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𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒉𝒐𝒎𝒆
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“ sounds like you were fishing for a fight too . ” notes with a raised brow , though she can’t bring herself to scold him too hard — not when the consequences of his actions already littered his face in the form of bruises . against her better judgement , her features soften at his words , but still shakes her head at him in disbelief . “ lots of people run their mouth about me , mi . ” he’d do good to remember that before he chooses to defend her honour . “ you fighting one guy isn’t going to change that . ” though what she won’t admit is how good it feels to have someone stick up for her , when she’s been fighting her own battles her whole life . listens to his attempts to brush off his injuries , her own hues rolling before she finally relents . “ yeah , in hockey . where you get paid to get into fights , when they’re for a good reason . ” can't help the chuckle that escapes at his comment , always the expert at defusing tension . “ and who says yours is the prettiest face i know ? ”
" he started fishing for a fight , what was i supposed to do ? " walk away , but god knows that was never the option he'd chosen . shakes his head at her question , not even allowing those words to float back into his brain . " it doesn't matter , he won't be running his mouth ever again " at least not about her , he wouldn't . and for tonight that would be enough for milo . nose scrunches under her touch , though he doesn't flinch away , narrowing his eyes as chin dips down to stare at her . " it barely hurts , i've dealt with way worse " — " it's just a matter of some ice and a good nurse and mine will keep being the prettiest face you know “
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irritation flares at her dismissiveness , unable to articulate why he has such an inability to let it go when it comes to her . was completely content coasting through life and not giving a damn about anyone else — and yet here he was , leaving tension lining his jaw as his questions go unanswered . " what's the big secret ? " prods , crossing one arm over the other against his chest as frustration sinks into his features . " obviously i'm here to hangout . " — " didn't realize you'd have other plans . "
she couldn't deal with the hot and cold . one second they're spending the night together and then the next , he was all over other girls . would pick out her outfits for her in the morning , kiss her in dark corners , but never ask her out . maybe it was all just a game to him . maybe he just didn't care . well then , neither did she . fingertips brush blonde tresses out of her face , remaining bothered by his sudden appearance , "i know you don't . you'll find out in the morning , i'm sure ." when someone snaps a photo of homme like she intended for them to . "why are you here , koen ?"
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“ is that supposed to be better ? ” brows furrow , knowing he shouldn’t be reading into it the way he was — they were friends , her comments were all in jest . but they bother him nonetheless , inciting a feeling of inadequacy . you’re stupid , that’s why you two will never be anything more than you are right now . but he’ll try to shrug it off , try to focus on anything else . “ right , ” — “ so what’d i do this time ? ”
" i never said anything about wrong , just a little stupid " she sighs , chewing on the inside of her cheeks as she stares back at him . that awkward that stands between them feeling all too foreign for her to endure . " and it was mostly a joke anyway , we wouldn't be friends if i actually thought you were dumb "
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can sense what’s happening , spitting venom in her direction because of the substances coursing through his system . while normally he would provoke an equally snarky reply , it’s not on her agenda tonight . then again , neither was being concerned enough to show up at a party for a male she should’ve rid herself of a long time ago , and yet here she was . but she refuses to give him the satisfaction of the truth , especially not when he’s hardly coherent in her eyes . “ you’re embarrassing yourself . ” grits out instead , voice low and only meant for his ears . “ get a grip , duke . ”
he’s too far gone to care , too far gone to think clearly . duke matarazzo was standing there , but he wasn’t . “so why are you here then ?” anger is set beneath fine lines around dilated pupils , nose stung from the several lines he took prior . “no one gives a damn if they see you — you’re not as special as you’d like to think you are , princess .”
