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ᵒᵖᵉᶰ ᵗᵒ    :    f   .

◦ i’ve been stalking you and i think it’s about time you know just how much i love you. we’re meant to be together. let me fucking kIDNAP you and try to do that whole stockholm syndrome thing & what do you fucking mean it’s not working we’re meant to be. you’re gonna fucking love me or you’re gonna fucking die . DO NOT LIKE MY STARTERS.

it was never in his plans to become THIS OBSESSED with the femme. but once he laid eyes on her, he couldn't let this one go. he had every opportunity in his grasp to take just about any particular person he wanted. but at the end of the day, he WANTED her. he NEEDED her. he had this sick idea in his head that the best thing for her is to come live with him, but how is he supposed to invite a stranger into his home ? in a normal person's mind, you wouldn't. but hudson was far from normal, he had sick & twisted ways about life. he stood in front of the femme's window, licking his lips as he inched his way closer to their bed. they looked so beautiful sleeping so peacefully. it made him wonder if they would sleep this peacefully in his bed when he brought her there. sighing, he ran his fingers lightly over the side of her face. but what he wasn't expecting was for his touch to wake her up. SHIT. FUCK. he thought to himself. ❝ make a fucking sound & i'll kill you right here. ❞

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ᵒᵖᵉᶰ ᵗᵒ    :    m   .

◦ we're both fucking crazy. last week i burned your shit so you fucked my best friend to spite me. i decided to take it one step further & fucked your best friend but plot twist ? i killed them after. we tear each other apart but we don't know how to live without each other.

one minute she was in her lover's best friend's bed. the next, she was straddling their waist, watching as blood pooled around their body from where she had slit their throat. her fingers curled around the knife, her hands covered in their blood. she was breathing heavily, unsure of how she was going to get away with this one. she was getting back at her significant other because they had decided to sleep with HER BEST FRIEND first. payback's a bitch, right ? right. letting a sigh escape her lips, she grabbed her phone & dialed their number. she pleaded for them to answer, feeling completely out of her mind. sure, madelaine wasn't exactly innocent, she had hurt people before. but it was never out of revenge. she always had a solid reason. finally hearing their voice on the other end of the phone, she sighed a breath of relief. ❝ baby, ❞ she whined, ❝ zach wanted me to call you & tell you that he needs a little bit of help. there's a really big mess in his apartment & he says you owe him one. ❞ she states with an innocent tone laced with her words. licking her lips, she waited for confirmation that they were on their way before she worked on cleaning up just a little. as soon as she heard the sound of a car being locked, she looked through the blinds of the upstairs window. sighing, she looked down at herself completely aware of how she looked. she made her way downstairs, sucking her bottom lip between her teeth. she forced an innocent look on her features, hoping it would lessen the blow JUST A LITTLE BIT. ❝ thanks for coming, baby. you have to see what i did ! ❞

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ᵒᵖᵉᶰ ᵗᵒ    :    f   .

❝ you want the truth  ?  the truth is when i  love  someone it  burns inside me like a  POISON.  it infects every part of me until it  feels like they’re in my god damn soul  &  then i fuck it up. &  it’ll  destroy the both of us.  ❞

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ᵒᵖᵉᶰ ᵗᵒ    :    m   .

❝ why do you make it so hard to love you ? ❞

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ᵒᵖᵉᶰ ᵗᵒ    :    f   .

◦ archer   has   been   working   on   this   novel   for   months   &   is   finally   starting   to   get   a   hang   of   the   plot.   however,   he’s   been   spending   all   night   working   on   this   novel   &   your   muse   is   frustrated   that   he   hasn’t   been  giving   her   any   attention.   meaning,   he’s   been   working   nonstop   on   the   novel   &   hasn’t   shown   any   interest   in   your   muse   for   weeks.   they   could   be   married,   engaged,   dating   or   just   fwb.   let   me  know   in   the   tags.

it had been twelve hours straight since archer had began writing the fifth chapter of his novel. his manager had let him know that the pages were due in about a week’s time. this information had only caused archer more anxiety than anything else. he began to grow frustrated at the writers block that he was feeling over the course of a few months. he thought that changing the dynamics of what he was doing in his every day life would help change things. but the only thing that he found that helped ease his writers block would be the change of scenery. he had rented a house for a few months in a small town that gave off an eerie & dark complex. because he wanted to feel like what his characters felt when he wrote about living in a town that was dark & mysterious. he had arrived at this house with his partner a few weeks ago & the muse really began to flow within him. he had been writing nonstop for weeks because he was finally getting the image that was in his head typed onto paper. sighing softly to himself, he brings his glass of whiskey to his lips & allows to liquid to burn its way down his throat. but his thoughts were soon interrupted as an all too familiar voice began to nag at him for writing at this hour of the night. ❝ JESUS CHRIST, do you not understand how fucking important this book is to me ? quit fucking bugging me & go back to bed i’ll be up there soon when i’m finished with the next few chapters. ❞ he hissed, his tone laced with annoyance.

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ᵒᵖᵉᶰ ᵗᵒ    :    f   .

