i moved !! pls lmk if you'd like my new blog <3
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young mazino or nico hiraga ..... ?
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i'm moving blogs soon ! please LIKE this if you'd like to keep interacting and i'll follow from my new account ~
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i'm moving blogs soon ! please LIKE this if you'd like to keep interacting and i'll follow from my new account ~
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i'm moving blogs soon ! please LIKE this if you'd like to keep interacting and i'll follow from my new account ~
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brows raise defiantly, finding amusement in such quick denial. but gracie will stop the teasing here. ❛ you wanted to see me, ❜ she repeats, turning the words over on her tongue to test its truthfulness. then she sighs. ❛ this is probably a bad idea, but—- ❜ steps aside to hold the door open wider. ❛ -—wanna come in ? ❜
"i'm not vanilla," he instantly argues, not liking the way that she says that. it doesn't feel like a good thing. then again... "i mean, i'm not a masochist. but that doesn't mean i'm vanilla!" he's beating around the question, still not sure of the answer. "i, uh...just wanted to see you." a beat. "i like being around you. it doesn't have to mean anything." he's a goner.
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❛ whoa there, get your brain out of the gutter. ❜ hands perch on her hips in a mock serious stance. ❛ i was gonna suggest dinner on you. what were you thinking ? ❜ she waves a finger at the other, a teasing smirk ever so present on her lips.
[📷] — hanamaru starts to laugh at the wide smile dylan wears, continuing to film her as the other starts to twirl around. then the petite woman blinks a few times at the fact that she now owes her.
" o-owe you ?? " she stutters, tilting her head cutely. " what would you like from me ?? i'm not very good at most things, just so you're aware. "
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❛ yup. just wanted to make sure we're both on the same page. ❜ head dips to press kisses along the other's collarbone, actions completely misaligning with her words as her hand snakes around the other's waist. ❛ people talk. but we're cool, right ? ❜
TWO CAN PLAY THE SAME GAME. despite the little setback that he detects and another mile of distance created between the pair , logan doesn't let his face fall for even a millisecond. '' oh , my bad for making it sound like ... that was the intention. i know it means nothing , '' waving a finger between their figures , '' c'mon. what's with the sour face ? it does mean nothing , right ? ''
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he decides not to press further, knowing it would probably end up doing more harm than good. shitting on her ex would just be beating a dead horse at this point. ( good riddance, though !! ) ❛ jealousy — i get that. ❜ grayson's always been problematic in that sense ; never the type to like sharing his toys, even if he didn't really care about them. he nods in approval at their artificial date plans and leads them towards the closest task of the day : a colorful, festive decorations shop lit so brightly he has half the mind to wear sunglasses indoors. he opens the door, hand outstretched to say ' ladies first, ' before following her inside. ❛ you don't bother me, edie. ❜ he makes sure to let her know, even if he's blasé about it while distracted by an entire wall of holiday ornaments in different shapes and sizes. one catches his eye and he points at it on the the rack. ❛ do you like this one ? look, you can see our reflection in it. ❜ without a second thought, an arm wraps around her shoulder to pull the female close. ❛ take a picture. ❜
" because as much as he hated me, i actually really liked him. but this isn't about that. " she finally settles on a more natural looking filter & posts the image, with a vague caption & a heart beside grayson's tag. " this is about revenge. he was such a jealous asshole when we were together. sugar in his tank won't burn half as much as the idea that someone else can have me now & he can't. " she glances over at her friend as he shows off his jawline. her lips twitch into a smile before a laugh spills past her lips. she tucks her phone into her back pocket, lightly & playfully bumping her arm against his. she lets her eyes travel along the colorful displays lining the street. despite her revenge plot, she's happy just to be out & about during her favorite time of year. but she knows grayson's company doesn't extend to sightseeing, so she cuts to the point. " well ── ! i figured we could do a few things today, so i could space out the posts over a couple of days . . . that way, you won't have to be bothered with me too much. i was thinking we could go decoration shopping, visit the pier, go to dinner . . . not necessarily in that order. & my treat, obviously. "
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❛ you are trouble. ❜ he follows her fingers, letting the other pull him closer but stopping just before it gets complicated. ❛ i'm not. but what are you gonna tell him ? ❜
"is that what you think you are then? the one for me?" cass isn't sure if there is a one for her, as much as she likes to imagine that there might be. she knows that she hasn't found them yet. her fingers tug at the front of his shirt, trying to pull him closer. "i like trouble."
