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[overnightheartbeats]

if you know me so well, what's my favorite color? 🎇 ( @ laurel)

PROMPTS FOR THINGS FRIENDS SAY TO EACH OTHER // @martieshub

"Pop quizzes? Low blow Eli," she teased with a laugh escaping her lips, as he challenged her claim that she knew him really well, probably better than most people. They had years of friendship under their belt, so she felt confident in her claim. Still, she couldn't disguise the gleam in her eye; the question only amused her especially because she knew the answer, and this would only confirm she was right. Laurel knew him really well. "Which one was it again," she wondered out loud, resting her chin on her palm as she feigned to be deep in thought.

She could feel his eyes on her, was he waiting for her to say the wrong thing? Impossible. Over time, Laurel had learned all sorts of things and quirks about Eli. She knew him better than anyone else in her life, and probably more than she even knew herself. That was the thing with best friends, wasn't it? That feeling was foreign to her, to have a person - a friend. She could never lose this, the thought alone was shattering her. "Really tough question. I was leaning neon orange, but final answer? Midnight blue. So, what's my prize? Besides the uncontested title that I'm right, like always."

[hot-head-birb]

👌 oliver for Angel

send me 👌 if your muse would bang mine

Angel looked the trainer up and down with a finger hooked on her bottom teeth. Her bent arms pushed her breasts together as if inviting him to follow through

[tamlindudley]

8 for tamlin♥️

Send a character + one or more of these questions!

8. What's something the fandom does when it comes to this character that you despise?

It bugs me when they portray him as a himbo incapable of doing anything. Sure, he has made his share of mistakes but he's neither stupid nor incapable. Canon villanization and Fanon himbofication are both extreme and hypocritical in the case of Tamlin.

[goldenboybridgers]

-ˏˋ♥̩͙♥̩̩̥͙♥̩̥̩ ⑅ @gollldrush said - “don’t  call  me  ‘ baby ’  again .” ˚ ༘♡ ·˚ ₊˚ˑ༄ؘ

Aurelius startles slightly at the words that come so sharply from Leo's mouth. He blinks at her, lips slightly pursued--dumbfounded. He'd been calling her different pet names for a while now, running down the list and figuring out which ones sounded best--fit best. Usually it was out of habit, sometimes out of a desire to give her one. She hadn't said anything about it before, but suddenly it seemed to have struck a nerve. He cleared his throat lightly, hands on his hips, his gaze shifting down to the floor. A beat.

"All right," ze hummed, a little hurt. "What shall I call you then? Love? Sweetheart? Darling? Beautiful?"

[wrathfulmercy]

[  COMPLICATED  ]:      despite having a strictly no-strings-attached se.xual relationship with the receiver, the sender, having realized they’ve developed feelings for them along the way, tells them that they love them, at the risk of losing them entirely in the process. (Izzy)

I love you prompts from here @ourwrittenstories

Maybe he should have seen it coming by the way she clung to him sometimes. By the way she looked for his gaze in the club or how she showed up at his basement in the middle of the night. Maybe it was his fault for giving her too much, by letting her in too deep and meeting her one too many times. They both had a responsibility in this and maybe he should have been the wiser one that didn’t get seduced by all her noticeable features. Maybe he was just as weak as her.

“Izzy.” he sighed and let his eyes sink to the ground, his arm still resting in the doorframe of the entrance to his apartment, fingers fiddling nervously cause he didn’t know what to say. When was the last time someone said that to him? “Fuck, come in. I don’t want anybody to see you standing there.” Eagerly he grabbed her wrist to pull her in so he could lock the door behind her, his back rested against the door just like one foot, arms crossing when he tilted his head to look at her again. “What do you expect me to say to that, mhm?”

She had been here many times already and the weapons and files spread all over the desks and floor probably didn’t scare her anymore, but after all he was just as much a mess as his room screamed already, leaving him with no other choice than pushing himself off the door to walk over to his improvised kitchen to fill a glass of bourbon. “Your father will not be amused by this. And for the first time ever I have to admit I agree with him.” Eyes wandered to her still standing there with her hands folded as if she was about to get scolded for fucking bad grades. But no, this was worse than that.

After taking a sip he leaned his back against the counter and scratched over his scruff, deep wrinkles written on his forehead. “This is a very bad idea. It was from the start.” And he should have known it. Wasn’t he the grown man in all of this? The one who would be wiser? He put the glass down and walked towards Izzy, taking her hands in his much taller and rougher ones to catch her sight. “Listen to me. Either you will forget about the shit you just said and I will too, or I will need you to leave.” Didn’t he threaten her with a break up too many times before already? Maybe she just needed to hear it once more. “This will never go beyond the sheets, you hear me? You knew that.”

