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" WHY did you bring me here? not trying to be rude or anything but i don't like surprises or anything of the sort. "
#❝ — so i just danced ! ❞┊raleigh#daringsunflowers.#* raleigh 〳thread#* raleigh 〳ft. cat#( ⇪ ) *:・☽ ˚ 。 °┊queued !#* hope he's okay! if not i can pick someone else!
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silas could only stare at ambrose, forcing himself to swallow hard to push down the emotion threatening to lace his throat shut. " rose, don't say that. " he dares to step closer, can read in ambrose's face that this is the very last chance he will have at making this right. " i-- i'm sorry-- i never meant for that to happen, i-- i never meant for you to ever meet them. it's just-- it's a thing i have to do, alright ? it doesn't mean that i'm like them. " dark head shakes, eyes wide and pleading, begging ambrose to give him another chance, to let him in.
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whether she argued about it or not, he was going to pay her back. one thing he'd learned back in juvie - never owe anyone a favor. and, sure, maybe it was less dangerous to owe abigail a favor, than the guys back in the detention center, but that didn't mean he was about to change his morals... or risk it. sure, she seemed less dangerous, but none of the other delinquents could have ever caused him as much pain as she had, even if they tried. "it's not a big deal." he grumbled, gaze fixed out the side window, arms firmly crossed over his chest. "don't worry about it." even if they'd been talking as usual, he wasn't so sure he'd give the details of his night. it wouldn't do a lick of good. "just another dumb bar fight. not my first, won't be my last."
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starter for @daringsunflowers!
based on this!
Sauske smiled as the people around him chatted about their recent developments in their careers and families. As a fisherman, he was used to others telling him about how interesting and wonderful their lives were. Previously he would feel the tinge of insecurity when people would speak down to him, not thinking that his job was a lucrative one. Lately it had been less of an issue.
Across the room was the beautiful woman that he was happy to call his fiancée. He bought her a modest ring but it was enough to brag about. The dinner party they were at was nice because they were able to see their friends and chat about the engagement. But after a while he could feel the party slip into the background.
The couple split up at one point which wasn't too odd. They had so many friends that pulled them in different directions. But right now, all Sauske could think about was the love of his life was across the room. They were positioned perfectly so that he could see her in another group of friends. Instead of interrupting the speaking friends, he reaches for his phone and shoots her a text:
[TEXT]: you are so beautiful right now
[TEXT]: i can't wait to kiss you
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the post-show adrenaline had just started to dwindle down, though the sight of cole's reflection in the mirror was enough to make sylvie's heart beat race, instantly spinning her chair to get a better look at him. "just about, yeah. just need some help zipping up my dress." after adding one more coat of gloss to her lips, she stood and approached her boyfriend, turning around and moving her hair to the side so he could see the half-undone zipper on her garment. "do you mind?" sure, she could probably get the job done on her own, but an excuse to get close to him for a second, while they were still in public and forced to keep some distance from one another, wasn't something she was about to pass up on.
"the boys-" cole's bandmates, of course, "-invited me to tag along to your little afterparty tonight. that was sweet of them, hmm?" an unspoken question was pretty clearly on the tip of her tongue, confusion as to why her boyfriend hadn't been the one to ask her to come, but she let it go, instead leaving it for him to interpret the slight annoyance in her pursed smile. she wasn't that bothered by it, really, mostly just pouting for the sake of pouting, really, and having to hope cole just hadn't had a chance to invite her, rather than him not wanting her there. "i said i'd have to think about it, though. i'm pretty tired."
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Another night on the road, it wasnt that Cole minded that part. He was with Sylvie which made it a lot easier to be away from his hometown. Then again he wasn’t even sure what would have been waiting for him back home anyways. His band had gotten to open for Syvies a couple of times while one tour. It was a rush of excitement that he didnt get often. His band had still been busting their ass to get a proper record deal and now that hey had one it wasnt like it was helping then. Of course him dating Sylvie had gained him a few followers, them opening for her here and there also gained them some but it wasn’t like they were really well known. No, not like his girlfriend. he would have been lying if he had said he wasn’t jealous. He had worked so hard for something he couldnt have and Sylvie had it and didnt want it. Cole often found himself more frustrated over the whole situation but tried not to be.