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knows he doesn’t stand a chance when infectious laughter fills his ears , melodious and engraved in the back of his mind at once . her response is even more entertaining — as if there’s anywhere she could be in the room where he wouldn’t notice her , but that comment will remain confined in his own thoughts . “ well , i take up a lot of space . ” throws back instead as he flashes a grin at her , keen on reminding her of his stature . her words are laced with more truth than he’d like to admit , hence why he remains silent — choosing to instead focus on accepting the flute from her and coiling his fingers around the stem . but her answer to his question warrants his attention , trying to fight the smugness that threatens to spread across his expression . “ it’s not a criminal offence . ” agrees with a nod . “ it’s cute , actually . ” makes a point to add , so pleased with her admission that he doesn’t allow her date to faze him . leans in as she does , perking his brows upwards . “ nah , i wouldn’t want to bruise his ego . ”
a laugh bubbles out of her , incapable of disguising her amusement at his effortless retort . as if the irony wasn't so , so sweet . " oh right , because there's not a whole room to stand in ... " muses with mirth dancing in big , doe eyes , " you can admit you just wanna be close to me . i won't tell anyone . " gently teases before snatching two champagne flutes off of a passing waiter's tray and handing one to him , and keeping the other for herself . despite knowing fully well her date was off at the open bar grabbing them drinks : it's a party , afterall . head tilts as she stares up at him , offering a nod of her head . " and so what if i am ? don't think asking around about you is a criminal offense . " but it is a dead giveaway that he's on her radar enough to intrigue her and that in itself is a dangerous game to play . doesn't make a habit of mixing business and pleasure .. especially with men who have a track record . " a hockey player , actually . for the new york rangers . " a small , teasing smile imprints itself on her lips as she leans forward , as if sharing a secret , " maybe you two can measure sticks later . "
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watches his movements with a careful eye , always does — although it'd be impossible to pry that admission from her . she could curse his name all she wanted , swear off of him time and time again , but nothing was more of a testament to his place in her life than the fact that she was still here , now . perpetually trying to best him , constantly trying to one-up him knowing that neither of them will ever wave the white flag . it's why satisfaction thrums through her at his revelation that he continues to keep tabs on her , just as she'd suspected he did . " no , you didn't . " she'll concede , make him think for a beat that he's won , but it doesn't last . " i'm sure you just drowned in booze and buried yourself in some bitch instead . " muses , gaze flickering towards the bottle as if to emphasize her point . " so you tell me , baby— " reaches for the liquor , slender fingers coiling around the neck of the bottle as she brings it towards her . her free hand moves for his now empty glass , cradling her digits around it until it's in her possession instead . only as she begins to fill it with amber liquid again will her hues rise back up to meet his in a challenge . " should i be doing that too ? "
shouldn't be drinking on the job , especially when he's running the floor and keeping tabs on a shipment but with her acting up ? can't deny himself the expensive bottle of scotch sat taunting him sheer inches away , and knocks back a healthy pour from the glass without a flinch . " you know what i think is funny ? " timbre slices right through her ending statement , having heard enough . " how i heard you were out the other night with a certain friend of mine , and yet .. did you see me showing up at your place of employment ready to huff and puff the whole place down ? " raises a quizzical brow , encouraging her to argue or lie .. either way , his sources were never wrong : had eyes and ears everywhere . especially when it comes to her . he was selfish , greedy , and a complete hypocrite but at least he was happy to admit to all of it . " so , tell me baby .. tell me why you're so mad . "
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" why do you kiss me like— " she pauses , afraid to articulate her speculations , knowing how prone she is to romanticizing things that aren't there . " .. like you're in love with me . " knows they're not , they've made that much clear — but the beating organ in her chest refuses to listen . / @cursedcupids
#kyra#cursedcupids#ask and u shall receive loml#i hope this is okay hehe#i sorta based it on the plot linked in the source
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while her comment manages to crawl its way under his skin , he isn't the least bit surprised . this was their arrangement , after all — it'd been the same since he could remember . although while he was once content with the thrill that came alongside them sneaking off , he finds himself growing increasingly insatiable when it comes to the blonde before him . and fuck , that'd never been part of the plan . worse when he gets no indication of her thoughts from her , usually tends to be the unreadable one — the one his hookups are trying to pry answers from . " hm ? " mimics her , digits practically acting involuntarily when they reach to grip her chin between his index and thumb . " you'll be there tonight , yeah ? " already knows the answer , can see her dress on the other side of her bedroom — steamed and ready for her to slip into . another drab function where they'd both be their parents tag-alongs , expected to pretend to loathe each other far more than he suspects they truly do . but he doesn't want her thinking he's holding out for her company , so the words that follow are his attempts to justify his own question . " if your brother's going to be there , i'll make sure he has no reason to think we're hooking up . " against his own instincts , he'll offer a solution to placate her . besides , perhaps it'd do him some good to throw himself into the company of someone else , anyone else .
despite secrecy, the nature of their relationship has been lighthearted for the most part, a playfulness that dates back to all those years ago when he got his first glimpse of who she was underneath the facade — the girl that lived within celine dorsey-donahue, the refined and sophisticated illusion presented to the rest of the world. a family name that brought with it the pressure to be extraordinary. she’s determined to keep their relations that way, to ignore any feelings that might veer them off track. an arched brow hijacks her countenance at the irritation that flashes across his, concealing the truth that she wasn’t really hooking up with anyone else, “ none of them would be foolish enough to open their mouths. ” a white lie to help her case, to refrain from revealing that he’s the only one who’s touched her recently. when reassurance ensues, she nods her head but finds herself fixating on the haven’t told anyone part, reflecting on her own divulgences — noemi .. no, she wouldn’t, would she ? rumination postpones her reply, taking too long of a pause as the only response that finally comes from her is a contemplative, “ hm. ”
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" do i even want to know ? " / @malboraslihan
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— ⁺ 𝐊𝐘𝐋𝐈𝐄 𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐙𝐎𝐒𝐀 , 1992 [ #860 GIFS ] MY HUSBAND, MY LOVER ( 2021 ) / kylie verzosa is filipino ( ilocano ), please cast accordingly and use appropriately. all of the gifs have been created from scratch by me. to access the gifs please click the source link. do not edit, claim as your own or add into your own hunts! time and effort were spent into making these gifs, a like or a reblog would be much appreciated!
