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[malmanzalmao]

[oh-perrie]

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“I don’t understand why you’re acting this way.”

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“Just friends don’t look at each other like that.”

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“Don’t we deserve a happy ending?”

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“How can I live with myself if I don’t at least try to save you?”

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harper.

Harper was happy to see these little date night surprises were going so well. He figured it would - but for all he knew today could have been a terrible day at work. Daylon could have came home and been in a bad mood, he could have wanted nothing to do with this and instead have just went to bed. Luckily that didn’t happen, and it only made him smile wider to see how Daylon reacted. “I wanted to do something nice for you, babe.” He murmured, watching as his lover crawled into the fort and after a second Harper was following after him. “Here,” As he settled in beside Daylon he grabbed the remote and handed it off to his boyfriend. “Pick whatever you want to watch,”

Daylon happily took the remote and began to flick through movies. He cuddled closer to Harper, closing the empty space between them. It always felt so right, having Harper’s body heat near. He swiftly decided on a recent action film, clicking on it without much hesitation. Daylon sighed and shifted into a more comfortable angle to watch the television. He reached out a hand and gently ran his fingers through Harper’s coffee-coloured locks. “I missed you today.” he murmured and looked at his lover with a softened expression. The movie played but he wasn’t paying it much attention, green eyes fixed on Harper.

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shayne.

shayne had never really been one for art. however when his friends had constantly given him shit about going out and doing things he caved. as much as he would have rather been anywhere else like dinner, a bar.. or the movies he was here. he was determined to try his hardest to enjoy it.. even if he knew nothing about any of it.  his friend had known julian and was coming to support his friend, shay just dragging along trying to get his friend off his own back. as he followed behind his friend, matt, he spoke. “jules everything looks great buddy..” he mused with a pat on the back. “doesn’t it shayne.” the boy looked at the two with a puzzle look on his face and nodded. “sure.. everything is- awesome.” was really the only word he could think of as he began to walk away from the two to try to find something he understood. matt sighed. “sorry..’ he said to julian. ‘shayne knows nothing about any of this. i thought bringing him here would get him out of his shell a bit..’ he said shaking his head. however shayne really did try. he walked around a bit taking it all in before he parked his body in front of a painting that really made no sense to him but he pretended to stare.

When Julian invited his good friend Matt to his art show he hadn’t expected a plus one. He had told Matt that he has a hard time socializing but Matt also knew that Julian hardly got out of the house. His love life is practically nonexistent at this point and, if Julian was honest with himself, he has been feeling a bit lonely as of late. Julian offered a soft, “Cheers.” in response to Matt and couldn’t help a glance or two at the handsome stranger next to him. When Matt explained the plus one Julian quirked a brow and softly chuckled. He shrugged and explained, “You know me, I have the same problem, no judgment here, mate.” Julian turned to face Shayne and examined his body language subtly—he looked confused. His eyes fell on his own painting hanging on the wall in front of them, it was a soft airy piece made of soft pinks, purples and plenty of white. Julian nibbled on his lower lip, suddenly incredibly self-conscious of his artwork.

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kaden.

she was convenient to him, that was all and she looked good on the red carpet, at the events and people seemed to like her and to keep up his persona in the media, the dream boy you had to have a girlfriend every so often. his team was smart always making sure anyone that came into contact with him had signed away any right to talk about him unless it was adding to the image, basically he was untouchable. he shrugged his shoulders he wasn’t fazed about this, “she was hot and wanted it.. there isn’t much else to say plus you were busy that night,” it was amusing how stern she was looking, kaden saw it as her trying to have some sort of control over this situation but that wasn’t how he worked, no one held the control except him. “there is no point getting upset over it. shit happens and you are the one getting all the perks so be grateful.”

Cora knew going into this that she had to restrain herself. Kaden wasn’t someone she was a fan of before this entire situation so she thought she could keep her composure. Unfortunately, life doesn’t work like that, Cora had grown accustomed to having Kaden around. Usually he was witty and at least bearable but tonight, he was showing his true colors. “Yep.” Was all she muttered in response, her body language was completely rigid. There were so many things Cora wanted to say but now wasn’t the proper time. She needed some time to recoil into her shell, reevaluate all angles. It really wasn’t Kaden’s fault, they weren’t technically truly together but it did feel pretty real when they made love. She felt nauseous and chewed on her lower lip, sputtering, “Can we just get out of here?”

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new snap from khalid

open to: f connection: any

khalid: red icee is the new red lipstick khalid: also how bougie do i look in this hat? khalid: also how hot do i look in this hat?

cora: how??? meanwhile i’m here... cora: spending over two hours on my eye-shadow. cora: that hat is super cute! cora: i’m gonna have to borrow it at some point.

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harper.

