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so i know i promised to be back but then i fell off again. i'm sorry for being the worst. there were some big and difficult changes with work and it was hard

any who

if we have an established thing and you want me to make a starter for them, please like this or hmu and I will work on that today or tomorrow

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"Oh yeah?" Dottie said softly. It wasn't as if she'd ever not say what ever she wanted, whatever she felt needed to be said. She gripped his cheeks between her fingers as she moved his head to get access to a cut on his neck. "I'll wait to say it until after you're done eating to say whatever it is I want to say," She once again put more alcohol than was needed on the cut. "I was thinking Thai food but before that, take your shirt off." She stepped back and looked at him expectedly.

Kyle's light hues rolled just as hers had. "Yeah, so you've said." he quipped, though even with his lip split he couldn't help the slight smirk that quirked the corner of it upward. He stayed quiet for a moment after she spoke, because they both knew she was right, and while that annoyed him, he also couldn't help but appreciate the fact that she was here...even if he didn't really know how to show it, and certainly would never say as much. He hissed through his teeth as the alcohol stung. "As long as the food is greasy...you can say anything." he responded, unable to stop his smirk from widening slightly, as his eyes met hers. "Thinking is overrated Dot." he joked, his nickname for her rolling off his tongue fondly.

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Dottie doesn't say anything for a moment, dabbing at one of the cuts on his face for a beat too long before putting a dot of ointment and a bandaid on it. "I figured," she spoke as she moved on to the next cut on his face, "That it was your fault because why would you come here and not go to the ER, to one of of your friends, to....anywhere but here. I thought it was because you were guilty of something."

"Right, this was my fault. Of course you'd assume that," Juan breathed out angry. Angry at himself mostly--angry over having gotten here of all places but he didn't want to be alone and he missed her. He wanted her back. He had wanted her back almost since the moment he ended things but at the time it seemed like the right thing to do. He had been investigating some fucked up stuff and he didn't want her to get hurt because of him. "In case you're interested, this happened because I was defending someone. Thanks for helping me," he added after a beat, his shoulders dropping.

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"Hey, hey now," Mason grabbed her wrists, gentle but firm, and moved them away from her face. "I wanna see the blush on your cheeks when your realize exactly what you were doing." He smirks softly, leaning forward to pull her into his lap and his arms circling her waist. "Just gotta remind my self to keep ice cream in stock when ever you're around." He pressed a kiss to her cheek. He felt comfortable like this, in the back of his head the clock was ticking down until this all imploded.

Hailey knew they were an unlikely pair, opposites in almost ever sense, but if she'd learned anything in 7th grade science, it was that opposites attract, right? Besides, how bad could Mason really be when he made her as happy as he had the past few months? The redhead's brows furrowed slightly, blue hues darting down to the cone, mid-lick before she looked back at him, catching the change in his tone, and her free hand came up to cover her face as her cheeks reddened instantly. "Oh my god." she muttered, shaking her head as a small laugh left her. She moved her hand reaching out to slap at his chest playfully. "You're the worst." she teased, as it finally clicked why he'd been staring at her.

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so i know i promised to be back but then i fell off again. i'm sorry for being the worst. there were some big and difficult changes with work and it was hard

any who

if we have an established thing and you want me to make a starter for them, please like this or hmu and I will work on that today or tomorrow

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Dottie wasn’t sure if it was super late or very early when they showed up at her door covered in cuts and bruises. Seeing them through the peephole like that was such a scare that she opened the door right away, forgetting she was still in her normal sleep clothes: an oversized t-shirt and panties. It was a shock if she was being honest, it had been over a year since their relationship had ended. She had been completely heartbroken by the whole ordeal but now, here she was with them sitting in her bathroom and her cleaning their cuts.

Dabbing at a cut on their cheek she decided to break the heavy silence, “You gotta get better at keeping your mouth shut sometimes.” 

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Chloe felt so STUPID. So utterly and completely stupid. Of course, they didn’t feel the same. She had probably read too much into their exchanges. The “I love you’s” were just platonic. God, she should have known they wouldn’t love her back. She had this whole thing planned out, she was finally going to just have the courage to tell them how she felt. Her makeup was done, she had picked out an outfit that the other had complimented her on a bunch, and she had shown up to a party that she didn’t even really want to attend. She thought it would be cute, all their other friends knew how she felt, so it would be ‘so fun’, she thought, to confess to them there so they all could be a part of it.

And there they were, making out with someone else. She closed her eyes tight, willing the tears not to come. So stupid. When her eyes opened, the other was looking at her with a big smile. Of course they’d be happy that their best friend showed up. Forcing a smile, she gave a small wave and watched as they walked towards her.

“Hey,” Chloe tried to make it so they couldn’t notice her heart was breaking by teasing them, “I can see you’re enjoying the party.”

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I'm here, I'm dropping like all but 3 of my drafts, and I'm gonna post some new starters.

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Life sucks. I hope to be back on Thursday.

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Chloe starts moving her hand up and down his cock, thumb swiping at the head occasionally or giving it a light squeeze. Her core rocks against his fingers, whimpers and soft moans escaping her lips.

