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"nobody important."
muse: yeong jiyoung, comic artist, 24 open to: m / nb connections: dating, fwb, best friends with feelings, etc.
“who was that, anyway?”
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"AND YOU KNOW AS WELL AS I DO that we can't stay away from each other. we've tried and we failed miserably every single time."
open to -> males
" you know you shouldn't be here , us being around each other isn't a good idea . "
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"NOPE, I'M NOT SCARED OF A LITTLE WATER. I've in fact ( been on a couple cruises when I was a child. ) I've always loved the water. Do you know what time our boat leaves? Hopefully, it gives me enough time to go home and pack. I have this thing about never being late to anything."
"Then let's make this trip count. Nothing beats your first time, but your second, third, and so on," Xavier noted, smirk deepening as he continued to speak. “So, you’ll have no issues with traveling by boat by chance? If you get seasick, I’ll take a fair warning beforehand.”
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ONCE SLOANE WAS BACK IN THE KITCHEN, she ( took a deep breath before trying her best to collect herself. ) The cooks gave her a confident nod and smile before she returned the kind gesture and began to scribble her name on a napkin.
"I don't think you have anything to worry about sugar." Uttered the eldest cook. "If he ( wasn't interested, he wouldn't be coming here every week just to see you. ) Now, I know my food is bomb but I know that isn't the only reason he comes here."
Ángel gave a thoughtful hum as she spoke. "Can't blame you for being maybe more hesitant with me then over less, then" he mused. He hated he was an outlier on the sort of men she dealt with, but he also wasn't terribly surprised.
His ever charming smile returned. "Thank you, Sloane."
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NO WORDS SLIPPED FROM COSMO'S MASKED FIGURE. He remained a ( shadow. ) A figure left in the midst of their shared bedroom. Shielded eyes peered down at his love before he allowed his body to take control before his mind. One moment they were standing within the center of the room and the next he had her bent over the bed with a concealed smirk pushing against the corner of his lips. He'd always been interested in roleplay. He just never assumed she was. With ( large hands now pressing into the dips of her hips, ) Cosmo made sure her eyes never steered from the full-length mirror by pointing and silently instructing she kept her eyes glued to her reflection.
* open to males . plot : in the source . connection : relative ( half / step ) , best friend's boyfriend / brother , father's best friend / employee or anything else that works .
“ oh my god ― what is this ? ” soft giggle rushes out of lola's mouth as catches a glimpse of her boyfriend in the full - length mirror , standing in the doorway of her bedroom , mask covering his face . “ i didn't know you'd be into roleplay . ” honestly it seems far too out of character for him , but there is something entirely thrilling about the idea and lola doesn't want him to back out now . though , before she manages to sit up , he moves further inside the room and grabs her ankle , pulling her towards the edge so now she is bent over the bed , feet almost touching the carpeted floor . “ mmh , babe . i'm really liking this new you . ”
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COSMO CROSSED HIS ARMS OVER HIS BROAD CHEST as he leaned up against the door's frame. "You said that ( three hours ago. ) I understand that half of a company rests on your shoulders... but it's almost four in the morning. What do I ( have to do ) to convince you to come to bed now? At this point, I'll do almost anything." His pitch was unsure that his bribing would do any good. In fact, Cosmo was more than certain that it would fall on deaf ears at this point. But he had to try.
open to: m (romantic), any (platonic/familial) with: donny warrington prompt: you've just caught donny up late working again when he promised he would get to bed at a reasonable time tonight.
"I already know what you're going to say." Donny's eyes didn't lift from the papers in front of him, numbers twisting and swirling into odd, confusing shapes before his eyes as they blurred and then, for a brief moment, closed. They snapped open again as he felt himself drifting, itching and burning with anger at once again being foiled for just a few minutes of rest. "I'll sleep, I promise. But half a company is depending on this being done by morning."
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BLAIRE DREW HER BOTTOM LIP IN and chewed on it for just a moment before letting her hands snake - and link - behind her back. ( Why did he make her sooo nervous? ) Now that he knew the truth, why couldn't she just come out with it? Did David truly make her this nervous by just looking at her? Seemed so. Well, she couldn't back out now. A little too late for that... but she wanted to up the ante just a bit. So, she shimmed her way ( onto his lap and secured herself in place by wrapping her arms around his neck. ) "For starters, you had me pinned to the bed. Funny enough, the exact bed we are on right now. You then trailed your hand over my mouth and whispered sweet nothings into my ear that could make any pretty girl melt. I could go on but I think it would be far more fun if you were physically on top of me."
David didn't say anything to her as he looked into her eyes for some time. He found himself smirking softly at her words as he was clearly intrigued by her. It was true that the two of them had been spending a lot of time together and he couldn't get enough of her. She was the best part of his life and the truth was he couldn't imagine himself without her. It had taken him some time to find his words to her. The fact that she had explicit dreams about him made him lose words for some time. He didn't say anything to her and raised his brows at her next words before he found himself smirking softly at her. "Don't worry about creeping me out. I want to hear everything from you in detail. I am extremely curious about it and I want to know what your fantasies are if I am to fulfil them. " He said to her with a smirk.
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WAS SLOANE UNCOMFORTABLE? Not at all. If anything, she found it enduring that someone would come to her restaurant just to specifically request her as their server. "I'm not uncomfortable. I'm ( just not used to it I guess you could say. ) There is so many beautiful woman here and yet... every week you come to my tables and request me. What makes me so special?"
Was it a little pathetic how Sasha kept coming here just to see a girl that she wasn't even certain was interested in her? Maybe. But she had thought it was harmless, until now. "Why? Are you getting in trouble or... Am I just making you uncomfortable," because either option wasn't one she had wanted her flirting to result in.
