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good luck, babe! by chappell roan was written for sam foster. in this essay i will

#shut up rose #m:sam #i miss yall so much i could cryyyyyy

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#wo #ws #came back on this blog solely to reblog this #thx #wp

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poking my head over here to say hi and i miss y'all, 2 more weeks until spring break and i have 2 exams coming up this week, but we r almost thru!!!

#shut up rose

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"uh huh," sam muttered back, blue eyes averting themselves to look off at some uninteresting part of this get-together. her posture significantly straightened as seona moved further into her, the hot breath against her ear almost making her knees buckle from underneath her. "i don't..." she began, but her voice trailed off to some unknown train of thought. she didn't what? plan on indulging this? that part of her brain left the station the second that the other woman came closer to her. "i could solve this problem. but not out here." she turned her head to look at the other woman a little better, trying not to be frazzled at just how close they were. "is the bathroom a little too sleazy for you?"

A pleased look was renewed with concern as her eyes roamed up, making contact with crystal clear ones that had been glazed over due to the liquid courage flowing through the lawyer's veins. "I should think of the consequences?" Seona repeated, a dulcet accent wrapping around her sentence, "Not the one who is so distracted by my so-called magnetic field."

Reaching the end of her dialogue, her body innately orbited towards Sam's, as if they were in some sort of bubble and perhaps tonight, they were. Her mouth barely traced over the other's ear, making it appear as if she was just sharing some mindless whispers. "And are you going to do anything to solve this problem, come on, you're a big strong lawyer, surely you can figure something out... or are you content with just looking?"

#c:sam #sam x seona #mournfulminds

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still missing you all dearly, am super stressed out with back to back exams right at the top of this week - if anyone wants to do quick usfw stuff back and forth to help ease my mind burdens of how neurons works, i would appreciate that <3

#shut up rose #im dying on the inside

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"I'll be done in just a second!" The blonde's voice carried past the shower running and the half-closed door to where Andrea was waiting for her, arms curled in front of her as she pressed her body closer to the curtain. "Hey, can you come in here a sec? I forgot how beautiful your face is and am in need of a reminder."

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"Babe." Andrea called to Mallory, who was still in the shower. "We'll be late if you don't hurry up." Andrea's red hair was still dripping wet, having been waiting to use the hair dryer that was in the bathroom, not wanting to use it while there was so much steam being created. It would turn her curls into frizz. Hence she was still in a towel, lest her hair dampen her outfit. Still, she wasn't mad that Mallory was taking her time, amused more than anything else.

#c:mallory #mallory x andrea #divinedxsign #all signs point to no

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OPEN: w/nb, 30+ BASED: gorgeous by ta.ylor swift. sam's a little tipsy but flirting with your muse at a party. MUSE: sam foster. late 30s. lawyer. married closet case. she/her.

"you should think about the consequence of your magnetic field being a little too...strong." her eyes are blurring at the corners by now, with the end of her third drink now in her system. sam doesn't care, she's un-chaperoned by her husband at this party, it's one of the few times she gets to just let loose and feel like herself. "like, get it checked out. i can't stop looking at you and it's becoming a problem."

#indie rp #indie lesbian rp #indie bi rp #indie oc rp #open starter #c:sam

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OPEN!: w/nb, 25+ (bonus points for 35+) BASED ON: false god by taylo.r swift. a relationship that isn't fundamentally working anymore, but the se.x is sooo good that they're both ignoring that and trying to make it work. MUSE: maggie ibarra. early 30s. choreographer. she/her.

"i can't talk to you when you're like this." her thought is followed by an eye roll and a shrug of her shoulders. regardless, her eyes drift down the other's frame, lingering for just a moment too long before they're back on their eyes. and then their lips. damn it. "so maybe we should just...stop talking and switch gears."

#indie rp #indie lesbian rp #indie smut rp #indie bi rp #open starter #c:maggie

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kennedy looked at the younger woman with a teasing eye, clutching the bouquet closer to her chest. "if i say they aren't for you, and someone gave them to me, are you gonna get that jealous pout you always get?" she lightly rolled her eyes, continuing on. "not only are they roses, but they're peonies too. and geraniums! the florist gave me a great deal on them today. or at least that's what he said, it didn't feel like much of a discount when everyone's stocking up on these for today. if you don't want them, they'll look great at my reception area."

open to: m/f/nb (f/nb for for romance)

muse: willow aldren. 21-24. she/her. lesbian. mean. rich.

"roses for Valentine's day? how predictable," the blonde mused. "I really hope those aren't for me."

#c:kennedy #kennedy x willow #iintotheunknown #i simply could not resist #ken's a vet and a dork but i feel like she needs to be bullied LMAO

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with an eager pace, rowan closed the door behind them to follow ivy up to her room. fair enough, their first sight of it wasn't too far off from what they envisioned in their head. it all fit ivy perfectly, even if she hadn't been in it since she was a kid. it was cozy, idyllic, filled with images of flowers and stuffed animals and adorableness. rowan tried not to squeak in adoration just at the sight of it.

at the door, rowan lightly closed it behind them without letting it click all the way. yes, they were adults and no, nothing was going to come of this escape to the bedroom, but it was more so to give them emotional privacy than physical. they followed her further in after watching her settle on the bed, settling into a seat on the edge of her bed. feet still on the floor, rowan turned their body to look back at their girlfriend curled up in a sad-looking pile on the bed.

