AARON TAYLOR-JOHNSON
2022 | ph. by Sam Taylor-Johnson (October 13)
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caeruleums:
open to: all, f pref. 25+
plot: your muse is one of his kid’s teacher, and instead of sending back the recipe for the vegan brownies he brought to the bake sale he accidentally sent a picture of his ween.
“it doesn’t have to be awkward when i pick them up, y’know. i offered to pay for as much therapy as you needed! …but i thought maybe i could come in and apologize in person for possibly scarring you forever. and, i brought the recipe.” he reached out with a piece of paper between fingers, hands covered in tattoos and rings. “what else can i do to make up for it? buy you all new supplies? get plastic surgery so every time you see me i don’t look like me?”
drew took the recipe, with a slight shake of her head, a blush on her cheeks, “i- no, no, it was an honest mistake, right? please.” she let out a soft laugh, “i’ve seen far worse, believe me,” she teased, not at all willing to mention that it was maybe (embarrassingly) the most action she had gotten since her divorce and it was only a picture, “almost returned the favor before i realized it was an accident.” her tone was still joking, but there was some truth to the statement.
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“yeah, yeah. you sure you didn’t just want to make me suffer for a little bit?” addie was of course joking, wasn’t able to drag his mother to his face. especially given the fact that she actually wanted micah to like her. “uh, no. not really. i mean i kept the details as surface level as i could. told her i was a dancer and that i teach classes. just… y’know, not which ones. spoke about my family for way too long, though.” considering she didn’t have much good to say about them it had been an awkward topic but something easy to talk about, she supposed. “you think she approves of me? would you be able to tell by now?”
he snorted, “suffer? i like ya too much.” it was honest and he ignored the feeling of a slight blush creeping up the tips of his ears. micah nodded then, “nothin’ like a chaotic family event to make ya spill about your own- glad it wasn’t too bad though. i’ll protect you for the rest of the night.” he smiled, a slightly shy, slightly classically mischievous one, “she likes you. she told me you were out of my league- i agreed and told her definitely not to tell you that,” he half-joked, “but yeah, you’ve won her over for sure. never doubted you, ad.” he wondered if that was revealing too much- about how he felt or about why he had invited her to begin with- but he decided maybe honesty was the best policy.
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loveshard:
brett possessed a smirk. he was well aware of the answer, but it didn’t hurt to hear it one more time. “ that exception is: i can’t be the only one stripping down tonight. only to keep it fair. i can get shy sometimes. ”
“oh, so... i’m expected to put on a show too?” she wasn’t opposed, but she wasn’t going to let him win so easily just yet, “you don’t strike me as shy, but pretend i believe you- would we make a game out of it? not strip poker, but something like it?”
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hclysins:
her cheeks turned slightly red at his comment, loving and hating the way the simplest things he said affected her. she found herself already holding back a moan, as his hand explored under her skirt, allowing every moment of it. her head rolled back, giving better access to her neck, while her hips rolled forward, seeking any friction she could find against his pelvis. a faint whimper as she felt him at her waist band, only making her want more. “ im yours. ” she whispered, placing her hand on top of his, guiding him beyond the fabric. she meant every word despite the situation. she was his and always would be. an instant moan rolling off her tongue. without a doubt she had missed his touch, unable to find anyone who could touch her the same.
a small smirk slipped onto isai’s lips as her hips moved, his own hips canting forward, wanting more. needing more. always more from her, “mine...” isai whispered back- the unspoken return that he was hers too- allowing her to guide his fingers through her wetness. he let out a soft sigh, mouth pressing back up her neck and over her jaw. he tugged her panties down and tossed them away before resuming his slow exploration of her familiar folds, finger circling her clit in an almost torturously slow manner, “fuck.”
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YAHYA ABDUL-MATEEN II
— The New York Times (2022), photographed by Elliott Jerome Brown Jr.
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ok... i had to take a lil mental health break, BUT i will be on tonight to do things!! if u wanna drop our threads etc i totally understand but i would love to continue things and start new things! bear with me while i try to organize myself again lmao... love u bye! xx
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Me every time I write
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Grace Van Patten
TELL ME LIES(2022)
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Heath Ledger as Patrick Verona
10 Things I Hate About You, 1999
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loveshard:
muse: estefanía guerrero, 24, pansexual, college student & nanny
note: made with legacy editor!
“ are you actually flirting with me? ”
“i, uh- well, maybe? i... i just think you look nice. you’re very pretty, yeah... should i have not said that? are you anti-flirting?” he stuttered, blinking at her.
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