𝔣𝔩𝔞𝔰𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔩𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱𝔰

selective multi-muse // 18+

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Gif Pack: Natalia Dyer

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stellrs​:

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he’s lost andrew entirely before he’s even finished monologuing, but the author makes a conscious effort not to let that become obvious despite the way it’s written all over his face. the furrowed brows, the slightly parted mouth, the hand propped up on his knee – it’s as telltale ‘ what the hell are you going on about ’ andrew as the pacing around the room is trademark ‘ i’d rather be anywhere but talking about this ’ alex. “yeah, well — i’ve never seen a collaborative proposal, so i guess i’m at a loss here.” did that sound harsh?? he tries to correct his tone a second later, sighing as he stands. “look, you’re acting like i would’ve been down on one knee tomorrow. that’s not — i do want to propose to you, but we can talk about it. i just don’t think that planning it down to the minute …” it goes against all of andrew’s grand notions of romance is all. the way he’s built this proposal up in his head.. well, it hadn’t included spreadsheets and data neatly laid out like he suspects alex would’ve appreciated. “i think the element of surprise is fairly standard when someone’s proposing. don’t you?”

it’s not like it’s a harsher jab than any they’d exchange on their good days, but this conversation already has alex feeling far more vulnerable than he’s comfortable with. the subtle confirmation from andrew that he’s some sort of freak who can’t even deal with a proposal without having a panic attack --- it’s enough to make his eyebrows crease in a telltale sign of hurt. “i know. i just don’t want to have it be such a surprise that i react like this and end up pushing you away.” his shoulders slacken and his eyes widen in defeat. “i want this, and you, andrew, i swear, but i know you want this big, romantic... thing and it’s just not going to get the response you want from me. i thought you’d know that by now.” 

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stellrs​:

reminding her of the length of his relationship with brynn doesn’t exactly rouse any guilt from sophia’s end. “you didn’t even like her.” a statement he’s never actually said out loud but that she’s taken as fact nevertheless – makes it easier to swallow her own role in their sordid affair ( which she’d built up in her head for months after ). suddenly, she lifts the rim of the bottle to mauve stained lips, crinkling her nose when the champagne washes down the back of her throat. “and afterward, you didn’t even, like — talk to me about it. do you know how isolating that was?”

“that wasn’t for you to decide, sophia.” god, he’s about to take the bottle from her and knock himself out with it. he steps back with arm outstretched, suddenly needing to put as much distance between them as possible. “oh, okay, so the only reason you told brynn was because you felt isolated ?? and not because you were angry that i wasn’t paying attention to you anymore ??”  

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stellrs​:

her laugh is warm and vibrant, indicating playfulness over offense as she sidles in behind honey and wraps a loose arm around her waist. lips brushing up against the blonde’s earlobe, “are you coming to the show tonight? i can get you a little something special to make it worth your while.” which she’s already promised to three other girls this week alone.

she absolutely should have taken it as offensive, which is why honey’s glare is tinged with confusion as she stares stubbornly at nothing, arms hanging loosely at her sides. “depends on what something special is.” 

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stellrs​:

she’s surprised by how easily elias not only fields but overturns the question so that she has to analyze her own part in this — it’s skillful. almost masterful. and suddenly her vape feels that much more important to hit, the smoke that fills her lungs serving as a perfect buffer while she finds the words she wants to say. “i don’t not want to kiss you.” it’s more that every time she’s even considered it, she’d just as quickly put it out of her mind. “i guess i just— i never really knew how you felt about this. or about— … me.” which is just as uncomfortable to admit as you might expect. “if you just want this to be a friendship, like, i’m cool with that.” would it sting a little? sure, but she’s certainly lived through worse. “i don’t want to push you into something you don’t want.”

he nods, tugging at his bedraggled sleeves like maybe that’ll stop his pulse from jackhammering like a terrified rabbit’s in his neck. “okay. i don’t --- not want to kiss you either.” the same way any believer wants to kiss their deity, or maybe just have their goddess want to kiss them. “i mean, i never really spent a lot of time with people, so it took some time to figure out if my feelings were just friendly or something more.” he looks up at her, tilting his head. “and they are. something more, i mean.” he shifts his weight towards her so slightly you mightn’t even notice it. “can i ?? kiss you ??”

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gvngsigns​:

if that’s the worst thing she can come up with, then too fucking bad for her, because james was unbothered. it’s not like he doesn’t have a reputation already. “that’s unfortunate. i’d kill to see my pr team take you on.” he had managed to put the unbearable pain of exasperation on hold, refusing to play this by maia’s rules. “see, what i don’t fucking understand is why you haven’t exposed me already?” 

she scowls down at her hands, because that’s the only thing that the victims of her unethical brand of journalism have that maia doesn’t --- lawyers. and it’s killing her that james seems to have finally realised it. “it’s not slander if i don’t identify you directly, honey.” she huffs out air, rolling her eyes to focus on a spot past his head. “because i actually like you slightly more than most of the assholes in this business.”