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reverse starter call since i haven’t posted one in a while. :)
#indie smut rp#indie gay rp#indie kink rp#independent rp#open rp#comment if you have specific muse in mind
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WELL, NICOLETTE WAS TRYING TO REDIRECT HER ATTENTION BACK TO HER PAPERS until scout said that she wanted to put her face between nicolette's legs. how could anyone with a sane mind turn an invitation like that down? surely not nicolette. she might have a few screws loose but she wasn't that crazy. as she watched scout move to sit beside her, she smirked. "what a way with words you have. if you wanted to get under my desk and have a little... appetizer before the main course i surely wouldn't be against it." just the ( thought alone was enough to cause nicolette to shift in her seat ) as a collection of goosebumps began to travel up and down her forearms in anticipation.
scout didn’t hesitate to stare her down like she was a piece of meat, licking her lips slowly at the slight reveal of the woman’s leg. “i could be even more tempting. my skirt’s still on, and seeing you working…” she trailed off, going to sit beside her. she was going to do her best to convince the woman she was more important. or, at least, tease her to the point where she couldn’t take it anymore. “maybe we can compromise. you keep working, i have my head between your legs—and we see where we go from there.” she smiled brightly, almost innocently, but scout could never truly pass off as innocent.
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"THAT SOUNDS LIKE A GOOD PLAN." lakota smiled softly at lyanna before twirling on her heel and heading towards her car to head home.
[ time jump~ ]
it was now around four thirty and lakota was just finishing the last bit of her make-up. her lashes. she put on some natural looking ones. ones that highlighted the ones she was born with. looking herself over in the mirror, she gave herself a little bow before grabbing her phone to check and see if lyanna had ( told her she'd arrived yet. )
with the positive response to what lyanna tried so hard to make it happen, the brunette lets out a natural smile - short and shy one, a typical lyanna smile. “i’ll pick you up at five. this way i can drive you to the backstage without being recognized and if we’re lucky, you might get some time to talk to one of them. i know the bassist already for obvious reasons, so i might be able to reach out to him if you’d like.”
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KARMA GLANCED DOWN TO FIDDLE WITH HER FINGERS. thankfully, she didn't have a fresh set of polish on today otherwise she would have been messing with it. "i appreciate your understanding but this is my fault." her voice was ( soft, vulnerable, and easy to target. ) it was clear she cared very deeply about rylah. so, why did she do the thing she did that ultimately cost her relationship? shifting around in her seat a little more, karma settled herself on her knees. her feet tucked firmly under her butt. "i guess at this point i'm stalling, huh? oh boy. okay. um... i was a terrible partner. i know that. i made you question a lot of things about our relationship and then made it seem like it wasn't a big deal. i shouldn't have done that. i shouldn't have been so... deflective."
rylah could see the uneasiness on karma’s posture, which showed to her that not only she was taking this moment seriously, but also being very careful with her words. both things they’ve talked about previously on their relationship. a slight upward turn on rylah’s lips could be seen once she notices such a thing. the brunette didn’t mean to be harsh on her… because she truly understood. or at least, she wanted to. after listening to her recognition of her own flaws, rylah smiles a bit, relaxing her posture once her only worry was that they would fight over something again and again. “i’m glad you recognize it.” she smiles a bit. “after all, scavenging my phone was a bit too much, huh?” she says it with a light tone.
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There was an unspoken agreement between them both. Nicolette could tell that they both wanted each other and not just in the sexual sense. Nicolette could ( feel it ) through every movement that Evelyn made against her form. It was just like they molded together. Like they were meant to entangle themselves within each other's lives. This would surely need to be a conversation they both had once aftercare was provided. Even though Nicolette believed no words needed to be exchanged for them to achieve their ultimate goal; one another's heart. Her hand was then ( placed on Evelyn's breast with desperation. ) Nicolette smiled as she circled a polished nail around Evelyn's nub - blushing when she noticed it harden underneath her touch. Whilst doing this, she simultaneously pushed her index into her and replaced teasing her clit with her thumb. "I love how wet you are for me already. Almost as if this is something you've been waiting on for a while."
Evelyn wanted nothing more than to be with her. She wanted to be with the other. She wanted to belong to the other and she didn't know what to do or say. The only thing she knew wanted was to belong to the other in every way possible. She couldn't imagine anything but every inch and every breath and every fiber of her soul belonging to the other in each and every way. Which also meant they would be doing this many more times. Evelyn didn't say anything to her as she looked into her eyes hearing the other's moans. It meant what Evelyn did worked on her perfectly. After a moment or two she found herself being desperate for her as she felt her finger teasing along her cunt. She wanted nothing more than to feel the finger into her cunt. She wished to feel the other's finger into her cunt and ride it through the entire time. But she knew that Nicole wouldn't do that easily before she found herself moaning for the other needy. Evelyn reached down and grabbed her free hand before placing it on her breasts to make her squeeze them. "Please I need you so badly." She found herself confessing to the other.
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SABRINA CARPENTER via Instagram (November 10, 2024)
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"HOW? i thought it was the perfect amount of sass."
muse: shimizu asami, choreographer/beauty influencer, 27 open to: m / f / nb connections: dating, exes, fwb, fake dating but with feelings????, best friend who's just a tad overprotective <3
“that was a little bit excessive.”
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YUBIN LOOKED DOWN FOR A MOMENT. Almost as if he was having second thoughts. "I'm..." Should he? Was it too late to back out? Probably. With a deep sigh, he reconnected their eyes. "I'm a werewolf..."
"Oh really what is it." James was always happy to learn something new from a friend. Especially one that he liked in the manner that he liked yubin.
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