a corner and sipping at a cocktail while he takes in the other. Jeep decides that he’s waited long enough and saunters over, stepping fully into his space as he speaks. “Hey there, handsome.” His voice is audible, but only just so. “You here alone?”

He shifts a little away from him as he moves in. He feels soft around JP, comfortable, it’s something he has to work hard to keep from showing on his face when he speaks. “Hey,” he says, cautiously, an eyebrow raised. He gives him a look filled with amusement and subtle confusion, and chuckles. “Uh, yeah, actually.” he smiles softly. “You lookin’ for a wing man or somethin’?”