◦ so i watched a movie about a pair of friends who promise each other that they will be each other's dates to weddings. movie was called plus one & it was honestly so cute but also filled with some angst which i would love ! so basically for the last year, these two have been going to weddings as each other's plus one. one night, they get a little too intoxicated & sleep together. at first, it was weird but then they just started hooking up & found themselves having a hard time stopping. that is, until one of them catches feelings. pls don't like my starters.

dressed up in his casual attire, he tapped his fingers against the steering wheel of his vehicle. he was nervous because he knew that after tonight, things might not be the same between the two. at the wedding last weekend, he had vowed to himself that he would stop sleeping with his best friend because he wasn't ready to commit himself to one person & he had this inkling that the other developed feelings that he did not feel. sighing softly, he made his way out of his car & up toward their door. he knocked softly, waiting for them to appear in the doorway. as soon as his eyes landed on their frame, he forced a sly smile. he knew that he was acting weird, but with the way he's been thinking — he knew that it was inevitable. ❝ hey, uh, so i stopped by to let you know i can't go to your aunt's wedding with you tonight. i don't think we should be doing this anymore. ❞

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ᵒᵖᵉᶰ ᵗᵒ    :    m   .

❝ until you have proven to me, that i'm the one you want & the one that you're LOYAL to ... i will not give myself to you. you might be my king, but i am your queen. you bedding other women while we're married — isn't something i want to be apart of. so until you're ready to quit paying your whores to please you, we will not be having any sort of intimacy. ❞

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ᵒᵖᵉᶰ ᵗᵒ    :    f   .

❝ do not accuse me of such things ! ❞ stephen hissed, running his fingers through his raven colored locks as he peered down at his betrothed. ❝ i am to marry YOU in two days time, what i do before then, is NONE of your business. ❞

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ᵒᵖᵉᶰ ᵗᵒ    :    f   .

❝ next time, you should be announced. ❞ he states sternly, shaking his head as he blocked the entrance to his chambers. ❝ what do you need ? ❞

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ᵒᵖᵉᶰ ᵗᵒ    :    f   .

❝ i want to watch as you make yourself cum. ❞

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ᵒᵖᵉᶰ ᵗᵒ    :    m   .

◦ just a plot about a broken engagement. your muse had done nothing wrong but my muse decided that the marriage just isn't something that she wants anymore. so she's breaking off the engagement. this can go any sort of way you want.

the blonde had thought for hours about the decision she was about to make. was she making the right choice by walking away from the one person who truly loved her in every way she wanted ? probably. but there was some sort of guilt she was feeling that she couldn't explain or escape. she was so happy the moment they had gotten down on one knee, asking for her hand in marriage. but maybe it was the guilt that she had been engaged once before, but her fiancé had died later in the year — so she felt like she was betraying her late fiancé by being truly happy again. she looked at her partner, a saddened look on her face as she grasped onto their hand. ❝ i don't think i can do this anymore. i don't think i can marry you ... ❞ she admitted with such sadness in her tone, the brim of her iris's filling with tears as she admitted her truth to them.

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ᵒᵖᵉᶰ ᵗᵒ : f .

❝ you REALLY FELL FOR IT, didn't you ? haven't your parents told you to stay away from the BAD BOYS ? ❞

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ᵒᵖᵉᶰ ᵗᵒ    :    f   .

❝ i told you NOT TO WORRY about it, what happened, happened. there's nothing YOU CAN DO to fix it. so just drop it already. ❞

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ᵒᵖᵉᶰ ᵗᵒ    :    m or f   .

❝ so WHEN were you planning on telling me that you were cheating on me this ENTIRE TIME ? ❞

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ᵒᵖᵉᶰ ᵗᵒ    :    f   .

he didn't realize that his night was going to consist of stealing his buddies car to go pick up a friend of his because they had gotten too drunk to drive. annoyed was an understatement. arlo could hardly sleep as it was, all the nightmares of his mother's murder constantly haunting him in his dreams. sighing, he was also thankful that he was able to get pulled out of that reoccurring nightmare for once. ❝ has anyone ever told you that you're an idiot for getting drunk on a thursday ? i thought drinking was for the weekends ? ❞ he laughs, shaking his head as he made his way out of his vehicle so he could assist with helping them into the car. ❝ are you okay though ? like why are you drinking during the week ? this isn't like you. ❞ he admits, worry in his tone.

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ᵒᵖᵉᶰ ᵗᵒ    :    m or f   .

◦ you look so hot but i can’t go near you with all these people around so i’m just going to send you dirty texts until we get an opportunity to leave without looking suspicious

her bottom lip was pulled between her teeth, not realizing just how exhilarating it could be to tease someone when you're in the same room. she peers down at her phone, the message she had just received caused chills down her spine & butterflies in her stomach. ❝ jesus, ❞ she murmurs to herself, crossing her legs as she began to feel an unwanted sensation between them. peering up from her phone, her eyes fixated on the person across the room. she gave them a knowing look, a look that says MEET ME UPSTAIRS. licking her lips, she shoves her phone into her jacket pocket, making her way toward the top of the stairs. it wasn't unlike them to be meeting up in SECRET. it was very much their thing, something they did often.