"hi," they murmured softly, one hand coming up to stroke the back of their finger against her cheek, "i'm sorry that this is a lot for you. holidays aren't always easy. i...just want to be there for you however i can be, and however will help you the most. now that we're at least somewhere warm...do you want to talk about it?"

Rowan managed to pull a soft giggle from ivy as she pretended to dart towards the door. "Can't blame you, it is really cold out here and somebody didn't put on a big enough jacket when she first came out, wonder who that could have been," Ivy poked quiet fun at herself, curling up to Rowan's side as they headed for the door. She stepped into the house first, keeping the warm coat around her shoulders before her fingers tugged at Rowan's, leading them upstairs to her bedroom.

"Well, maybe more then one or two stuffed animals and I wasn't really a boy band kind of girl," Ivy offered quietly, leading them up the stairs and pushing open her bedroom door, flicking the light on. Ivy's childhood bedroom was cosy. Soft pastels, blankets, pillows, a large book shelf, a pile of stuffed animals on the window seat. Floral curtains, a knitted throw, a soft daisy rug on the floor, one of Daisy's dog beds in the corner, a little desk where she would have studied away the hours - with books, scrap books, photographs pinned up, boxes of craft materials, the wall above the desk adorned with stickers and posters of animals, a few old drawings stuck up. Ivy's room was sweet and soft, much like her, a cosy haven.

Ivy dropped Rowan's hand before she moved a few steps away, slipping Rowan's coat from her shoulders, draping it over the back of her desk chair. She bent down to unzip her boots, slipping her tight covered feet from the shoes. She moved towards her bed, crawling on to it beside a worn out stuffed puppy, and looked up at Rowan from across the room, taking a moment to wipe at her eyes.

#c:rowan #rowan x ivy #missperfectlyfinewrites

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a quick shake of her head followed as callie listened to lily's answer, not surprised that she'd observed her siblings in their natural attitudes. "oh, my siblings?" callie lifted her head higher, delicate fingers rested on the keys but no longer playing them like she had a moment before, "i can understand your trepidation. because my sister, sera, is a sadist and my brother, dimitri, is a pervert. they're not very good to be around." her tone was veering into one that would be used with a child, and in a way, it was fitting. talking down to lily was one way to keep her (and herself) in check.

"you would be best off aligning yourself with a vampire who can protect you from them." her eyebrows raised, she finally turned to look at the other woman, eyes darkening to contrast how innocent her tone was. "i could protect you from them, if you would like me to. i only ask for a little something in return, but nothing you wouldn't be willing to give. does that interest you, songbird?"

Lily was one to prefer honesty, but she was also one who didn't one to upset people or make them uncomfortable. However it was clear that Callista wanted full honesty, and Lily would give it.

"It would you be," she offered timidly, fidgeting with her dress for a moment. "I don't think your sister is fond of me, and well.." Lily trailed off, shrugging. "I think your brother might be too fond of me. He just makes me feel, um, a little uncomfortable at times," her doe eyes dipped to the piano keys. Perhaps it was a strange answer as up until now Callista hadn't been particularly friendly but she hadn't been particularly hostile - she'd just kind of been there, and maybe that was what suited Lily at the moment. She found the elder vampires - her parents intimidating, and well, Lily was a little fun around moms in general, after her own mom ran off so many years ago.

Perhaps it was Callie's beauty, or how she carried herself or even the simple fact that she hadn't gotten her in trouble..but she was a little mesmerised by the blonde beside her.

#c:callie #callie x lily #missperfectlyfinewrites

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hiiiiii, popping on here to say i miss yall but school is going well (: i hope gay shenanigans are still occuring whilst im away, smh. if u ask rly nicely i might be willing to write gay shit on discord...but ily regardless and hope u are all well!

#shut up rose #might get to reappear on here soonish #but discord is the fastest way to contact me in the meanwhile #logged out of this acct on my phone sooooo #love yall

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i'm not wearing all black bitch my thong is pink

#m:laurel #A THOUSAND PERCENT #But also #m:harmony #m:alexis #m:reese #m:callie

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America Ferrera photographed by Yelena Yemchuk for Porter Edit (October 2018)

#m:mariana #wo #saw this and thought about aloto #i think its just the wardrobe #but OOF WOULD WANT

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PICTURE THIS

A SINGLE MOM FIGHTING FOR CUSTODY OVER A SHITTY FATHER BUT MORE FINANCIALLY STABLE, SHE’S DESPERATE TO KEEP HER CHILD SO SHE ASKS HER BEST FRIEND (HE’S WEALTHY) TO MARRY HER, THEY WIN CUSTODY BUT NOW THEY ARE STUCK TOGETHER AND GIVE ME ALL THE ANGST OF ACTING LIKE HUSBAND AND WIFE BUT THEN SHE STARTS TO FALL FOR HIM AND THEY ACTUALLY BECOME A REAL FAMILY.

#wp

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burned cinnamon roll, has literally been through hell and back, slightly charred 

#m:soleil #m:cassidy #m:reese

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#m:eden #wo #i lurv her