His jealousy usually came out of him more when his girl was around her fans. The way they obsessed over her, it was something he had wanted for himself. He and the band had worked so hard and for what… people to say he was piggybacking off her by dating her. The forums were ugly most of the time answering he tried ignoring them but couldn’t. He had given Sylvie time with as she had a couple meet and greets but it was getting late and he was tired of being by himself so he had made his way to the lounge. After a quick argument with the guy at the door he made his way in only to roll his eyes. Just the way the guy had been looking at her made him sick. “You ready?” His words dry as he let them know he was there.
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CLOSED STARTER FOR @daringsunflowers
MUSE: jaya chari / 28 / assistant news editor / pansexual
based on THIS!
jaya gently nudges the other in the side, "are you ready to go home?" she asks them. she feigns a yawn, hoping they'll take the hint, "because i've got to be super early for work tomorrow" jaya says, loudly, this was a lie, she didn't even have work the next day.
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Toby stepped into the little cafe, a bell jangling above his head. The room was alive with chatter as customers leafed through newspapers and gossiped over steaming cups of coffee. He joined the queue for the pick-up counter, standing behind an elderly couple discussing their plans for the day. The air was thick and fragrant; Toby breathed in deep, relishing the smell of freshly brewed Arabica beans mixed with the sweet citrus notes of orange zest from someone's morning croissant.
He watched as, one after another; people came to collect their orders, each receiving a cheerful 'thank you' from the barista as he passed them their caffeine fix. When it was finally Toby's turn, he smiled warmly at the young man behind the counter - his kind brown eyes crinkling at the corners.
“Good morning; what can I get you?” The barista asked, a half-grin on his face as he reached for Toby's order - an extra hot espresso macchiato with almond milk and two sugars. Toby thanked him and took the cup in his hands, feeling its warmth seep through the cardboard sleeve.
He was about to take his first sip when turning around, he walked straight into the person behind him. The cup slipped from his grasp and in slow motion Toby watched as it tumbled to the ground, hot liquid spilling out onto the wooden floor in an ever-widening puddle.
"Oh, I'm so sorry!" Toby stammered, feeling an immediate wave of embarrassment wash over him. "Are you okay?"
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Juliana didn't know why, though she'd assumed the last six weeks leading up to her due date would be no bigger deal than the last six weeks. She was wrong. She couldn't pin point when exactly, though there was something in the last week that took a turn, everything seemed to be harder. This morning was no different. She'd struggled getting out of bed, and when she accidentally knocked over her phone off the counter. She stared at its screen for a whole minute before making any movement to pick it up. She sighed knowing this would be physically taxing to do what she could do without issue just a few weeks ago.
She grabbed the chair to stabilize when it now wasn't strong enough to keep her up. She and the chair flopped to the ground, Juliana let out a huff of air as she realized she was on the floor. She groaned, and rolled to her size only to realize that's as far as she could go. She tried to sneak her legs under her but couldn't. She whined in annoyance as she rolled back, not staring at the ceiling. She looked around to see if there was anything she could use to get up. She knew there was only one person to call. Shimmied her body down to her phone and called Shayne. When he answered, she sighed, "Shayne, I'm stuck." she said knowing he'd be confused, "I dropped my phone and fell while trying to get it and now I'm stuck on the floor." She spoke with slight embarrassment.
