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i don’t know if i’m going to be back forever, but i’m going to go through the rp tag and reply to some things. 

[aveuglc]

hii lol 

im back after being gone forever LOL yikes. 

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applejcck​:

      black flat against the wall, brown eyes staring up at him. joke or not, she did not like to be told to shut up - but yet, she did stop talking. “ oh, how sweet. you enjoyed my company so much you’re asking me on another date before this one has even finished? ” she teased, head tilted to the side as if in thought. it wasn’t something she needed to think about. tonight had been fun, a rare sense of normality - or at least the closest she could get. she’d happily do that again. “ i’m not sure. you were a little rude in asking, i may just need a little more convincing. ” 

the uncertainty lingered in the air regarding what lucca actually liked about laila. of course, she was a beautiful girl - but lucca knew it ran deeper than just wanting to fuck and move onto something else. she was entertaining. a challenge almost + frankly lucca had grown bored with his former playmates. this was refreshing. his smirk only widened ( frankly, he didn’t care if he was being rude or not - was she not blushing? was she not enjoying herself ) regardless, tattooed hand goes to tuck a strand behind her hair. a charming look hidden deep within his chestnut eyes. “you’ll have to get use to my bluntness.” he says hand falling to her chin, index finger extending to gently tilt it upwards. “i’m a very busy man, but i can surely make time for you.”

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word prompts compilation

complies THIS MEME // THIS MEME // THIS MEME

ADD ++ FOR REVERSE

[ attention ] for your muse to touch mine as a way of getting their attention

[ wake ] for your muse to wake mine

[ cover ]  for your muse to cover mine with a blanket or a jacket

[ lift ] for your muse to give mine a hand stepping up or over something etc.

[ kiss ]  for your muse to come up to mine and kiss them without warning

[ run ] for your muse to run their fingers through mine’s hair

[ braid ] for your muse to braid mine’s hair

[ embrace ]  for your muse to hold mine

[ smile ] for your muse to smile at mine from across the room

[ wave ] for your muse to gesture to mine to come closer

[ panic ] for your muse to grab mine’s arm or get behind them in a moment of danger

[ touch ] for your muse to rest their forehead against mine’s

[ weep ]  for your muse to catch mine crying

[ eat ] for your muse to offer mine food

[ hit ] for your muse to attack mine

[ love ] for your muse to touch mine as a show of affection or reassurance

[ nap ] for your muse to fall asleep against mine

[ rest ] for your muse to rest their head in mine’s lap

[ look ] for your muse to catch mine staring

[ seduce ] for your muse to touch mine sexually

[ help ] for your muse to lean on mine for support

[ give ] for your muse to offer mine their arm

[ entwine ] for your muse to hold mine’s hand

[ laugh ] for your muse to laugh at something mine did

[ dance ] for your muse to dance with mine

[ sit ] for your muse to pull mine into their lap

[ yell ] for your muse to calm mine down

[ cry ] for your muse to wipe mine’s tears away

[ dream ] for my muse to share dream with yours

[ nightmare ] for your muse to wake mine from a nightmare

[ surprise ] for your muse to show up at mine’s house without explanation

[ fix ] for your muse to treat mine’s injury

[ sacrifice ] for your muse to get hurt protecting mine

[ guard ] for your muse to step between my muse and danger

[ taste ] for your muse to cook for mine

[ sing ] for your muse to sing to mine 

[ goodbye ] for my muse kissing and/or hugging your muse goodbye

[ secrets ]   my  muse  sharing/confiding  a secret

[ bloody ]   for your  muse  coming  to  my  muse  with  blood  stains 

[ drunk ]   your  muse  takes  care  of my very drunk muse 

[ bed ]  my  muse wakes up in  the  same bed as your muse with little  recollection  of  the  night  before

[ scream ]   my  muse  hears  your  muse  scream  and  runs  to  them

[ trail ]   my  muse  watches  as  your  muse  traces  one  of  my  muses  scars,  asking  them  about  it

[ piggyback ]   my  muse  gives  yours  a  piggyback  ride

[ jump ]   my  muse  holding  yours  up  by  their  thighs

[ carry ]   my  muse  carries  your  muse  to  their  house

[ lighter ]   my  muse  pulls  out  a  lighter  and  lights  it  for  your  muse  to  use  to  light  their  cigarette

[ shot ] my  muse  gets  shot  and  struggles  to  your  muses for aid

[ wound ] my  muse  patches  and  bandages  a  wound  your  muse  has  gotten

[ fight ]   my  muse  stops  your  muse  from  getting  into  a  physical  fight  with  someone  else

