Choux pastry hearts

One for sorrow, two for joy Sometimes you win, sometimes you lose

[classsymemes]

a comprehensive list of scenarios

feel free to combine multiple prompts or add  “ + reverse ”  to switch roles !   for reference, the one sending in the prompt is the one committing the action.

1.  GUEST :  for one muse to offer the other a place to stay. 2.  STORM :  for both muses to find shelter from a severe storm. 3.  MEDIC :  for one muse to show up at the other’s doorstep injured. 4.  SURPRISE :  for one muse to come home and find the other already inside. 5.  TRIP :  for both muses to road trip or travel together. 6.  BABYSIT :  for one muse to help the other home while they’re drunk. 7.  INSOMNIA :  for one muse to find the other still awake at 3am. 8.  AMBUSH :  for both characters to come under attack by the same enemy. 9.  DANCE :  for one muse to ask the other to dance at a party. 10.  STRANDED :  for one muse to help the other who’s stranded on the road. 11.  SERVICE :  for one muse to cover the cost of something for the other. 12.  SAFEGUARD :  for one muse to save the other from being hit by a vehicle or from some other life-threatening event. 13.  DAZE :  for one muse to wake somewhere and find the other hovering over them. 14.  STOWAWAY :  for one muse to find the other hiding on the same ship. 15.  TAXI :  for both muses to share the same taxi ride. 16.  MAKEOVER :  for one muse to help the other with a new outfit or hairstyle. 17.  LIFEGUARD :  for one muse to rescue the other from drowning. 18.  DISASTER :  for both muses to work together to escape a fire, flood, or other disaster. 19.  TRANSIT :  for one muse to sit next to the other on a public transport. 20.  SPRAIN :  for one muse to carry the other after spraining their ankle. 21.  EMPLOY :  for one muse to be hired as the other’s bodyguard, tutor, assistant, etc. 22.  QUEST :  for one muse to help the other with a task in exchange for compensation. 23.  SOOTHE :  for one muse to calm the other during a panic attack. 24.  RECOVER :  for one muse to return the other’s lost belonging. 25.  UMBRELLA :  for one muse to share their umbrella with the other on a rainy day. 26.  HEAL :  for one muse to nurse the other back to health from a sickness or injury. 27.  NIGHTMARE :  for one muse to comfort the other after a nightmare. 28.  REUNION :  for one muse to run into the other again after a long time. 29.  PRIZE :  for one muse to win the other a prize at a carnival. 30.  NUDE :  for one muse to walk in on the other while they’re changing. 31.  BED :  for both muses to wake in the same bed, naked or fully clothed. 32.  TRAIL :  for one muse to notice the other has been following them. 33.  EVADE :  for one muse to pull the other into an alleyway to escape their pursuer. 34.  THIEF :  for one muse to confront the other after having something stolen by them. 35.  CAUGHT :  for one muse to walk in on the other singing / dancing. 36.  FESTIVE :  for both muses to decorate for a special occasion. 37.  PRESENT :  for one muse to give the other a  (birthday)  gift. 38.  WEARY :  for one muse to wake up after falling asleep on the other. 39.  CAPTIVE :  for one muse to hold the other against their will. 40.  SNAP :  for one muse to yell at or push the other out of frustration. 41.  SLEEPOVER :  for one muse to stay the night at the other’s place. 42.  TRESPASS :  for one muse to trespass on the other’s property. 43.  BREAK-IN :  for one muse to discover the other robbing their place. 44.  MERCY :  for both muses to come across an injured animal. 45.  UNKNOWN :  for both muses to wake and find themselves in a strange place. 46.  ACCOMPLICE :  for one muse to assist the other at the scene of a crime. 47.  ASTRAY :  for both muses to take a detour and lose their way. 48.  RELAX :  for both muses to share a hot tub or hot spring. 49.  MUSE :  for one muse to model for the other’s art project. 50.  ACCOMPANY :  for one muse to give the other an extra ticket to an event. 51.  SALVAGE :  for one muse to retrieve the other’s belongings from a thief. 52.  MEAL :  for both muses to prepare and share a meal together. 53.  CEMETERY :  for one muse to find the other at a gravestone. 54.  REFUGE :  for one muse to shelter the other from enemies. 55.  ARRANGED :  for both muses to date or marry out of convenience. 56.  FAVOR :  for one muse to owe the other a favor. 57.  VACATION :  for both muses to book the same hotel on vacation. 58.  DEFEND :  for one muse to save the other from one or multiple assailants. 59.  CATCH :  for one muse to return the other’s pet that escaped. 60.  RESTRICTED :  for both muses to sneak into someplace they’re not supposed to be.

