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dirtyflcwers · 5 years
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OPEN   TO :    m     /     f    /   nb CONNECTION :    we’re just friends but leo ALWAYS flirts  PLOT :   i promised you a shopping trip and im loaded, so why are you in the clearance section?? bitch get something nice
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‘   god   ,   you’re   SO   fucking   sexy   ,   do you   know   that   ?   ’   leo   holds   no   reservation   ,   tongue   mischievously   planted   between   his   teeth   as   he   admired   the   other   in   the   bathing   suit   .   truly   ,   there   was   nothing   better   than   seeing   the   panicked   look   in   his   close   friend’s   eyes   whenever   leo   threw   out   compliment   after   compliment   .   he   follows   up   quickly   ,   tho   ,   lest   his   comments   weren’t     received   as   well   as   usual   .    ‘   -——you   know   it’s   damn   near   DECEMBER   ,   right   ?   don’t   just   buy   a   swimsuit   cause   it’s   CHEAP   ,   i   totally   saw   that   fur   you   were   eyeing   on   the   way   in   ,   if   you   want   it   ,   get   it   .  ’    he   gestures   towards   the   entrance   ,   legs   crossing   as   he   sat   back   ,   licking   his   lips   slightly   .  ‘   i’m   not   COMPLAINING   ,   don’t   get   me   wrong   ,   but   like   ,   seriously   ?   it’s   not   even   a   nice   bathing   suit   .   ’
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dirtyflcwers · 4 years
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@rcfuscnik​ continued from here
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                      ❝ forever ago is .... ❞    he digs through lovers   ,   memories of touches and tingles from even as recently as last night   ,   but finally he CATCHES the memory   .     ❝ like, a month or something, but       -  he didn’t even get to finish, so it doesn’t count...  ❞    my version of forever. he offers a laugh   ,   albeit a little bit after the fact   ,   but still finds humor in her words-  ... because they were BOTH right   .   even if a few weeks didn’t really qualify   ,   considering the man’s body count   ,   it was a distant thing   ,    something in the past   .   he’s almost disappointed that it took the public THIS long to catch on   .
the lion feels almost childlike   ,   being scolded for misbehaving   ,   though if leo was being honest   ,   there was something he LIKED about their dynamic   .   however forward he was   ,   no matter how hard the lover pushed   ,   samara didn’t seem to budge   .   he’s trying to follow her rules   ,   but the second the brush hits him he squinches his nose   .     ❝ don’t do my eyes, then. i always end up wiping it off anyways ... ❞
never mind the fact that his habits of rubbing his eyes while performing held a grain of intention   ,   knowing that the second they had a break   ,   samara could touch him up   ,   and leo could flirt with her further   .   he can tell from months of trying that her words couldn’t POSSIBLY be true   ,   yet leo sighs out   .   the man was almost caught up in the fantasy of samara   ,   wanted to taste the woman if only for the sake of KNOWING what sort of flirting worked on her   .      he keeps the game going   ,   though is well aware that the roots he was planting would probably never bear any fruit   .   ❝   ....   come onn,   one teensy tiny kiss.   then i’ll be the perfect model,   i swear.    ❞
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dirtyflcwers · 4 years
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OPEN TO :  m  /  f  /  nb | 21+ MUSE :  leo, guitar player, son of a famous musician, absolute slut PLOT :  i’m famous and the public thinks im sleeping with my bandmates bc i LOVE skinship but ... how could i be doing that when im too focused on flirting with my makeup artist / hair stylist
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was   it   arrogant   to   say   that   he   usually   didn’t   have   to   try   this   hard   ?   a   silver-lined   tongue   was   all   leo   needed   to   get   someone   closer     ,   though   his   charm   and   good   looks   honestly   took   care   of   half   of   the   battle—it’s   no   wonder   that   he’d   risen   to   fame   nearly   as   quickly   as   his   father   had   .   the   guitarist   found   it   easy   to   get   people   into     his   bed   ,   often   times   the   RUMORS   spread   online   and   in   tabloids   holding   grains   of   truth   .   the   latest   had   been   about   him   sleeping   with   his   own   band   members   .   he’s   scrolling   on   his   phone   ,   chin   lifted   but   one   eye   closed   as   his   stylist   fixed   him   up   before   their   performance   ,   and   he   knows   he   should   stay   still   ,   but   the   heir   was   RESTLESS   ,   turning   to   nearly   shove   the   phone   in   his   opposite’s   face   .    ‘   that’s   ,   fuckin’   ,   crazy—right   ?   they   think   i’m   fucking   ,   like   ,   literally   everyone-   i   mean   ,   there   was   that   one   time   with   adam   ,   but—that   doesn’t   COUNT   ,   it   was   forever   ago   ...     ’   he’s   far   too   affectionate   for   his   own   good   ,   reaching   for   their   hand   before   it   can   touch   his   face   and   clasping   their   fingers   together   .   leo’s   constant   need   for   skinship   was   PROBABLY   (definitely)   the   reason   why   he   got   so   many   rumor’s   spread   ,   but   he   can’t   help   himself   .   his   stylist   was   so   pretty   and   their   hands   were   always   so   soft   .   it’s   a   shame   they   seemed   like   the   ONE PERSON   who   didn’t   want   to   sleep   with   him   .     ‘   hmmm   ...   do   you      wanna   make   out   with   me   ?   ’   it’s   blunt   ,   but   that   was   leo   .   he     smiles   ,   almost   teasing   them   ,   he   expects   a   no   ,   or   rather   a   whack   on   the   forehead   with   a   makeup   brush   .    ‘   come   onnnn ...   it’ll   draw   attention   from   me,   apparently,   having   orgies   with   my   groupmates..   ’