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she feels nothing short of complete idiocy and humiliation, getting caught slipping up after weeks of acting completely fine. granted every date and hook-up she goes on ends with a fake emergency and rushing home to sulk over nobody coming close to being him, but charlotte holds her head high. she did come from far, after all. the least she can do is say her piece. ❛ but you let me go, gene. ❜ there's no stopping the tears brimming her eyes, bottom lip trembling in an effort to hold herself together. she can't. ❛ yes. you should've held on. you should've waited for me. you — you should be killing yourself wishing that girl in your bed was me. ❜ with every word her voice raises, and an angry finger points down the hall at the stranger in his bed. she used to be her, the one-night stand turned lover no-more. it pains her to think of the similarities she has with the random girl he decided to court tonight. ❛ you should've known this wasn't what i wanted. you should've known, gene ! ❜ she's yelling now, tears spilling from bloodshot eyes. ❛ did i mean nothing to you ? were we nothing ? ❜
her rejection stings, but it's not like he doesn't have it coming. he nods, unwilling to push, or knowing better anyway. " you broke up with me, too, charlotte, " he says, his voice stable but quiet. he's never been one to argue with raised tones or dramatic scenes. that's more her speed. " we both decided to pull the plug, not just me. " he would've stayed if she'd wanted him to; he would've loved her if she'd asked. " was i supposed to wait for you to change your mind ? were you going to tell me that, or was i supposed to just do it & hope for the best ? "
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❛ yes, let's get out of here. ❜ and she's already making her irish goodbye, hurrying out the door towards said dive bar that will surely be more fun than this. ❛ thanks for coming out with me. i owe you a beer — and a shot. wanna get wasted with me tonight ? ❜
₊ ˚ ⊹ ❥ "thank god," spoke with a sigh of relief when she mentioned she wasn't feeling the party they were at. "can we like... get out of here or something? i'm sure the dive bar down the road would be more fun that whatever this is."
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noa's head buzzes dangerously, gaze trailing from her hand on his arm to her ocean blue hues. ❛ the annie de lange admitting inferiority — that's a first. ❜ his words are more teasing than malicious, which is also just as abnormal. ❛ how much did you drink ? i'll take you home. ❜
'' GOOD. '' THE BLONDE SLOWLY NODS , a hand placed on his arm , giving it a gentle squeeze. even with one , two many drinks , her touch is light and careful. '' at least one of us is thinking clearly. 'cause i don't , so ... tell me — tell me why this is a bad idea. ''
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❛ it's nothing. that's what i'm saying, ❜ she responds curtly, half expecting such coolness from the other but also half hoping for a different sort of reaction. she slips a lighter out of her pocket, nimble fingers striking down on the wheel to light the female's cigarette. icy blue hues never leave hers. ❛ aren't you gonna share ? ❜ warmth ? attention ? affection ? LOVE ? gracie leans in, waiting for the other to take a drag and place the cigarette between her own parted lips. ❛ it's the least you can do after the night we've had. ❜
"and what is this THING that you mean." the words cut chilling, and perhaps so is her body language ; marlene seated at the edge of her chair, casually dipping a hand into her handbag for a cigarette. a distraction. something to temper the annoyance that seemed to filter through into her voice, because she really didn't need to deal with her own temper tantrum right now. but how could she really help that?
given the fact that right now, gracie seemed wholly concerned about denying anything meaningful was actually happening now, as she needed that pressure of a filter pressed to her lower lip, a brow raising, quirked, in hostile appreciation of her words. "lots of things happen between people and between us. some things mean things, and some things don't. you just have to be a little bit more SPECIFIC, gracie. you know i never liked anything half baked."
- @gatekepts
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❛ damn, i hope i look good ! since i do it for a living and all, ❜ the actress replies playfully, throwing the camera a wide smile. maybe a little exaggerated, but how can she not play it up when maru is calling her pretty ? ❛ i'm not giving you all this content for free, by the way. you owe me now. ❜
[ starter for: @gatekepts ]
[📷] — the petite brunette is taking a video of the area around her, before stopping the camera's focus on dylan. she looked effortlessly gorgeous, hanamaru unable to help herself so she keeps filming. maru smiles warmly at the taller girl but is still nervous that she'd be scolded for not asking first.
" i can stop filming and delete it, if you'd like. you just look - um - really pretty, dylan !! the light is hitting you in the perfect spot. "
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