[ arrest ]   your  muse  finds  my  muse  arrested  in  cuffs  

[ hospital ]   my  muse  awakens  in  a  hospital,  finding  your  muse  by  their  side,  asking  what  happened

[ betrayal ] my  muse  finds  out  that  your  muse  has  betrayed  them and  confronts  them  about  it

[ nude ] my  muse  walks  in  on  your  muse  accidentally  seeing  them  naked

[ karaoke ]  for our muses to sing together

[ wet ]   your muse  strips  down  to  their  under  garments  and  runs  into  the  water,  motioning  for my muse  to  join  them

[ crawl ]  for  your  muse  to  crawl  into  bed  with  mine .

[ flower ]  for  your  muse  to  offer  my  muse  their  favourite  flower

[ gift ]  for  my  muse  to  surprise  your muse  with  a  gift

[ homemade gift ]  for  my  muse  to  make  your muse  a  gift

[ bestow ] for your muse to give my muse a gift, bought or handmade ( bonus if you add what it is )

[ serenade ]  for  my  muse  to  sing  to  your  muse

[ caress ]  for  your  muse  to  gently  run  their  hand  down  my  muse’s  face

[ caught ]  for  your  muse  to  catch  my  muse  wearing  their  shirt .

[ love letter ]  for  your  muse  to  give  my  muse  a  love  letter  they  wrote  for  them

[ boop ]  for  your  muse  to  boop  my  muse  on  the  nose

[ date ]  for  my muse  to  ask  your  muse  to  go  on  a  date

[ confess ]  for my muse  to  confess  their  feelings  to  your  muse

[ sleepy ]  for  my muse  to  slowly  fall  alseep  on  your muse

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i love u

wuv u more 

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shcdys​:

           frankly it was all a blur in how he ended up in the mafia, but he isn’t surprised that he is. what he is surprised by was the fact that someone trusted him with a task that involved money.  he was probably high during the whole talking through and that is how things got messed up.   ❛  i … can give you half of that.   ❜  he states. at least he got half, right ? he could of swore that was what it was suppose to be.  he scared over the other, he could hear in his tone that this wasn’t going to end well if chul didn’t get him the rest of the money.   ❛  i don’t fuckin’ know.  how the hell am i suppose to get you the money  ?  ❜ 

the more the other talks, the more rage lucca is beginning to feel. although, he’s able to surpress it perfectly, offering a poker face of emotionless expressions. instead, he merely stares at the other - a silence filling the air for a solid five minutes before he’s sitting up a little straighter, “do you want to fucking die today?” he questioned tilting his head to the side? “i have no problem killing incompetent people. clearly you can’t do your fucking job you useless piece of shit,” the verbal abuse cuts deep, tone laced with venom + ready to act on any emotions lucca saw fit. “i don’t want fucking half of my money you goddamn idiot, i want all of it.” his tone is matter of fact as he reaches into the drawer in his desk + pulls out a gun. without much care he drops it on the table, “either you figure out some way to give me my money or you’ll pay a lifetime consequence of failing.” lucca didn’t care if he was new, he didn’t care if the other held loyalty to lucca + KAKGURIE. 

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cafeuphoria​:

she was really never the one to do deliveries, but things at the café had been chaotic, therefore moon had been the one to drive down and deliver the drinks and treats. the place where she was seemed to be far too fancy for whatever moon was used to, hence why she moved shyly but quickly until she got to the person she was supposed to deliver things to. 

“excuse me, i’m sorry to interrupt, but someone ordered treats from our café and i came to deliver them.” 

once the woman speaks + informs lucca of her reasoning behind arrival, a frown settled on his face. cafe? delivery? he hadn’t ordered anything. he shoos the service woman away for a moment. sitting up, bare chest exposing various scars + tattoos, his eyes flicker up and down at the woman standing before him. he tries to rake his mind of potential delivery + genuinely can’t come up with anything. the male’s eyes begin to squint, chestnut hues furrowing. “i didn’t order anything,” he says in a matter of fact tone. 

“who placed the order?” his confusion growing into alarming suspicion. 

