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"I'll go with you, make sure that either she isn't still there or if she is, that she doesn't give you any trouble. Because no, it isn't too harsh. You set the expectation, she needs to follow through." She promised. "I really am sorry. All I want is your happiness. You deserve happiness, more than most people I know. And I don't know if you've notice, I do try and the good in everyone." She winked, hoping to get a real smile out of the other. With one hand holding her mug, she used the other to reach out and give Bobbie's knee a gentle squeeze. "How can I help??"
Maybe it was the fear of all the potential 'I told you so' that could come from the telling people of the split, maybe that's why she'd clung on for so long, at least the time she'd spent with Kelsie wasn't completely full of arguments, but there was an anger at herself too, for letting things drag on this long, to a point where her own apartment had been used as a place for the other to cheat on her. At Paige's response, Bobbie gave a half-hearted shrug, wrinkling her nose slightly before taking a sip of her tea, unable to resist the sigh of relief as it warmed her, inside out. "She'll have no choice, when I go back and she's still there, or her stuff is there, it's going out, either the door or the window." The blonde laid back, head resting on the back of the couch. "Is that too harsh?"
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"Magic." Paige teased, "old my grams always said, a little bit of love really makes a difference. It's all about good intentions." She shrugged, leaning back a bit and taking a careful sip of the hot liquid from her mug. At the confession that Bobbie had left Kelsie, Paige did her best to school her features on her face. She took a moment, despite wanting to punch the air around her in victory. From day one she had disliked Kelsie and the feeling had kept growing. Bobbie was too good for that woman. After taking another sip, she nodded, humming. "Well, I'm sorry. I know you were trying really hard to make it work." There. Supportive. "Do you think she'll listen? Be out today? You're welcome to stay here, however long you need. You know that, right?" She ignored the ache in her chest, the want. Just because they had broken up didn't mean she stood a chance.
Bobbie sighed out heavily, whilst Paige reassured her not to worry about her arrival late last night, it still weighed on her that she'd just shown up out of the blue, no warning, no explanation. Sitting up a little, she ran her fingers through her hair, brushing it back out of her face a little. "I appreciate it, plus, you always make great tea." She mused, offering a small smile, before letting the other wrap her up in a hug, one she felt she truly needed. Reaching for the mug, Bobbie cradled it between both hands, debating on whether she wanted to really get into things with the other, but there was no point in denying it. "I left Kelsie last night." She uttered after a quiet moment. It wasn't a secret that her relationship wasn't the greatest, and she certainly wouldn't have called what they had 'love', but the lies and the gaslighting, and top it off, the cheating she saw the prior evening, had brought Bobbie crashing in on the realisation that she had to end things. "I said I'd give her today to collect everything she needs from the apartment and leave, but I just- I couldn't stay there last night."
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I feel so freaking old coming back to tumblr. So much has changed. My New XKit isn't letting me manipulate reblogs like I'm used to.
I need a tumblr rp 101 class
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Oliver Stark | Men's Health Interview (December 2022)
" 'Big legs or big arms?' 'Ah... big arms!' "
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“Flashback”, dir. Christopher MacBride
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For you, I would cross the line
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...why...why...why...are there so many lou fans in the oliver stark tag.
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"Oh?" Ezra wondered, "Is that why I always see you watching me next door? You know, you're pretty good for a guys' ego." He smirked. He had noticed that any time he felt like there were eyes on him, it always seemed to be her. "And, does that explain why you're out here so late? You weren't waiting on me were you? You bad bad girl."
open to: anyone relationship: dating, s/o, exes??, could be a friend of one of her siblings, a peer, a neighbor, have fun ✨🎵✨ about samantha ✨
" can't get my mind off you, i think i might be obsessed. the very thought of you makes me wanna get undressed... "
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Paige tiptoed through the apartment, making her way to the kitchen to start the kettle for some water. She paused for a moment to take in her sleep houseguest before continuing on. She managed to catch the kettle before it whistled, grinning in success. American or not, a kettle was always the way to go for heating up water for tea. She poured the water between two mugs and doctored then both up, the string to the tea bag hanging from the side. Carrying them both back to the couch, she walked around it to sit on the coffee table. "Hey you." She murmured, "Don't even worry about it." Setting one mug down next to her on the table, she wrapped both arounds around the other, savoring the warmth. "I made tea, it'll be easier on you than going straight to coffee."
She watched the other woman silently for a moment, "Wanna talk about it??" She questioned. "Or not, it's completely up to you babes, just know...I'm here."
open to :: anyone (f/nb if romantic) plot :: bobbie came round late last night needing a place to stay connection :: best friend, fwb, ex
She wasn't even sure if she'd slept that much, the cushions around her had engulfed her body the moment she'd laid down, but her mind had been racing. The patter of feet behind the couch had let Bobbie know her host was awake, but she didn't shift too much, just opening her eyes to take in the morning light. "Sorry 'bout last night."
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I've been gone so long I can't update my muse page....do I have to redo it?!
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Alaric never pictured himself in this situation, and he had pictured himself in multiple situations...but this? Never But then Caroline had walked into his life and he found himself intrigued by her. He wanted to woo her, to be her first in every way possible. He wanted to show her just how pleasurable life could be.
Her breathless words had him grinning, "Trust me Kitten, you're doing perfect." His low voice assured her. His hold tightened on her hips, pulling her down firmer against his thigh. He could smell her arousal thick in the air. "That's it darling, doesn't it feel good?"
Removing one hand from her hip, he reached up and used his thumb to pull her bottom lip from between her teeth. "Don't quiet yourself, I want to hear you. You sound incredible." He promised. "Absolutely incredible Kitten."