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WEEKLY UPDATE: If you click below you’ll find 725 gifs of Michael Evans Behling from his role in Season 6 of All American, episodes 1-7 He is biracial, so please cast accordingly. I’ll continue to update this pack week to week as episodes are released. All gifs were made by me and are 268 x 160. You are welcome to resize these/edit for personal use, but do not redistribute or claim them as your own. Content warning: flashing lights, alcohol, fighting, kissing.
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WEEKLY UPDATE: If you click here you’ll find a total of 300 gifs of Rap God Cody Christian from his role in All American Season 6 Episodes 1-4. Cody is of the Penobscot and Passamaquoddy nations, so please cast accordingly. All gifs were made by me and are 268 x 170. You are welcome to resize these/edit for personal use, but do not redistribute or claim them as your own.
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" maybe it's not . " he's shrugging , trying not to push too hard , like her lack of answer didn't faze him . knew she could be evasive , just considered himself exempt from her deflections . " i don't care where you're going or what you're doing , cols . just tell me who you're going with . " requests that much , at least — for peace of mind he didn't even realize he needed when it came to her . hadn't contemplated that she'd be on her way out the door when he showed up at hers , and now he's at a loss .
"where i go and what i do is none of your business !”
#dogsrotten#koen#koen / collins#hi teehee#i've been meaning to reply to this#i hope this is okay pooks
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" you shouldn't . " fires back from the passenger seat , slurred words accompanied by a shake of her head . " you should've left me there . " like she hadn't called him in the first place when things had gone south . thought she knew what she was getting herself into , meeting with an interviewee who claimed to have insider information on a celebrity party last week . little did she know , they'd mandated ten shots of tequila at the door , only going downhill from there . her own stupid mistake , and she feels like punishing herself for it — starting with drunkenly picking a fight with the male beside her . " i don't even know why i called you . "
open to anyone
" i’ll just keep showing up "
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" you think i don't know exactly what kind of guy you are , jax ? " this was her default , shrug off any disappointments — pretend her expectations had always been so low . " frankly , i'm just surprised it took this long . " dry laugh pushes past her lips , making a point to cross her arms over her chest . " so are we done here ? i have a line of people ready to take me out , i'd rather not keep them waiting . "
OPEN TO : any .
❝ don't act surprised things turned out this way . ❞
#noemi#noemi / jax#warmd4ys#hope this also works hehe#she was born royalty but is estranged from her family and trying to get back in#was raised by her aunt and uncle who are hotel moguls so she still has the heiress thing going for her#very bratty and her image is sacred to her bc she wants everyone to view her like a royal even tho she really isn't one
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" i'm sorry , i wanted to be honest with you . " his instincts are urging him to avert his hues , but he resists , holding her gaze in preparation for the harshness of his next words . " i just don't think this is going to work . "
OPEN TO : any .
❝ you've hurt me more than you can imagine . ❞
#isaiah#warmd4ys#isaiah / inara#hi pooks i hope this is ok<3#he's a doctor from london and takes his work very seriously#also very risk-averse so i thought that might be interesting with her street racing#i was thinking he didn't know about her street racing at first and then found out?#but if that doesn't work he's also got a very busy schedule that doesn't leave much time for relationships
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can sense that this has been plaguing her with how she speaks of it , practically sensing how it's weighing her down with every breath . maybe one day she'd comprehend the fact that she's the only thing he truly wants , anything else is ancillary . but for the time being he'd just have to assure her , while ignoring the dull ache that persists at the revelation that she intended to keep him closed off from this . " it doesn't matter , we'll figure it out . " he interjects , timbre of his voice steady , unwavering . knew how to remain unshakeable in times of crisis , and tries to tap into those principles now . but there's an added layer of complexity when he has to hold her and listen to apologies spill from her lips while doing so , reigniting the cut like salt in the wound . but he won't lie to her , he won't tell her it's fine when it's not — he'll just allow the sigh he's been holding in to expel past his lips . " if it's a false alarm , you couldn't have changed that— " hits her with logic he knows she doesn't want , but he reasons she needs to hear it . " the only thing you have a choice in , the only thing you can control , is whether to hide things from me or not . " — " and it seems you made your choice , gi . "
she can sense the end of his sentence before it's out of his mouth , leaning into his touch either way as she chews on the answers that roam through her head . didn't want this , to bring the negativity that haunted her brain out loud and into his own . the worst possibilities , the ones she feared to be truth , had always been something she wanted to keep to herself . " what if i can't give you — " can't bring herself to finish saying it , hiding her face against his chest as she moves closer , head feeling lighter once she drowns in his perfume . " i'm sorry i didn't tell you right away " she whispers after some time , turning her head just enough to look up to him . " i didn't want us to go through another false alarm " or at least him , if she could handle it alone and in the quiet of the night . " everything we did the first time and " silence.
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