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gvngsigns​:

“and how many wins, exactly?” it’s not like they had ever won a grammy, not yet, but tristan also didn’t feel the need to brag about these types of things. he grinned broadly, as if he was actually impressed with the way she could easily produce these insults. “hmm, i don’t know about that. i’m the least followed band member on literally every social media platform, so i think i actually need rebranding.” he muttered, only half-serious. “why are you like this?” 

“that doesn’t matter. everyone knows the difference between grammy nominee and grammy winner is, like, non-existent.” not to her, though, and that inner perfectionist sets her teeth grinding when he reminds her of their failure. “yeah, there’s a very thin line between mysterious and boring.” she smiles widely. “you’re doing a great job of walking it, though !!” she scrunches her nose up, looking at her phone again. “what do you mean, ‘like this’ ??” 

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gvngsigns​:

“still cheaper than what gavin charged you, plus who doesn’t want to have my babies?” vance flashed her a self-satisfied smile, buzzing with excitement while learning new things─scandalous things─about someone who seemed perfectly normal at first. “huh. a twenty-first-century messiah. a female one at that. he shouldn’t be this amused by the thought of it. “i just know she would’ve snatched all the contemporary christian music grammys.” he frowned when he was hit by a gentle breeze, disappointed with the weather. “no, but seriously, that’s fucked up. i just don’t understand why you think leon would somehow make this worse?” 

“our kids would be straight up models.” jane concedes, tying her hair back with a thoughtful look on her face. “we’d have to pressure them into getting real jobs, though, to support us when this showbiz shit goes sideways.” she pushes past him playfully, pulling her dress over her head. “last one in is a loser. but yeah, i mean, it’s all really sad. she’s the most lost person i know.” she dips a foot in gingerly. “fuck, that’s cold. and i don’t know, i just don’t think leon’s exactly equipped to deal when she inevitably goes on her next bender.” she shakes her head, crossing her arms over her chest. “she just, like, disappears for a week at a time. i don’t know how management keeps it out of the press.” 

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gvngsigns​:

leon was quick to shake his head. “music is my refuge too. it’s always been like that. if it makes me a cliché, then so be it.” even though he was used to people complimenting his musical skills, he smiled modestly, this time not just because of his humbleness. “no, it’s been haunting me for days now.” he turned his head to the side to fully look at her, without darting his gaze elsewhere because he was scared of their eyes meeting. “i say haunting because i have the worst writer’s block. it’s sad, you know, i really don’t want this to go to waste. it is cute.” 

“nice to know that we’re both straight out of one of those stupid teenage romance movies.” the type she’d only started watching with jane three years ago --- sometimes anna wished all of her knowledge of pop culture didn’t come with the caveat that she didn’t know any of it existed until she was twenty. she hopes he can’t see the way her pulse races in her neck when they finally make eye contact, her smile frozen. “well, i mean, you could just add a progression. like ---” her gaze darts to the piano and then back to his with an embarrassed giggle. “don’t make fun of me if this is bad.” she repeats the melody again, adding her own chords and spin.  

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gvngsigns​:

“honestly, james is the worst ass-kissing cunt i’ve ever met. you know, i kind of would’ve understood if he was the only one maia’s fucking, but that’s clearly not the case here.” she scrunched her nose at the sensation of her scalp being tugged at. “i feel like tristan is about the only guy who can manage her, and anna and leon, it’s─i think they will end up breaking each other’s hearts without even wanting to.” she sighed glumly, hugging a pillow tighter to her chest as she cringed in a way only sydney’s so-called jokes could be the reason for. “you know you can always talk to me about the pain you feel, right?” it wasn’t only that that made her cringe and, secretly, feel sad. “sounds like you’ve given up on love.” 

“finished. i swear i was a hairstylist in another life.” sydney reaches around her to grab the half-empty bag of doritos. “i don’t know if i blame him. she has that psychotic girl pussy, you can see it in her eyes.” she nods, chewing slowly. “honestly, i’m just happy anna has a hobby now that isn’t, like, hard drugs. you’re right, though, leon’s far too soft for any of her issues.” her eyebrows crease, her gaze shifting back to the screen uncomfortably. “i’m not in any pain, but thank you, doctor mount.” she shrugs. “not love, i mean, i think it exists, but the institution of marriage is patriarchal and oppressive and i want no part in it.”  

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*      ―    ﴾  𝚗𝚜𝚏𝚠  𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚜  ﴿   :           𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐍  𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍.  

a  random  assortment  of  nsfw  actions  and  silly  dialogue  prompts ,   perfect  for  the  spooky  season.   or  maybe  all  year  round.   i  won’t  judge  you.   feel  free  to  make  adjustments  /  add  specifics  /  reverse  wherever  you  see  fit.

actions.