She felt her stomach tense, the pressure building. It wouldn't be long until she reached her peak.

"Morgan," She gasped softly, her forehead falling against his shoulder. "I need it so bad, baby."

"That's right, baby." Morgan murmurs, peppering her skin with kisses as he works his fingers inside of her, focusing on her cliet.

His focus falters when her soft hand wraps around him, and he stifles a groan.

"You feel what you do to me, hm?" He asks, shifting his hips into her hand. "Think about how good I'm going to feel inside of you, hm? Going to fil you up so much better than my fingers, pretty girl."

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IT DID IT AGAIN

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i'm going to crash the fuck out. i hate tumblr. i was working on making an actually nice bio and i saved it, i saved it so many times but tumblr now says the PAGE DOESN'T EXIST.

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Dottie rolled her eyes at him, her eyes focused on the blood she was cleaning up and looking for the source. "You're an idiot." She repeated quietly, a look of annoyance set on her face despite the determination to make sure she was ok. "Kyle, we both know you won't send me anywhere because you know once I'm done, I'm going to order food. So I can say pretty much anything right now." She grabbed the bottle of alcohol and wet a cotton swab with it, dabbing at the wound. "Someone's got to remind you to actually think about things sometimes."

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"Listen, I already said you didn't need to come do this, so if you're gonna be a bitch the whole time, I'll just leave it alone." Kyle grumbled as Dottie called him an idiot for not even close to the first time as she wiped at the blood around his nose and lip. When he'd gone to collect the payment that someone owed him, it hadn't gone as smoothly as he'd hoped. It still went worse for the other man, but Kyle hadn't been completely unscathed. Like a moron, he'd answered Dot's video call soon after, and she'd come over to clean him up, despite his insistence that it wasn't necessary.

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Chloe's hand shot up to cover her face, the pain radiating through her face into her head. She was seeing stars, vision blurred slightly. She's fallen and run into things enough to know that she likely had a mild concussion. She didn't want to let Brody see it yet.

She did what he said, taking her hand away from her face. A faint purple was forming on her face under her eye. "It's alright," She looked up at him. "I'll be fine."

He was ready to pull away, actually back off the fight as Chloe pressed between the two of them. Brody caught it right as it was happening but his reaction time was short, the blow meant for him landed against Chloe's cheek despite his efforts to catch it and he instinctively grabbed hold of her in order to steady her. If he was pissed before, now he was enraged.

One hand still holding Chloe's arm Brody retaliated with a hard and unfairly well aimed punch that clocked the other man in the face, effectively making good in Brody's original promise. Knocking him the fuck out. That anger didn't last, quelled by his concern for Chloe as he turned his blues to her, gently tilting her face up so he could see her face.

"Hey, lemme see," he said, voice soft but still strained with his aggression, not aimed towards her, never towards her. "-- shit, baby, I'm sorry." And he meant it, his eyes raked over her face, putting himself between the knocked out asshole and his friends just in case they wanted to retaliate further.

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Mason leaned back, arms resting behind his head. He hadn't really kept anyone around this long in a while. He was bad news, his intentions weren't pure. The sex was great, she was so eager to learn and please. He could use that to his advantage but he'd be lying if he didn't keep her around because he liked being around her. Because he liked the fact that she saw the good in things when he was focused on the bad. But he ignored that most times. If he focused too much on it he'd get in his own head about ruining her and he'd back out. Right now he'd be selfish.

"Nothin', sweetheart," He shook his head with a smirk. "Keep eating your ice cream just like that."

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Hailey had never felt about anyone the way she felt about Mason, and while her older sister Hannah warned her that he was bad news, she just didn't see that. Maybe it was the fact that she leaned toward seeing the good in everyone, or maybe it was 'rose-colored glasses' like Hannah said, but either way, Hailey was head over heels. Which meant she was more than willing to try and live up to the experience he had under his belt, lest he get bored with her and drop her for someone else. Although, being sexy didn't necessarily come naturally to Hailey, so when Mason was staring at her as she ate her ice cream, big blue hues looked back at him through her glasses, brows furrowing slightly. "What?" she asked with a small giggle. The thought not even occurring to her that the way she was licking the cone could be considered suggestive.

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Maggie ran a hand through her hair. "I do want that." her voice was so soft that she could barely be heard by him. Hearing him say he wanted to be in her boys life was another double edged sword in her mind. She wanted someone who would be supportive, she wanted her sons to have someone like Tate.

But then, if this ended, that would be more heart break.

"and what if it doesn't work out?" she asks.

Tate lets out another sigh.

"I want you to want me for more than just sex and waffles. I want to be your partner, to take you out. Maybe eventually be involved in the boys lives, I don't know. I want to give this a chance."

It was maybe more vulnerable than he meant to be, but who cared. If he couldn't be vulnerable now, then when could he? Whether he said something or didn't, if she'd made up her mind to walk out the door then there wasn't anything he was going to do to stop her.

"But none of that matters if it's too much for you. And if it is, that sucks for me but I get it that you've got more to worry about."