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danny ramirez , mercedes MV .

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if you ever want to love an idiot you know where to find me

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"i think i'm already a pretty good friend for getting you away from that asshole," wren points out just long enough to make noel think he might not actually kiss him ever again. they wait, eyes searching noel's face for permission or some kind of bluff they know isn't there. the hand at his thigh, the look on noel's face are clear indicators. they scoot in closer, drape an arm around the back of noel's head and slip the fingers on his mouth to his jaw. holds it in place. wren's lips meet the other's and he breathes against him close enough noel probably feels his chest rise and fall. it's softer, not like it was in front of brian and his friends. not rushed like it was in the room they'd been hiding. it's just the two of them now and they've got all the time in the world to do whatever they want.

Right now, Noel wasn't sure what was worse: that Wren was hurt or that he couldn't stop thinking about those damn kisses. Before Brian interrupted them in that private room, they really shared the best kiss Noel ever experienced. And he really kissed quite a few people before, so he could tell a good and a bad kiss apart. ❝You left an impression,❞ Noel answered truthfully while tilting his head to face his best friend again. They kissed for the show, that was something Noel tried to remind himself of over and over again, but it didn't work well. His heart started beating much faster the moment he felt his best friend's hand on his skin. Unintentionally, he leaned against Wren's hand a bit more while his own hand came to rest on Wren's thigh. Noel's blue eyes lingered on their face unwilling to look away. ❝Maybe you should be a good friend and teach me how to kiss like that?❞ Noel whispered against Wren's finger.

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MICHAEL EVANS BEHLING

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ok gonna finish messaging people so one more call for discord writing partners (heart that post) !

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i took all the love i had left over for you and devoured another with it.

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I’m lying, I’ve never given up on you. I love you so much, my love is enough for the both of us. All you need to do is hold my hand.

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This man has me giggling… I have to kill him

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i ... haven't asked this in literal years but i'd love a few more discord writing partners ... ? mine's not super updated because i haven't been here much recently, but we can plot from your wishlist or mine or brainstorm. (i like angsty shippy queer asf things best.) i have many more muses than listed on my indie, and also always happy to create new exclusives for plots with writing partners<3 give this a like and i'll dm later to chat~

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"what a shame. i'd have loved to hear about your fantasies." there's a pout of faux disappointment on minjee's lips as she places her straw between them once again to finish the last sip of her beverage. she's adamant in her belief that she's never seen this woman before, so she responds with a shrug. "i'm certain of it. but if you'd like, i can buy us both another round and you can tell me how you think you know me."

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“my dreams?” mitzi splutters out in surprise, before a laugh bubbles up past her lips. it’s definitely not the kind of response that she was expecting but there is something rather smooth about it. almost painfully so. “no, i don’t quite think that’s it,” she insists softly after she recovers, gaze flickering over minjee’s face. “you’re sure we don’t know one another?”

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minjee's certain she's never seen this woman before in her life (she'd remember someone who looks like that,) but they entertain the idea anyway, leaning in with an interested smirk and resting their elbow against the bar beside them. "oh, do i?" she twirls a straw around ice in her glass, most of the liquid gone now. they'd never waste a drop, though. "in real life, no. but maybe you recognize me from your dreams?"

open to w/enby. muse: mitzi cartwright. bisexual. she/her. bartender. plot: based loosely on obsessed by olivia rodrigo. mitzi is in a super new relationship... and she finds herself a little obsessed with her current partner's ex.

had mitzi being using her finsta to stalk their instagram? maybe. is that how she knows they'll be out at this bar tonight? also maybe. a drink in hand, she acts like she's in the middle of heading somewhere before pausing to do an extremely obvious double take in their direction. "do i know you from somewhere? i swear, you have such a familiar face!"

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about to retire/pause 75% of my muses so i can focus on like. 6 of them. ill regret this a week into my return but shh ..

update culling is over<3

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"you're fine." they aren't annoyed with noel's hovering, even though they believe it is wholly unnecessary. he's glad it's over though. places the cold pack to his abdomen for at least a minute to appease their friend, even if - again - he feels it unnecessary. there's a twinge of a smirk at his lips again when he hears noel's question. "still thinking about it, huh?" they tease and flicker their gaze to the other's lips. they're still thinking about it, too, if they're honest with themself. wren places the items from their friend on the side table and thinks for a moment. fuck it. decides to be a little crazy. he lifts his hand, runs his fingertips along noel's jaw, then his cheek, then his lips. lets them rest there as they stare unashamed. whether he's trying to drive noel mad or himself, he doesn't know. maybe both. "wouldn't you like to know."

Noel knew that he was probably a little too worried and maybe he took things a little too seriously. But he hated that Brian dared to hurt Wren like that. And maybe Noel tried to distract his mind from the kisses they shared. Reminding himself that their intimate moments have been nothing but an act. Noel handed them the towel and cold pack, still with a worried expression on his face. It was probably this kind of expression that eventually got too much for Wren. Their fingers on his arm ended Noel's unhealthy train of thought. ❝Sorry, I didn't mean to act like an overprotective mom.❞ Noel gave his friend a lopsided smirk, trying to lift the mood, but it didn't help that much. Without thinking about it further, he sat down on the couch next to his friend. A groan fell from his lips while leaning his head back against the backrest of the couch. ❝When did you learn to kiss like that?❞ Noel suddenly asked his friend, trying to draw the topic to something else.

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all wren can offer is an eye roll, 'cause they're certain they can handle anything. even from noel. especially from noel. "you don't have to make up for shit, noel. really. don't worry about it." this whole thing was their idea in the first place. they wanted to make brian jealous. they wanted to kiss their friend. friend. friend. they wanted to fight brian. thoughts interrupted by noel's return, they look up at the towel, cold pack. it's almost too much. noel is so sweet. in an effort to drown out every last thought in their head, they suck down the rest of their beer. binge it like an idiot. they set the bottle aside on the living room table and sit on the couch, resigned. he reaches for noel's arm, grips it between their fingers. "stop looking at me like that. i'll live." they tug at it. "sit with me?"

No matter if Wren's answer was genuine or just a joke, Noel felt his lips curl into a smirk. ❝You should be careful what you wish for because you won't be ready for a lap dance by yours truly.❞ He looked up, giving Wren a wink before he finished applying ointment on the visible bruise. Slowly, he got up to his feet, cleaning his hands with a paper tissue first, then he put the ointment away. Their words made Noel sigh immediately, Of course, he knew all along how Wren felt about Brian and sadly, Noel had to agree with his friend now. Brian was aware of how much Wren meant to Noel and it must've been enough of a reason not to hurt Wren. But here they are. Noel grabbed a fluffy towel quickly.❝I just wish it didn't come this far. It's my fault that you are hurt like that. How can I ever make up for this?❞ He asked before Wren opted for the couch. Instead of going to the living room, Noel went to the kitchen. He took a cool pack from the freezer, wrapped it into the fluffy towel, and moved to the living room again. ❝Here. Put it on your side once you are done with your beer.❞

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i wanna reply to things but my drafts are a messssss cause im a bad person we'll see i may have to start almost fresh

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ok finally behaving and messaging people back about the beach town discord server so if anyone else wants to hop in, shoot me your discord user via message or dm pls<3