[allloveisfolly]

This is me...making a very hesitant comeback to the world of indie rp. Over the next couple of weeks I'll be revamping some characters, posting some opens and reaching out to people for plotting purposes but yeah. I'm...back?

[cnlyfans-a]

open  : f .

"  no ... come  on  ,  don’t  just  brush  me  off  .  not  now  ,  not  when  i  need  you  to  hear  me  the most .  i  gotta  say  it  ,  alright  ?  i  have  to  or  i’ll  go  the  rest  of  my  life  wondering  if  things  could’ve  been  different .  "

[allloveisfolly]

"Leo...you're my best friend". Essie isn't the girl that gets 'chosen'. She knows this, has accepted it, never questions it. So the words coming out of Leo's mouth don't make sense in the version of the world she lives in. Especially not from him. There's a hollow ache in her chest when she looks at him...it's the cruelest thing, really. Him dangling this in front of her when she knows he can't possibly mean it. Whatever joke this is isn't worth risking their entire friendship. "This isn't funny. It's really not."

[zendayaupdates]

ZENDAYA

photographed at the ‘Challengers’ photocall in Milan — April 14, 2024

[detective-peraltiago]

“we’re still standing, right?”

[munofmanyminds]

@allloveisfolly

[painfulblisss]

[munofmanyminds]

@allloveisfolly

[zendadya]

ZENDAYA "Dune: Part Two" premiere in London (Feb 15, 2024)

[beebssources]

— YOUR AFFECTION.

Gestures  of  affection  starters.  Can  be  platonic  and  romantic.  Send  me... (Send  🔄  +  any  emoji  to  reverse  the  outcome.)

💓  to  listen  to  my  muse's  heartbeat. 💏  to  softly  kiss  my  muse's  forehead. 💋  to  kiss  my  muse  on  the  lips. 🤭  to  caress  my  muse's  cheek. 🌸  to  offer  my  muse  a  flower. 💅  to  paint  my  muse's  nails. 💗  to  lean  against  my  muse. 💝  to  wrap  an  arm  around  my  muse. 🤗  to  hug  my  muse  from  behind. 🫂  to  pick  my  muse  up  and  twirl  them  around. 👰  to  hold  my  muse  bridal  style. 🤝  to  hold  my  muse's  hand. 🥞  to  bring  my  muse  breakfast  in  bed. 🤜  to  give  my  muse  a  noogie. 🤏  to  tickle  my  muse. 😋  to  give  my  muse  their  favorite  snack.

[munofmanyminds]

Once his shirt had been discarded, immediately following the soft press of her lips against his, Cole moved his hand to nape of her neck, only to pull her directly into a new kiss. It was more controlled, less frantic - purposeful, not mindlessly passionate. His other hand wandered to the soft skin of her waist and he slowly began moving backwards, gently pulling her with him. He smoothly turned them around to walk her backwards a moment later, seamlessly steering them through his apartment with barely a glance. His hand wandered languidly along her shape all the while, and his lips only parted from hers a few times in order to breathe a little and meet her gaze heatedly, then dive into another kiss. He kicked off his own shoes on the way, stumbling only slightly as he did.