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dirtyflcwers · 5 years
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open   to  :     f   /  m   /    nb connection   :   we just met but you’re cool asf even if you’re shy plot  :     you’re leaving so early? come onnnn hang out for longer 
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he’s     got     his     arm     slung     around     the     shoulder     of     someone     pretty,     drink     in     hand     that     he     sipped     from     slowly     throughout     the     night.     and     though     leo’s     half     listening     to     some        story     his     stupid     friend     was     spewing—something     that     sounded     like     pure         bullshit—all     he     can     really     focus     on     is     THEM.     across     the     room,     seemingly     stuck     to     the     wall.     he’d     only     met     them     a     couple     of     hours     ago,     but     all     leo     could     focus     on     was     the        desire     to     drag     him     into     the     chaos     of     his     house     party.     even     though     his     walls     were     littered     with     trinkets     and     toys,     famously     signed     guitars,     his     father’s     platinum     albums,     it     seemed     like     none     of     that     impressed     the     other . . .     which,     of     course,     drew     leo     in.     and     he’d     honestly     half     expected     them     to     at     LEAST     stay     past     12,     but     he     knew     that     look,     the     look     towards     the     door.     and     leo     shoots     up,     leaving     the     pretty     girl     and     his     friend     behind     as     he     raced     to     the     other’s     side     before     they     could     make     it     to     the     door.     he     smiles,     exuding     charm,     eyes     sparkling, ‘      hey,     hey . .      hold     up !      you     didn’t     even     get,     like,     three     drinks,     do     your     friends     know     you’re     leaving?     i—      i     thought     we     could     hang     or     something,     you,     like,     just     got     here.    ’
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dirtyflcwers · 4 years
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closed starter for @yuseongu​
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                       ❝   that’s NOT what happened, come oooonnn you’re making me BLUSH   ...     ❞  tongue jutting out as he laughed   ,   leo took a fast swig from leather wrapped flask   .   he’s got no clue where they are   ,   late night tipsy wanderings bringing him and january to   ...   wherever this was   .   perhaps his friend had a better inner compass   ,   but leo was ok with being lost   .   he’s dropping the flask   ,   letting it clatter to the ground carelessly as he span in place   .   leo loved this   ,   the darkness   ,   being illuminated by only streetlamps   ,   being with his friend   .   he could get comfortable anywhere   ,   with anything   .   ❝   hmm.... sweet baby   ,   jannie   ,   will you dance with me   ?   if i’m falling down i want it to be with you   ...    ❞
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dirtyflcwers · 5 years
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OPEN   TO :    f    /   nb CONNECTION :    his dad’s fiance   (ANY age 24+ (older encouraged) even tho the plot says in her 20′s) PLOT :   based  |  the girl i was flirting with last night is my estranged dad’s fiance
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the   only   way   leo   had   managed   to   survive   the   night   before   had   been   with   copious   amounts   of   alcohol   .   mingling   was   usually   his   forte   ,   but   not   with   socialites   who   insisted   that   he   be  GRATEFUL   for   the   life   his   father   had   provided   for   him   .   he   should   be   thankful   to   live   in   a   beautiful   home   ,   thankful   that   he   could   get   whatever   he   wanted—DO   whatever   he   wanted   ,   but   to   leo   ,   any   lavish   living   or   endless   bank   account   he’d   been   given   was   outshined   by   being  practically   abandoned   and   always   living   in   his   father’s   shadow   .    he’s   groggy   now   ,   waking   up   in      what   would   be   his   room   for   the   summer   .   from   the   tacky   decorations   to   the   old   pictures   of   him   as   a   kid   lining   his   dressers   ,   he   can   see   nothing   has   actually   changed   .   his   father   was   still   pulling   the   same   old   tricks   to   try   and   fix   their   relationship   ,   but   leo   was   stubborn   and   a   trip   down   memory   lane   meant   nothing   to   him   .