[ HAUNTED  HOUSE ]:   sender  and  receiver  sneak  off  while  going  through  a  fake  haunted  house  to  have  sex.

[ ABANDONED ]:   sender  and  receiver  have  sex  in  a  supposedly  real  haunted  house.

[ CEMETERY ]:   sender  and  receiver  have  sex  in  a  cemetery.

[ HAYRIDE ]:   sender  and  receiver  have  sex  on  a  hayride.

[ COSTUME  PARTY ]:   sender  and  receiver  sneak  off  to  have  sex  at  a  costume  party.

[ ROLEPLAY ]:   sender  and  receiver  roleplay  in  their  costumes.

[ COSTUME ]:   sender  and  receiver  have  sex  in  their  costumes.

[ DRIVE  IN ]:   sender  and  receiver  have  sex  in  the  car  at  the  drive  in  while  a  scary  movie  plays.

[ SCARY  MOVIE ]:   sender  and  receiver  forgo  their  scary  movie  night  to  have  sex  while  it  plays  in  the  background.

[ MESSY ]:   things  get  steamy  while  one  or  both  muses  are  wearing  face  paint  or  makeup.

[ BLOODY ]:   things  get  steamy  while  one  or  both  muses  are  covered  in  (real or fake?)  blood.

[ COSTUME  SHOPPING ]:   receiver  helps  sender  pick  out  a  sexy  costume.

[ DRESS ]:   receiver  is  supposed  to  help  sender  into  their  costume  but  they  end  up  taking  it  off  instead.

[ CANDY ]:   sender  is  wearing  candy  pasties  and  the  receiver  eats  them  off.

dialogue.

“ your  costume  looks  complicated.  need  help  taking  it  off ? “

“ i’ve  got  some  candy  for  you … “

“ i’ve  got  a  treat  for  you … “

“ i  was  expecting  a  trick.  but  you’re  a  real  treat. “

“ if  i  were  a  zombie,  i’d  eat  you  first. “

“ wanna  take  a  ride  on  my  broomstick ? “

“ i’m  not  a  ghost,  but  you  can  still  get  under  my  sheets. “

“ you  look  so  sexy  dressed  up  like  (costume). “

“ wanna  check  my  pants  for  a  treat ? “

“ forget  your  broom.  ride  me  instead. “

“ i’m  tired  of  this  broom.  got  anything  else  i  can  ride ? “

“ i  bet  i  can  make  you  scream  tonight. “

“ is  that  candy  in  your  pocket  or  are  you  just  happy  to  see  me ? “

“ my / your  costume  would  look  better  on  my / your  bedroom  floor. “

“ i’m  not  a  vampire,  but  i  know  how  to  suck. “

“ wanna  find  out  how  many  licks  it  takes  to  get  to  the  center  of  my  tootsie  pop ? “

“ i  like  to  give  head  like  a  zombie.  i’ll  eat  you  out  ‘til  your  insides  are  on  me. “

“ i’ll  be  your  victim. “

“ i  can  make  your  heart  beat  faster  than  a  haunted  house. “

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she snorted loudly, all while keeping her head as still as possible. “it’s been a week since you told her that and it’s still not all over social media? i’m impressed.” especially after finding out that maia was notorious for reporting rumors with little truth to them. “that’s a pretty accurate picture. you know, i’m actually deeply hurt they abandoned us for the first himbos they crossed paths with.” lily-rose tilted her head backwards, her smile failing to falter when her eyes met with sydney’s. “jane better uses a fucking condom. i don’t want to become an auntie just yet.”

“james tells her whenever any of us lie to her now. which is really fucking annoying. she just repackages it into blind items, though, so i’m sure they’ll be on there at some point.” she nods sagely in agreement. “every single one of them could do better.” there’s a beat. “well, not sasha.” sydney tugs lily-rose’s hair gently, fondness lighting up her gaze. “speak for yourself. honestly, losing the opportunity to be the cool unmarried rich aunt was the worst thing about my brother dying.” it’s said in the casual, comfortable way that indicates they’ve talked - or in sydney’s case, joked - about this a lot. 

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cannot believe im graduating college this week like. whoa 

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@stellrs​ liked for a starter !! // open to anyone <333 // based off: vigilante shit by our favourite unhinged blonde 

“she looks so pretty.” it’s impressive, how much unsaid tension she can squeeze into one syllable. “driving in your benz.” 

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on the way i home / i wrote a poem / you say, “what a mind” / this happens all the time 

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like this for one ( or more ! ) midnights-inspired starters when i get my laptop later 🥺👉👈