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I’m going on a trip in my favorite rocket ship…j/k I’m going to see moulin rouge in a city far far away. Don’t fret tho! I’m not seeing it every night so I will have down time to be here!

#i. ooc ;; behind the scenes (personal post) #going with @ofwealthandtaste to see the duke

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#iv. fashion

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If we date, just know I'll never stop touching you. I'll play with your hair, your hands, scratch your back, rub your shoulders, your neck, grab your jaw, hug you, kiss you, everything. all the time. affection is my favorite and I just like to touch you.

#iii. headcanon ;; the stories you heard are true #iv. desires ;; pushing all my buttons

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From afar she thought he might have been André, but upon further inspection he definitely wasn't. There was a slight resemblance, and he walked like him, but he wouldn't be caught dead in the outfit Olivier was wearing. Still, she easily let it look like she knew him, leaning into his touch and nodding, "Coffee shop around the corner? That safe enough?"

STEPS PICK UP SLIGHTLY TO CATCH UP TO SOPHIE , only slowing to walk in pace that she is . The second Olivier is walking alongside her , her tail comes to a halt but doesn't disappear . " You may call me Olivier. Let's get you somewhere safe , oui ? " Hand settles on her back as he looks over his shoulder . If he weren't in street clothes it would be much easier to pass himself off as his employer .

#graveescape

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Why was he being so affectionate towards her? Sophie was confused, and a bit worried that he was setting her up. She couldn't deny though that it had felt nice--she was starved for affection, and here he was giving her exactly what she had wanted since the beginning. Still, she couldn't help but look at him questioning--she didn't vocalize her confusion though.

"Sounds intriguing," it did, her mind wandering as she tried to imagine what he meant by that in a positive way and not a way that meant she was in danger. "I've missed you quite a bit, you know," she doesn't pout as he backs away, though she keeps sitting just where she was to keep some closeness. She was going to be due backstage soon, but she wanted to spend as much time at the table as she could. "Here's to having a great night."

HIS OWN HAND SMOOTHS OVER BACK OF HERS , sudden affection likely disconcerting to the girl considering he'd been laying on vague threat quite thick just seconds earlier . Now he's practically purring , head tilting to allow for shimmering charm of dark eyes to look into her doll like eyes . He's confusing her , likely giving her some sort of worry , and it amuses him to do so .

The cat teasing it's foolish little mouse once again .

" It means I want to play with you . " grained voice almost whispers words against crook of her neck . Free hand sliding to small of her back while the one tending to back of hand slides up over dress and runs up to chest before backing away and sitting up to keep proper appearance . " You can show me just how much you've missed me while I've been away . "

#ofwealthandtaste

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#iv. photos ;; such a pretty face

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"Nope, not a myth. I mean, boobs are heavy, right? They are killer on the back. It's like carrying weights on your chest."

"Wait, really? is that not a myth? I'm sure it's a myth."

#therelentless #i wish it was a myth

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Send 🍆  for my muse’s reaction to being sent a very intentional nude Or Send  “Ѡ” for my muse’s reaction to being sent accidental nudes.

#iii. memes ;; i wanna talk about meme #this meme is dumb but fun

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"You know, I get that. It has to be rough sometimes. Kind of like women who are cursed with large chests. Boobs can be painful."

{ OPEN.

"Sometimes having a huge dick is a curse."

#therelentless #sorry i had to

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"Oh, my dad was like that. He kind of looked like the dude on the paper towel wrappers, all big and brawny but he was a big ol' softie, but he could totally kick ass," well, she assumed so anyway. Sophie was lucky in the fact that she never had to see her dad in an actual fight before.

"I don't know about that. I mean, I'm not really FBI material. I'm not really into authority," she couldn't imagine herself being a cop, even if it had something to do with the supernatural stuff she dealt with. "I think organizations that like are a little to rigid for me. I'm more of a go with the flow type."

Unable to contain the small laugh from the woman's response. Alec is a good fighter, but he lacks control. No center, no focus. Just jumps and fights when the opportunity arises. "Funny that you bring up family. My father. The one that taught me to fight. If you were to meet him, you would assume he's a fighter. When in truth; he's a big softy. A hearty man with a heart of gold. He always thinking of others." That's what he was told about how an Alpha should be. "I think you would have fit right along with Alec and his crew if you were to work with them. There's no demand for paranormal investigators." Alec's division doesn't believe ghosts exist or spirits. "Maybe you should have a talk with him. Maybe the FBI has a use for you." Brenden had received an offer for a position with the FBI, but he had declined it.

#lcbcshcart

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i'm listening to a video on youtube about the deadpool trailer and they're talking about taylor swift as maybe dazzler but i have an alternative casting: sabrina carpenter

#i. ooc ;; behind the scenes (personal post)

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Sophie could feel the effect she was having on Roman, and it made her feel just a bit giddy. She moved her hips against him, grinding slightly to show she could tell that she had made the right move by straddling him.

"Much much better," she leaned down to kiss him briefly before moving to pepper kisses along his jaw line heading towards his neck. Sophie couldn't help but compare him to André--though, really, she couldn't really tell who's 'better' until after. "I think we might be overdressed."

He gives her a wink when acknowledgement on his eyes is made . Distance seems to slowly close as she gains some confidence in this little exchange and his hands run up her thighs as they straddle him . And as a reward for giving him exactly what he wanted he pushes up her dress before grabbing hips to bring her down against his lap so she could feel the growing strain in his pants .

Hand raises to pull on one of her curls slight just to watch it bounce back into place . " Mm -- how much better ? " And the word makes him want to ask if this was already better than some of her encounters with André but he doesn't particularly dare compare .

#dogtccth

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Send my muse “What would you do if...” scenarios.

#iii. memes ;; i wanna talk about meme

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‘ you’re being followed. pretend you know me.’ // OLIVER!

Sophie wanted to act surprised; wanted to asked what could he possibly me, wanted to ask who the hell he was and what he knew about her, but now a days nothing really surprised her. She was hesitant at first, unsure if she should just get the hell out of there. He was warning her, though, so maybe he could tell her more.

"Oh, hey, it's you. It's been awhile," fake pleasantry is said before leaning in a bit to whisper "What's going on and who are you?"

#graveescape #this is now a whole cinematic universe lol

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Sarah Hyland as Haley Dunphy – Modern Family (2009) 'Bringing Up Baby'

#iv. photos ;; such a pretty face

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"Oh, shit, nothing's actually gonna happen on Tuesday, don't worry. It was just a dumb thing I said trying to be funny," she hadn't realized he was going to take it so serious, or that he'd be so alert about it. She'd have to watch what she said from now on.

"Oh, really, thanks. Your company is pretty enjoyable too. Especially since you don't judge me and stuff," which usually happened when she encountered folks on her hunt, "Oh, I didn't really choose it, the life chose me. My parents are hunters--or well, my mom is, my dad was when he was still alive, so I picked it up when I was old enough. It doesn't pay, but I have side jobs for that."

"What's on Tuesday? Is someone fulfilling a threat against your life then?"

He looks around then, away from her and the table that sits between them with her drink and his. Nothing looks out of the ordinary though his own sudden alertness and hovering above his seat seems to draw stares their way. But he's focused back on her.

"Of course. That is definitely a merit to this place. I'm starting to enjoy your company. I'm curious what made you choose such a dangerous profession. It doesn't seem to rake in any form of substantial currency either."

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tomorrow imma do drafts in between laundry and packing for a trip. if I don’t then you can yell at me.

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