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sincrs​:

         fingers  fiddles  against  each  other  as  she  nervously  sat  at  the  end  of  the  table  .  gaze  wanders  around  the  roome  ,  helplessly  looking  for  someone  to  come  to  her  aid  but  just  like  always                no  one  is  there  for  her  .  despite  how  badly  her  lithe  frame  was  trembling  ,  she  mustered  enough  courage  to answer  the  other  properly  .  “  i  just  need  more  time  .  i’ll  come  up  with  something  .  i   can  give  you  your money  back  .  i  guarantee   .  ”  faking  her  own  death  did  crossed  her  mind  .  if  she  ends  up  failing  again . she  can  just  make  herself  disappear  .  use  a  pseudo-name  or  whatever  it  will  take  to  get  him  off  her  trail  .  money  doesn’t  exactly  grown  on  trees  .  finding  the  fifty  dollars  she  lost  is  no  walk  in  the  park  .  she   should’ve  known  better  than  to  trust  another  crook’s  words  .  “  just  please  be  patient  …   ”

the way she begins to shake + fiddle around does nothing for lucca. if anything, it only makes him feel proud to know that she feared him, that he made her nervous. her actions validates the understanding that she’d fucked up + would suffer consequences if this behavior continued. he didn’t go easy on anyway, he didn’t care who you were, what you were to him, or what you were to others - if you couldn’t hold your end of the bargain you were either left for dead or suffering in other ways. “patient?” he snorted his head tilting back as he sighed gently out of amusement. “i don’t know if you know how this shirt works, but patience is thrown out the window when incompetent people such as yourself fail to do your fucking job.” he shrugs. “i’ll give you one more day to get me my money hyunjin.”  

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sincrs​:

            don’t  get  him  wrong  .  he  finds  great  amusement  in  other  people’s  suffering  but  not  to  the  extent  of actually  killing  them  .  the  fume  of  the  burning  flesh  makes  him  want  to  vomit  but   he   suppresses  it  .  he doesn’t  want  to  appear  pathetic  beside  the  other  .  “   yes ,  they  did  ”  he  reluctantly  agreed  .  “  but  are  you  sure  this  will  not  be  traced  back  to  us  .  there’s  only  so  much  strings  my  father  could  pull  …  ”  attention  turns  to  the  other  .  for  the  first  time  , he’s  actually  wary  of  the  consequence  .

at his question, lucca looks up quickly + frowns at the other, “why the fuck are you questioning me?” he asks with annoyance laced in his voice, “do you not think i know how to get rid of a dead body? jesus fucking christ,” he begins mumbling a few insults under his breath in italian. walking past the other as he grabbed something from the bag to lay over the flames in an attempt to settle them. “nobody is going to find the body. nothing is going to trace back to us unless you want to be a fucking idiot + leave something behind.” lucca turns to wave his arms around the surroundings, “we are in the middle of the fucking desert hyun.” his tone is matter of fact. “nobody is going to find shit. as long as your dad can pull his weight, my boys can pull theirs as well.” 

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sincrs​:

          in  mid  sleep  ,  his   hand   reaches  for  the  other  .  the  absence  of  the  other  beside  him  snapped  him  out   from  his  dozy  state  .  with  the  blanket  wrapped  around  his  frame  ,  he  searches  for  the  other  .  eyes barely  open  as  he  follows  the  familiar  voice  .  with  a  yawn  passing  his  lips  , he  silently  stood  as  he  blankly  stares  at  the  male  .  “  who  are  you  talking  to  ?  ”  he  curiously  asked  .   “  it’s  the  middle  of  the  night  ”  he  added  with  yet  another  yawn  passing  his  lips .   “  come  back  to  bed  ”  he   walks  towards  the  other  but  instead  of  pulling  him  back  to  bed  .  he  crawls  on  his  lap  and  snuggles  his  face  in  the crook  of   his  neck  .  “  who  knows  what  to  do  ?    what  are  they  going  to  do  ?  ”  he  sleepily  asked  .

once he hears the shifting and notices the other male is beginning to wake, lucca is quick to silence his phone. lucca would have preferred to get back into bed + relax, coax the sleeping boy back to bed. but their frame is making it’s way across the room and lucca has to try his hardest to hold in his sigh of disappointment. he didn’t want them in his lap, let alone awake, but he tries his hardest not to say anything ( normally if it wasn’t for the hour of the night, lucca would have snapped and urged them to get off ). “nothing,” he mumbles, “don’t worry about it.” his hand don’t wrap around the muse, instead they’re busy fiddled with a message to send. “go back to bed,” he says lifting his knee to encourage the other to stand up, “i’m going to be awake for a little while longer, go get some rest.” 