Cole didn't come up for air until they were at the double doored glass entrance to his bedroom. Breaths heavy, he slowly parted his lips from hers only to brush his nose against the tip of hers with a low, slightly breathless chuckle. Wordlessly, he leaned in to reach behind her and pushed the sliding door apart. "There." He took her hand and lifted her arm above her, gently spinning her around so that she faced the bedroom. Then he wrapped his arms around her middle and pressed a lingering kiss to the side of her throat as he drew her against his naked chest. "You smell amazing," he murmured on a whisper - almost like he didn't want the walls to hear. Then he moved his hands to her sides and slid them up her body. Hooking the straps of her bra into a finger each, he slid them down her shoulders, before - taking his time - he moved to push the cups of her bra down, thumbs brushing over perked nipples.

[allloveisfolly]

She lets him pull her through the space, trusting him to guide them through to the bedroom. For the brief moments that her eyes are open in between kisses, they don't leave his. Ava's completely dialled in. She doesn't take note of much else around her - there'll be time for that later: to properly catalogue what his space says about the man he's become since she they were whatever they were to each other - but right now, she lets herself lean into the familiarity of his hands on her. He finds the sensitive spot on her waist with almost preternatural ease and there's something about that. She leans back into him after he turns her around, melts really, places one arm over his around her middle and reaches up behind her with the other so her fingertips can graze the nape of his neck. She looks at the bed in front of her and can almost feel the way the crisp sheets will brush against her skin, almost see what they’ll look like on the other side of this

"Soleil de Feu. You can thank Tom Ford for that.”. Somewhere in the recesses of Ava's mind, there’s a faint memory of the last time they’d stood like this. Her semi-clothed and him completely bare, still with the distant spectre of another man in the room with them, but she files the bittersweet feeling threatening to take over away to unpack later. . She’s pressing open mouthed kisses from the hollow of his throat to his jaw and she nips him slightly once his thumbs make contact with her nipples. She can’t help the sharp exhalation of air that slips out. She’d almost forgotten what this felt like. Not having to work for it, just letting herself get completely overwhelmed by the feel of him. She’s already slick enough that she can feel the dampness against the gusset of her panties. It’d never taken her long with Cole, never taken much more than his physical presence. It’s never been like that with anyone before or since but it’s like her body’s attuned to his specific frequency. She pulls her hair forward over one shoulder so there's a clear line of access to the clasp of her bra.

[starlingisms-backup]

[id: a tweet that reads “academic rivals to lovers but she’s the only one who hates him and he’s been in love with her since the day they met”]

[honeylover]

Micah Nemerever, "These Violent Delights"

[munofmanyminds]

@allloveisfolly

[littlemusings]

[photo credit]

[munofmanyminds]

@allloveisfolly

[munofmanyminds]

He felt a sudden sense of accomplishment, warmth coursing through every sinew of his being when Alex finally softened in his arms, when she settled his embrace and actually let him be there for her. He didn't know how to help her, really. Didn't know what she needed. But he knew he'd do whatever it took, because seeing her like this was fucking painful. Roman's emotional range had always been fierce. His capacity for fury was offset entirely by his capacity for love. So as much as she could piss him off, she was also the one person he couldn't stay angry with for long.

Roman's fingers drifted slowly along Alex's arm, the softness of her skin working to calm his mind a little as he waited for her to respond to his offer. His gaze met hers with certainty, his calm breathing pattern a testament to the severity of his conviction in this moment. Part of him had always know it would come to this eventually, really. He'd set himself up for it when he started dating an actress. And lately he'd been thinking more about it. That maybe the best thing was just to get it out in the open. They were halfway there already anyway. And if this gave her something to hold onto in the whirlwind that was her public life? He could deal with a bit of media attention for a while.

He chuckled, the sound a little rough as he shrugged a shoulder indifferently. "Like I said, babe: whatever you need." He placed a tiny kiss on the tip of her nose. "I can deal. Besides, I think maybe it's better this way. No more secrets - no more rumours and whispering. I kinda like the thought of that." He smirked, an edge of humour in his eyes. "Plus, y'know, extra bonus: my mom will finally shut up about it."