He shifted slightly beneath her, she was testing his self control which was something he prided himself on. His jeans were straining against his hardened member, eager for some sort of release for himself. But this was about her, not him. "You're not messing this up. Every bolt of electricity rushing through you? That means you're doing something just right. Tell me, how wet are you for me right now?" Leaning his head in, he brushed his nose along her neck before pressing his lips against her skin and sucking roughly before nipping at her delicate skin.
muse: caroline mae whitaker. 20s. kindergarten teacher. open to: male / 25+. plot: an enthusiastic virgin and an experienced, possessive male plot. give me muse a thigh riding muse b because she isn’t ready to fuck him yet. a lot of ‘you’re doing so good, kitten’ and ‘just like that baby.’ the slow burn surrounding muse a’s first time. muse b taking care of her the morning after, tracing her hickeys in front of the mirror while they’re both still nude. starter tag: @indiestarter notes: replies will be posted as new threads for tracking purposes.
Caroline’s breath hitched as her fingers curled tightly into the fabric of his shirt, her cheeks flushed and warm as she perched on his thigh. The steady press beneath her was overwhelming, her heart racing with a mixture of excitement and nerves as she shifted experimentally, the friction sending a shiver up her spine. "I—I don’t know if I’m doing this right," she whispered, her voice trembling as her wide eyes flickered up to meet his. The way he was looking at her—steady, confident, and entirely focused—made her feel both safe and utterly exposed all at once. Her thighs trembled slightly as she moved again, a soft whimper slipping from her lips before she quickly bit down on her bottom lip to stifle the sound. "It’s... it’s a lot," she admitted, her cheeks burning even brighter as her hands clutched tighter to the front of his shirt. Caroline let out a shaky breath, trying to steady herself against the rush of sensations coursing through her. She knew she wasn’t ready for more, not yet, but the way his hands rested so firmly on her hips—guiding her without rushing her—made her feel like maybe that was okay. "Tell me I’m not... messing this up," she murmured, her voice barely audible as she glanced up at him again, searching for the reassurance she desperately needed.
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I always intend to come back and never do 😅🙃
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Olivia was glad to be pulled on top of him. Straddling his waist, she cupped his face as she let herself melt into his kiss. Allowing his tongue to part her lips, hers wrestled his for dominance. Okay, that need she was feeling was getting stronger. Lifting her skirt a little, she allowed her hips to grind against his.
The spandex costume did nothing to hide how much he was enjoying her movement. Every rock of her hips had reacting. He moaned quietly into her mouth, his hands slipping up under her skip and squeezing at her bottom, rocking his hips up to keep hers.
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She scrunched her nose at his joke, leaning in and hiding her face in his shoulder as she giggled. Looking back up into his eyes, she bit her lower lip softly. “I’m very glad you didn’t skip out.” Olivia wasn’t sure where this night was going. On one hand she was very okay with them just laying and talking all night. On the other hand, she so badly wanted to jump his bones. Leaning in, she kissed him deeply again to see which side was going to win.
“Me too.” Trevor replied honestly. He had been close to skipping out, just staying back at his apartment and eating popcorn while watching movies. But this? Meeting Olivia? Was much better than his previous plans. As she leaned in for another kiss, he pulled her on top of himself, keeping their lips pressed together. He deepened the kiss, his tongue daring out and nudging her lips open.
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She scrunched her nose at his joke, leaning in and hiding her face in his shoulder as she giggled. Looking back up into his eyes, she bit her lower lip softly. “I’m very glad you didn’t skip out.” Olivia wasn’t sure where this night was going. On one hand she was very okay with them just laying and talking all night. On the other hand, she so badly wanted to jump his bones. Leaning in, she kissed him deeply again to see which side was going to win.
“Me too.” Trevor replied honestly. He had been close to skipping out, just staying back at his apartment and eating popcorn while watching movies. But this? Meeting Olivia? Was much better than his previous plans. As she leaned in for another kiss, he pulled her on top of himself, keeping their lips pressed together. He deepened the kiss, his tongue daring out and nudging her lips open.
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Olivia laughed as he rolled off her, moving to lay on her side to face it. “I didn’t mean that I wanted to stop.” She pointed out, her hand on his chest and tracing circles. “Aww, but we could’ve had that moment in the movie where she kisses him upside down.” Admittedly she always thought that part was really weird. “I’m really glad that you came to this party tonight. The superman to my Lois Lane.”
It was strange how such a simple touch, her hand against his chest, could send a shiver through him. “We could’ve, and then one of us probably would’ve gotten a concussion. Probably me.” He joked. Reaching out, he tugged her closer, his smile softening. “Me too Lois Lane. And to think, I almost skipped out.” He leaned in, nudging his nose against hers.
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“You know,” Pia mused as she began waking up, “I can feel you watching me.” Carefully she rolled over to face the other, grinning sleepily with amusement.
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of course he wasn’t going to stop, that wouldn’t be fun for him at all, would it? the problem was, she knew this was going to be difficult. “m..yes, of course!” maybe a bit too enthusiastic, fuck. “.. i can pick up some things.. n-no problem..” she panted as she leant her head away from the phone for a moment, giving zeke this gaze of ecstasy as if not to stop. “i-i gotta go.. i’m going through a tunnel..” she immediately hung up the fun and moaned into her hands as she covered her face. “please.. don’t stop..”
Holding back a chuckle, not wanting her father to know someone else was in the car with her, he simply continued to tease her. It didn’t take her long at all to start falling apart. As soon as she ended the call, he was clicking his tongue against the roof of his mouth. “Tsk, tsk darling. I thought you could keep your control longer than that.” He lifted his hand slightly, though he was eager to continue as he felt the fabric beneath his fingers becoming wet. “Ask me nicely kitten, and maybe I’ll continue.”
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