his   hangover   has   almost   brushed   away   most   of   his   memories   of   the   night   before   ,   but   as   he’s   walking   to   his   bathroom   ,   a   few   events   slip   back   into   focus   .   he   remembers   standing   in   front   of   some   stupid   painting   ,   throwing   some   great   one-liners   at   a   really   pretty   girl   as   he   tried   to   drown   out   the   sounds   of   his   father’s   voice   playing   over   the   speakers   .   SHE   had   been   the   only     real   highlight   of   his   night   .   as   leo   brushed   his   teeth   he   thought   about   the   woman   ,   how   pretty     she     was   ,   funny   ,   charming   .   this   nice   memory   is   ,   of   course   ,   spoiled   by   the   next;   his   father   sliding   in   just   in   time   to   claim   her   as   his   own   .   fiance   .   ugh   .   how   did   his   dad   manage   someone   like   that   ?   she   was   too   good   for   him   .   stomping   down   the   stairs   ,   leo   wore   only   a   pair   of   sweatpants   ,   not   worrying   about   being   SEEN   half-naked.   it   he   had   to   be   here   ,   he’d   at   least   be   comfortable   .   he’s   got   a   nasty   look   already   on   his   face   ,   ready   to   greet   his   father   with   something   condescending   ,   make   sure   the   old   man   knew   that   he   was   in   no   mood   to      play   nice   ,   but   instead   ,        he   sees   a   much   prettier   face   .   his   features   soften   nearly   immediately   .   god   ,   he   had   to   figure   out   what   was   going   through   her   head   ,   how   she   could   want   to   marry   his   dad   ?   it   was   weird   .   but   instead   of   prying   ,   he   knows   he   has   to   be   nice     to   her   .   if   not   because   of   his   attraction   to   her   ,   then   because   she   was   going   to   be   family  eventually   .   leo   makes   his   way   to   the   fridge   ,   knowing   that   a   nice   cold   glass   of   orange   juice   will   make   him   feel   a   million    times   better   . ’   how   was   the   rest   of   your   night   ?   i’m   sure   being   strapped   to   my   dad’s   arm   was   no   fun—   he   really   should   hire   a   new   party   planner   or  SOMETHING . . .   ’
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dirtyflcwers · 4 years
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leo: baby girl
leo: pls come by !! :(
leo: my shows in like 4 hour but i dont feel like going
leo: i'll buy food if you bring something to smoke~
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dirtyflcwers · 4 years
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STARTER FOR  :  @veridicalheart​   m  /  f  /  nb MUSE  :  leo, son of famous musician, also in a band! PLOT :  here
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                      ❝ are you SURE you have to go so soon? ❞    he wouldn’t fly out to places like NEW YORK if it wasn’t for them   .   leo was much more used to his wealth being put towards something much more juvenile   ,   dumb pranks or extravagant birthday presents for anyone close to him   ,   but there was something about his lover that made him want to show off   .   he’s holding onto their hand   ,     tugging them closer   ,   vanilla scent and mounds of blankets hoping to entice   .  ❝ no one even knows we’re not at home, let’s go to a club tonight, paparazzi will NOT find us.. ❞ 
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dirtyflcwers · 5 years
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OPEN   TO :    m     /     f    /   nb CONNECTION :    stranger  /  old friend  /  journalist  /  idk anything PLOT :  leo’s in a band that’s known for it’s exclusivity — they rarely perform and when they do it’s DEEP on the DL, but he caught your muse filming them and uh oh
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leo’s   never   wanted   any   of   this   for   the   fame   or   for   the   recognition—he   got   that   without   being   talented   ,   just   from   the   connections   from   his   father   .   it’s   why   the   events   like   this   are   so  IMPORTANT   to   him   .   they   were   disgustingly   intimate   ,   never   any   more   than   thirty   people   that   he   and   his   bandmates   shared   their   music   with   .   attendees   would   receive   a   cd   and   a   plea   for   silence   ,   one   that   was   generally   always   respected. . .   but   while   strumming   through   their   third   song     he’d   caught   the   shine   of   a   camera   .   and   it   wasn’t   THAT   big   of   a   thing   ,   one   where   he’d   have   security   or   someone   to   actually   take   care   of   people   who   didn’t   follow   the   rules   ,   so   he   has   to   do   it   himself   .   it’s   after   they’d   finished   ,   leo   admittedly   sweatier   than   he’d   like   to   be   and   not   NEARLY   drunk   enough   ,   considering   just   how   late   it   was   ,   but   he’s   almost   thankful   for     how   sober   he   is   .   approaching   the   stranger   with   a   smile   ,   leo places   a   palm   gently   on   their   shoulder   .   he   doesn’t     want   to   frighten   ,   nor   intimidate   ,   really   just   work   the   whole      “   please   delete   that   ”     conversation   into   the   mix   ,  ‘    i   totally    saw   you   —    did   i   look   good   in   the   video     ?    i   always   worry   my   hair’s   sticking   to   my   face   or   something . . .   the   set   was   good   ,   right   ?  ’