[tealeavesandthorns]

😘

It's international kissing day! Send 😘 to kiss my muse. - @brucieboy297

"Now what on earth did I do to deserve that Bruce?" Maria asked, fingers still gently on his face as she leaned back from where his lips had landed on hers not moments before.

[djdomberry]

FMK: Kurt, Ethan, Chris

Alright, alright, so... I'm marrying Kurt, for starters. Definitely good husband material, but also I just know him better than the other two guys, not gonna lie, and I think a good hypothetical marriage has to be built off, you know, knowing who you're marrying. And then let's go with fucking Chris and kissing Ethan. Honestly, I don't know either of 'em super well yet, I just know Chris has a jawline that looks like it could cut glass and that's sticking out to me a lot. But, hey, no knock against Ethan either, all these dudes are good-looking.

@kurtxhummels @thatschuesterguy @ethanmontgomery

[ruinedsoulsrp]

WHAT'S YOUR ROLE IN THE FOUND FAMILY DYNAMIC ??

Tagged by: @myriadxofxmuses (Thanks lovely) Tagging: @ssvperboy, @overnightheartbeats, @brckensociety, & anyone else whose inclined.

Brock: the protective one

it does not require much for you to take someone under your wing. you have a knack for seeing the best in others and rooting for them, and they look up to you in turn. they feel that you are safe to go to in times of chaos or strife, and are calmed by your presence. you take extra measures to make sure everyone feels supported. things that others might not even consider, you have already likely accounted for. in most scenarios, you are "the leader." your struggles tend to come from your desire to provide things to others. you want to give, to see those you love happy, to make wherever you are a place of comfort. your failures hit you hard because you see this as your responsibility, and you hate to let people down. ...okay, yes, there's no avoiding it: this is the parent friend.

Nick: the silent sufferer

you love your friends, but the truth is, you go through most of the real things alone. it's better that no one sees you like this. you'll be fine, really, because you're used to feeling this way. it'll pass. it always does. that's what you believe, anyway. you're more likely to give someone advice on a lesson you've learned without telling them how you learned it. you've come to realize that, if they're coming to you for advice, they'll be too preoccupied to ask. it stings, but it's... that's just the way feelings work sometimes. when you're around others, most of these problems seem to vanish, and you're better able to love the person you are. only on the worst days do you continue to hear that insistent whisper that it's, "all a lie because they don't know what's *really* going on." it's not a lie. you are loved. those moments together are real. there are times when you can afford not to be so strong.

[imperishable-prayers]

✨Wriggle!

✨ Deep interests

Fireflies are her number 1 favorite bug but do you know what's her number 2? Rolypolies! She loves those little rolling dudes! She knows a bunch of facts about them!

[muses-inn]

@countlessrealities / meme

🥂 [[ Rick & T'Ana? Being already grumpy about the year that hasn't begun yet xD ]]

[🖋️] The least person T'Ana expected to stumble into her office tonight after just finishing her shift is Richard Sanchez. Her unkempt fur bristles a little. "You have fucking nerves, showing up here after last time, Rick."

And she would have likely continued her harsh rant if not for the liquer bottle and champagne glasses in his hands. She groans and slams the door shut after him.

"Fine, I really could go for some of THAT shit after today. But if you want to thrust your drunk dick into a Caitian pussy tonight, you'll have to search elsewhere. I'm already booked." She puts her pad and her hypospray kit into a locker beneath her desk, away from Rick, and sits down again on her chair. She points at the chair across for him to sit down as well.

They toast and she takes a big sip from her glass before putting it back down on the desk with a content exhale. And then, back to business.

"Alright, why are you really here? Do you need Tetrovaline? Cortropine? Or are you just too embarrassed to buy Viagra down there?"

[rheaeaseandflow]

@nectaric asked: "is that a new dress?" poseidon asks, eyeing his mother up and down with an expression that could only be described as disdainful. "you probably should have gotten a different colour. this one makes you look sick." its not kind, but its not yelling, so poseidon was marking this conversation down as a win. / jhdnfd i am so sorry

"It's one I haven't worn in a while." Rhea replied honestly, noting the rude look in her son's eyes. She wasn't sure if he was acting rude on purpose or trying to be helpful...in his own Poseidon way but she wouldn't give him the satisfaction of starting a fight on cattiness. Rhea could be petty but opted for the high road. She had to often with Poseidon, in all his bitterness toward her.

"Well then. Perhaps you should join me to find something that doesn't make me look sick then. I need to be radiant. Are you free now?"