#;;thread#thread ; juliana ramirez#juliana&shayne ; thread 002#juliana&shayne ; our wrongs made a right#partner ; daringsunflowers
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He paused in the entryway of the living room with a ragged sigh. The first time this happened he had immediately turned tail and the second he simply spoke to her with his back to her. Then Hasan just began to try his best to go about his business whilst avoiding looking anywhere below the neck, but it was obvious this was simply behavior he would have to get used to and wondered if Elisa was doing it on purpose to try and get under his skin. So he decided to address the issue because thus far he had only kept from looking in order to maintain professionalism and her privacy, but she was the one putting herself on display without a care. "Do you really always have to clean with your breasts out like that? I guess it must not bother that I'm seeing them which is odd because I figured you would hate to allow me to know how you look naked in any way and you realize if anything were to happen like someone breaking in I'd have to cover you with my body, right? Thought I'd ought to remind you." He replied looking at her directly, exposure and all.
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taking a seat carefully once he's garnered her approval, he rests his coffee mug down against the table, trying his best to take up the least space as he possibly can. "thank you," odie smiles softly, struggling not to stare at her. his heart yearns and aches in equal measure. he can see the sadness in her eyes and he kicks himself. of course he can't be entirely sure that he's the cause, but he's fairly certain he hasn't helped matters, either way. after all, he'd come to a time that it had been mere weeks since they'd broken up. odie knows he hurt kara, and there's nothing in the world that he regrets more than that. "it's nice to see this place to busy," he muses aloud, struggling to know what to say without seeming crazy, or creepy. he needs to find some way to get onto a deeper conversation with her, but small talk seems the best way to broach any conversation with a person who was for all intents and purposes; a stranger. "you come here very often?"
#speaks: odie kennedy.#feat: odie & kara.#i am honoured actually#thank u so much for replying !!!#daringsunflowers
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he's so giddy, to point, that it's almost so embarrassing. cheeks red with laughter, and belly full with food. grabbing on the bottle of beer on the table. "i've been a boxer for most of my life, but that doesn't mean i don't do other things." teasing and tender in an attempt to please. so convenient that they met, "what do you do again?"
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gillian turned her gaze from the dance floor, finding their oh so charming smile. "you're pretty confident you've got a shot, aren't you?" she took a sip from her drink, never really breaking eye contact. "it'll hurt, if you are sure and you're wrong. losing me hurts everyone." @daringsunflowers
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"Yeah, sorry. One second." Raine stood up from her kneeling position in the soon-to-be filled flowerbeds. Beautifying the inn was one of her favorite spring activities but not when someone interrupted her. And on a Sunday morning? There was a good chance someone wanted to yell at her for something her son did the night before. "How can I help you?"
#//i made it w/ beta but lmk if you want legacy or someone else!!!#r.f. * starter#daringsunflowers#closed starter.
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ace did want all those things. they sounded really nice, actually. but zeke was only messing with him; even in his aroused state he could tell that much. the fantasy had to be pushed aside, forgotten, before it could have a chance to truly linger. fortunately, it didn't have much of an opportunity to, as he was soon being manhandled once again, tossed onto a bed he'd started to become quite familiar with. "i'm not a rag doll." he protested, reaching out and pulling zeke in by his shorts, tugging the other man until he was on top of him once again. "...or whatever blow up kind you've got hidden away in some closet. you could be a bit more delicate with me, you know." his heart began to beat a little faster as he looked up into zeke's eyes, words coming to mind that he, once again, pushed away, in favor of kissing him, letting his brain shut off for a moment. if it was up to ace, he'd always have zeke on him. ...impractical as that may be.
#daringsunflowers#threads.#ace.#ace & zeke.#ace & zeke: threads.#ace: threads.#usfw#from over a hundred notes... right back down to zero
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the night had been going well, well enough that she'd ended up spending more time with them than the group of people she came with. cocky as it seemed in retrospect, she'd assumed they knew who she was and simply weren't making a big deal out of it - until they asked her what she did for a living. pausing with her drink half-way to her lips, she blinked over at them - silently processing the words. "you... you don't know already? you really have no idea, do you?" the words holding a surprising amount of excitement.
#{𝑔𝒾𝓇𝓁 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒷𝓇𝑜𝓀𝑒𝓃 𝓈𝓂𝒾𝓁𝑒 // sydneyinteractions}#daringsunflowers#//for whichever muse you want#and if you need anything changed lmk!#she's an actress but also from a rich family
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