[allloveisfolly]

Amaka likes to think she knows him well enough at this point, that in any given situation she can anticipate his reactions but he still possesses a singular capacity to surprise her. She's aware of how carefully he's guarded his privacy, how much it's been central to his ability to navigate his life in the way he wants. So the fact that he'll give it up is a stronger indication of the depth of his feelings for her than anything else before it. It feels like he's putting a definitive stamp on it, on them. "Whatever I need? If I need you in Armani right beside me at the Oscars? Working the step and repeat and answering 100 different variations of 'Who are you wearing?" She can't help the smile that works its way onto her face and the warmth that it brings to her tone.

"No more secrets, no, but...different rumours. Different whispers. There are fucking conspiracy theorists in every fucking corner of the Internet who'll project their bullshit onto every little thing we do when we're out in public together...but I like the thought of not hiding us all the time...and finally getting to mention you by name in awards speeches instead of doing the vague 'you know who you are' thing every time." Second to her career, their relationship is quite possibly the thing she's proudest of and she can't deny that not having to constantly shift focus away from it has its appeal.

"My grandmother won't get to end every call by telling me to 'let that handsome man I'm keeping in my basement out for some sunlight'." It's been the running joke with her grandmother, her sisters and her cousins. They're the only ones who she's kept in the loop about their relationship. She can already anticipate the lecture she'll be getting from her mother and the silence from her father (she still isn't sure whether the distance he keeps is a blessing or a curse) but all of that is secondary to the fact that in this moment, Roman is right there, looking at her with a glint in his eye and the ghost of a laugh colouring his tone and the smirk on his face matches the one on hers as she leans in to press her lips to his.

[slumpcd]

" come on, don't make me the bad guy here. he's my best friend — he would never trust me again. " and he couldn't risk it, not when she and him had never been anything more. they had never crossed any lines, even though it had been hard for him. " you and me ... i guess we're not meant to be. "

[allloveisfolly]

"I guess not." From an objective point of view, she can completely see that he's making the 'right' choice...but that doesn't make it sting any less, doesn't make her feel any less like a fool standing in front of him. She tries for a smile but it's like the weight of her disappointment keeps the corners of her lips from lifting fully. She isn't quite sure what she's meant to do with her feelings for him or what she's meant to morph them into but that's a problem that she's putting on hold at the moment. "Right. I should head back...my friends are probably still at the bar and there are at least four more margaritas with my name on them." Drinking isn't her thing, not really, but she's seen Freddie get absolutely sloshed enough times to know that the part of her brain that's dedicated to overthinking and overanalysing might just shut itself off if she doesn't let the buzz subside.

[1ikethat]

❛    you    can’t    even    take    a    lunch    break    ?    c'mon    ,    my    dad    probably    doesn’t    even    give    a    shit    .    he’s    likely    in    some    fancy    restaurant    right    now    ,    while    you’re    here    doing    his    dirty    work    .    and    he’s    heading    to    dubai    with    my    mom    tonight    for    vacation    ,    as    if    he’s    done    anything    to    deserve    relaxation    .    ❜

[allloveisfolly]

"Haven't you heard? Lunch breaks are so last season. On the rare occasion that I actually eat lunch, I do it here. At my desk. Surrounded by stacks of paperwork and this god forsaken phone that just won't stop ringing. Oh and he's at Nobu, actually. He had me call ahead and make sure they had the 12 year Yamazaki single malt in the back." Edie's undeniably overworked but definitely not underpaid so she manages her insane schedule and her boss's insane itinerary flawlessly. Multi-tasking is her superpower. Still, Jesse is the only person who could ever even possibly hope to draw her away from her desk between the hours of 8am and 7pm on a weekday. She casts her eyes downwards at the mention of his mother, a sharp wave of guilt rising in her, but she covers it with a sigh and a half-smile. "I'm his assistant; doing his dirty work is literally in the job description. I exist to make his life easier. He works hard enough...half of his time on this trip, he's taking meetings with the Emiratis to try and get a foothold in the region."

[egosdeaths]

SAVANNAH SMITH via tiktok

[drexmwomxn]