[overnightheartbeats]

"Shh, it's just me." 🎇

@martieshub

He hadn't meant to doze off, but the trip was longer than he remembered. Jolie had been right though, about leaving Wednesday and giving them time to rest. Without wanting to, Aaron had taken advantage of that - with his unplanned nap in the guest room. He was usually a heavy sleeper, able to sleep through everything - once even slept through an earthquake. However, Aaron hadn't mentioned to her that since he had to re-learn how to sleep on his own, he had lost the ability for deep slumber. So, the sound of the bedroom door opening was enough to snap him awake. Aaron quickly turned over in the bed, as if he was caught doing something wrong. His eyes squinted as he adjusted his vision. The room was dark, the only light coming from the hallway. How long had he been asleep? "Jolie...hi." The relief was evident in his voice as he registered that it was her in the doorway. Dreams usually just started this way, but when he woke up, she was never there. This was a first. "Sorry," hand running over his face, trying to dispel the remaining grogginess. "I didn't mean to sleep that long. You okay? Come here, sit. What's up?"

[hot-head-birb]

🎯-Ashley (from Song Mi)

Sinday Touches

🎯 undress

Ashley cooed as the woman’s hands moved up and down her feathery body. All Song Mi had to do was tug away the bright blue scarf around the Blaziken’s neck. Her large cleavage exposed for her along with a pair of charred feathers across her otherwise fluffy neck gruff.

The fiery bird gal didn’t know why she allowed herself to be undressed by the stranger but she had a captivating aura about her. She felt at peace around her…

“Like what you see..~?” She asked with a low whisper pressing her large breasts together accentuating her cleavage.

[tamlindudley]

Rachel, Ross, Chandler, Joey, Monica, the naked guy in the window

Give me 6 characters and I’ll tell you who i would:

Push off a cliff: Ross

Kiss: Joey

Marry: Monica

Set on Fire: Naked guy lol

Wrap a Blanket around: Chandler

Be Roommates with: Rachel

This made me laugh coz instead of Phoebe you gave a wild card ugly naked guy hahahahaha.

[ambersrose]

FMK: Chase, Rory, Stevie

I think I'd have to marry Rory in this hypothetical if only because that means I'd get to hear his accent every day! Then, let's go with Stevie for my romp in this scenario because those blue eyes are totally piercing, I can't lie. And, finally, Chase can have a little kiss.

@theroryflanagan @stevie-evans @chase-baudelaire

[wrathfulmercy]

[ GENTLE ] for one muse to clean the other’s bruised knuckles after they got into a fight. (From Sam)

Prompts for that one brand of dynamic from here @mettleborn

It hasn’t been the first time for Rick to see Sam in such a state and he knew it wouldn’t be the last time either considering their circumstances, but this time there was something different. This night was supposed to be one of fun. Of ease. Of forgetting about what their life usually looked like. They were supposed to go out and have silly laughs, share some drinks and then crash in bed together as if two strangers just accidentally met each other and decided to share this night, something they weren’t usually able to do. It shouldn’t even be known how deep their connection was. How many nights they spend together apart from their job. No one could see them like a couple even if Rick still wasn’t sure if that word described what they had accurately. It was simply too dangerous. Too risky. And tonight had been their chance to have that. For a while.

Here they were out in nowhere where no one was supposed to know them and finally they dared to have a simple night out planned as a coincidence. When Rick entered the bar where they were supposed to meet though, the first thing he noticed was Sam being involved in a fucking fist fight with someone and to avoid even more attention, Rick could only drag him out of there and brought him into the room he booked for them tonight.

They had been sitting here in silence for a while after Rick forced him to sit down and collected the material from the first aid kit even if he had hoped they once wouldn’t need it. It was just them, Rick kneeling in front of him to clean his knuckles while Sam tried his best to not even flinch for a second like he always did when he wanted to play the invincible one. Of course they had seen worse wounds than this, but that didn’t change the fact that Rick couldn’t wrap his head around what actually happened for Sam to lose his temper when he was always in control. Something he loved about him so very deeply.

“Done.” Rick mumbled and got up again to put everything back in place, but before he would join Sam on the bed he rather turnt and leaned his back against the desk behind him with crossed arms. “So, you gonna tell me what that was about, cowboy?” Probably not, or would Sam really reveal what brought him over the edge so much? “This was supposed to be a fun night, not another one patching each other up.” Somehow he couldn’t help but scoff about the absurdity of the fact that their nights probably would never go the way they planned and maybe it was just something they needed to accept for now.

With a sigh he pushed himself off the desk and walked to the bed, stopping right in front of his lover to reach for the man’s face and run his fingertips along that one strain of hair that fell into his eye. “I thought I’m the only one who was able to hurt Sam the invincible.” With a gesture of his head and a smirk he pointed at the scar Ricks gun had left the day they met. “So now you’re the one wanting to take that position from me? I don’t like you as my rival in this, Sam. Can’t you just leave that one thing to me or do you really want to win against me in everything I do, hm?”