[aveuglc]

open: m/f/nb connection: love interest  plot: its like two in the morning, lucca had to answer a phone call + your muse either heard the conversation or woke up directly after. if your muse did hear them they can know he runs a mafia or not idc. trigger warning: murder, death mention. 

“just kill them,” lucca sighed on the phone, his hand going to run through his hair. he was too exhausted + stressed out for this bullshit, “i don’t have time to fuck around anymore. just kill them. burn the body + bury the remains. you guys know what to do.” he doesn’t let the other person on the lie answer before he’s hanging up. he drops his phone on the table + clenches his fist - he could hit someone right now. he needed something to let out the range. when he glances over his shoulder though, he can’t help, but notice the others body covered in his pure white silk sheets.

[aveuglc]

hello! i want to thank everyone who has given this blog a follow! i am so excited to write more and develop lucca even more and create some bombass plots with you guys! i would love to start plotting and getting into the nitty gritty of our muses and create some wonderful threads. 

give this a like if you’d like to plot x

[overzne]

open towards :  males  /  females  /  nonbinary. plot :  austin  has  been  booked  for  his  first  porno  and  while  excited,  there’s  just  one  or  two  things  he’s  worried  about.

     “ so  uh  …  friend  to  friend  ,  how  does  butt  stuff  feel  ?? ”  curiosity  peaking  his  interest  as  his  ears  perked  up  in  waiting.  “ does  it  hurt  ?  is  eating  ass  an  actual  thing  and  not  just  a  running  joke  on  twitter  ?  do  you  tickle  it  —  please  help  me  i’m  clueless. ”  austin  pouted  ,  slumping  back  in  his  seat.  “  my  first  video  just  had  to  be  me  being  a  bottom  …  thanks  !  i  hate  it. ”

[aveuglc]

relaxing against the couch, lucca takes in a gentle relaxing breath. but whenever austin speaks lucca can’t help the laugh that bubbles from his lips, “are you fucking kidding me?” he says eyes squinting with amusement, “jesus fucking christ austin,” his hand goes to cover his face. this man was unpredictable sometimes, one of the many reasons lucca enjoyed the others company. “i mean, i don’t get fucked so i can’t tell you how that feels - but i can tell you’ve never had anyone complain.” with ease, he’s looking towards austin + offering him a wink. at his next statement lucca sits up a bit, “what the hell are you worried about though? bottoms are usually pillow princesses. i’ve never had a bottom eat my ass before.” 

[blackswcns]

*✧·˚. MUSE: shin bora *✧·˚. WANTED: open to m *✧·˚. PLOT: based on this, smut ???

it happened again. her boyfriend and her got into a fight and she stormed out. she couldn’t even remember how it started, it was the third time this week that they blew up at each other and she ended up leaving their apartment and staying at a friend’s house. but three times was too much. she needed to get her frustrations out and she knew that he could help her. it wouldn’t have been the first time. or the second. she knew it was bad for her to do this behind her boyfriend’s back but most times, she convinced herself that he didn’t care about her in the first place for all the petty things he picked fights over. it was like two volcanoes trying to share an island, something bad is always bound to happen, it was a matter of time.

before she knew it, she was parked outside of his apartment. she turned off the engine and picked up her phone to message him. ‘i need you. please. i’m outside. can i come in?’ she let out a sigh as she flipped the phone between her fingers, impatiently waiting for a text back.

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he was on a business trip on the other side of town, which is how he had first met shin bora. regardless considering the mafia had several partnerships within this side of town, lucca thought he might as well grab himself an apartment. he’s busy with a few members, trying to get them to understand the negotiation that had just transpired. his apartment is equivalent to that of a luxurious bachelor pad. during the middle of his explanation, his phone buzzes on the counter + with one quick glance his eyes see shin’s name pop on the lockscreen. the pair rarely ever spoke to catch up on each other. instead - it was usually to fuck + repeat. 

with a gentle sigh, he rolls his eyes because this was certainly bad timing. he ignores the message for twenty minutes before he’s sending his men out the door after giving them orders. it is then that he stands in the middle of his doorway + shoots back a response. ‘hurry up.’ 

[aveuglc]

All I ever wanted was to hear them bitches holler back Get some money plus respect + now look, I got all of that All I wanna do is see my granny on the other side All I wanna do is kill the man that made my momma cry

                                                                                  + for a friend ; ⟳ to boost ; ♡ for a plot

[aveuglc]

wow i’ve never busted out so many freaking starters in my entire life.