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dirtyflcwers · 4 years
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CLOSED STARTER FOR :  @crovnprince​ MUSE :    leo   PLOT  :   we almost dated years ago and now i’ve sort of still got a thing for you
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holiday   season   was   leo’s   FAVORITE   time   of   the   year—   when   his   friends   with   more   respectable  existences   got   back   from   college   or   got   off   of   work   .   it   meant   he   had   a   full   crew   of   people   to   spoil   and   do   stupid   shit   with   .   always   an   optimist   ,   even   seeing   exes   ,   or   almost   exes   was   a   nice   time   .   and   it   happened   more   often   than     expected   ,   considering   their   influx   of   mutual   friends   .   he’s   usually   fine   about   seeing   them   ,   friendly   and   good   about   ignoring   their ..   history   ,   but   the   mention   of   a   BOYFRIEND   has   leo   feeling   unusually   territorial   .   he’s   approaching   ,   drink   in hand     as   he   tried   to   be   casual   ,   but   acting   casual   wasn’t   exactly   a   very   casual   thing   ,   now   was   it   ?    ‘   sooooo ...   i   heard   you’ve   got   someone   strapped   to   your   side   ,   is   he   planning   on   making   an   appearance   tonight   ,   or   are   you   all   on   your   own   ?   ’
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dirtyflcwers · 5 years
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OPEN TO  :  m  /  f  /  nb CONNECTION  :  fwb / significant other  PLOT  :  leo is STUPID and didn’t realize he and your muse were ACTUALLY dating
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‘   cheat   on   you   ?   ’   he   tilts   his   head   ,   squinting   as   he   looked   at   the   phone   screen   .   on   it   was   a   picture   he’d   posted �� the   night   before   of   him   making   out   with   somebody   he’d   met   .   leo   did   things   like   this   OFTEN   ,   spent   the   night   with   strangers   only   to   return   to   his   friend’s   side   the   next   day   .   he   didn’t   think   of   it   as   an   EXCLUSIVE   sort   of   thing   ,   but   judging   by   the   look   on   their   face   ,   maybe   it   was   .  ‘    oh——-   is   that   what   you   meant   by    “being   together”   ?    i   just    thought   you   wanted   to   hang   out   more . . .   ’
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dirtyflcwers · 5 years
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OPEN TO  :  m  /  f  /  nb CLOSED STARTER FOR :  @loveologys​ PLOT :  here
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‘    relaaaaaaaaax   . . .   ’    in   all   honesty   ,   leo   LIKED   sleeping   someone   he   knew   he   couldn’t   have   .      sure   ,   their   boyfriend   was   there   first   ,   but   who   were   they   with   right   now?   he’s   shirtless   ,   laid   out   in   front   of   a   crystal   clear   pool   overlooking   fiji   ,   sipping   orange   juice   next   to   his   lover   .     ‘    no   one’s   going   to   see   you   ,   you   can   take   off   the   shades—-   it’s   not   even   THAT   sunny   .   i’m   sure   you   can   afford   to   sit   closer   to   me   .   ’
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dirtyflcwers · 4 years
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for @pinktowels​ continued from here
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                      ❝  first—my orgies are NOT idiodic... ❞   leo was a curious man   .   one that hadn’t get gotten the life BEATEN out of him   ,   instead opted to stay bright and beautiful   ,   share his aroma with few so that he wouldn’t feel obligated to be exceptional   ,   but his body   ?   belonged to the world. convinced   ,   truly   ,   that georgina’s distaste for him came from not seeing him ENOUGH   ,   or getting the wrong impression   .   it was easy for tabloids to see his money   ,   his fame without production   ,   where he’d come from   ,   and assume leo to be a PLAYER   .   to be fair   ,   he had made his way through lists of people   ,   both celebrity and mundane   ,   but he was Pure   .   not a player   ,   just a lover     .   knew where his talents lied   ,   knew which ones he wanted to share with nearly anyone   .   really   ,   the only thing that DID bother the bundle of light was that his makeup artists might actually hate him   .   poor boy tries so hard   ,   doesn’t realize it’s doing the OPPOSITE of what he desired   .  ❝ and second, i’ll post it on snap. that way only my close and personal’s will know what’s up, but—through the grapevine, yadda, yadda .. no more orgy talk. ❞   he wishes he knew her   ,   yearns to   ,   clear in the way his eyebrows raise   ,   nosily peering to see   ,   even   , which brush she’d pick up   .   it’s true the woman was TALENTED   ,   something leo wanted to admire genuinely   ,   but feared georgina would take as a joke   .    ❝ is it too late for me to ask for red? or will you give me NOTHING i want?   ❞
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dirtyflcwers · 5 years
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tag drop !
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