Despite the laughter Harper never lost his smile, and that same smile only grew in size when Daylon accepted the onesie and promptly proceed to put it on. “You are so freakin’ cute, baby.” Was said with a laugh as a hand hooked around Daylon’s hip and he stole the quickest of kisses. “You look amazing, as always.” The older male confirmed, and then was holding his hand out. “I might have turned the living room into a… well, you’ll see.” Okay, he had been bored today and decided it was a day to have some fun. Which is exactly why their living room resembled a fort of sorts, blankets and pillows forming a perfect hide away with a TV ready to go.

Daylon was actually rather sleepy, he had an excruciatingly slow day at work and his body felt stiff. The feeling of Harper’s strong arm around him in combination with the suave kiss was enough to melt the stress away. He couldn’t help but marvel at Harper’s beautifully sculpted body; he was practically the perfect man and it drove Daylon a wild. He often felt like he couldn’t satiate his sexual hunger around Harper. His gaze fell upon the massive fort he had constructed out of the living room furniture and laughed. “What’s gotten into you?” Daylon asked with an amused grin and shaking his head in disbelief. He moved towards the fort and decided he had to check it out. Daylon crawled into the plush space, finding a comfortable position quickly upon the layers of cushions and blankets. “Oh fuck, yeah!” he exclaimed, “This is super comfy.”

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harper.

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Oh, he was indeed serious, and grinning as he held out a second adult sized onesie. It was white, and oddly close to looking like a unicorn. “We are staying in and having a movie date night and you will like it.” He could be mushy sometimes, but he was in the mood for a date night and this was the first thing that came to mind. “Chinese will be here in like twenty minutes, and I have tons of movies for you to pick from.”

Daylon couldn’t help but grin at the sight of Harper; was he a squirrel? Charizard, maybe? He couldn’t know for sure but what he did know was Harper looked adorable. He licked his lips and looked down to the secondary onesie and took it reluctantly. “That sounds fun to me but I’m sure I can’t pull this off as good as you do.” Regardless he slipped out of his t-shirt and sweatpants and slipped into the brightly colored unicorn onesie. “How do I look?” Daylon asked in an overly dramatic voice and struck a pose. He couldn’t hold back the chuckle that came with it, knowing he must look unhinged.

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abe.

open to: m/nb

Abe wasn’t sure why he’d signed up to be an extra doctor for the soccer team, but it was something to occupy his time not spent in the hospital. Naturally during practice when one of the players got hurt, Abe was escorted to the locker room where he found the other pacing, cursing, and well…. bleeding. “Might want to sit down for this.” He offered, extending an arm to the table. “I’m gonna need you to be still so we can get you back to your usual abilities.”

Julian was apprehensive about the man’s examination, horrified he may see some scars that he didn’t want anyone to know about. It was a smaller football league and he had only been in the country for a short amount of time. He looked to the handsome man and offered him his best fake smile. Julian did as he was told and climbed up on the table with his small stature. He had managed to slice open his knee, unsure what might have been sharp enough on the field to do so. As Julian looked down on the wound it didn’t seem too deep, in fact he was sure it wasn’t going to be a bit problem. “I’m sure it just needs some polysporin or something, mate.”

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kaden.

“i don’ give a fuck that you caught me cheating on you, it’s not like i ever loved you anyway but you love the attention you get being my girlfriend. you won’t leave.”

Cora was absolutely fuming, she was so stunned and frustrated she didn’t even know where to begin. In the past months she had given so much to the relationship it was no surprise that she never got back as much as she gave. ‘Fuck you, you piece of trash!’ She screamed internally but the words didn’t roll off her tongue. “Why?” was all Cora could squeak, tears welled in her eyes but the stern expression didn’t falter on her face.

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For Julian, tonight was everything, years of blood, sweat and tears in the making. Although it didn’t seem like much, a nearby art museum was hosting an art show for local artists and Julian just so happened to be one of them! He was over-the-moon and had dressed himself up a little to match the occasion. Julian could feel his heart race in his rib cage, he dreaded having to explain his artwork to others but it was part of the entire experience, unfortunately. He was discussing one of his paintings with a sweet elderly couple when a stunning man caught his eye. Julian felt his heart in his throat and flicked his gaze back to the couple. He was flustered but most wouldn’t be able to tell.

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Wilder sat alone in his favourite local coffee shop, somewhere he had grown familiar and accustomed to in the previous months. With headphones blocking out the world around him, a part of him was craving an interruption. He had always fantasized about the idea of love at first sight; that unattainable cross of fate. Wilder flicked through songs in his music library and let out a small yawn, looking back up to find an unfamiliar person trying to catch his attention. He quirked a brow and ripped one of his headphones out. “Oh shit, sorry! What did you say?”

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kingdomofgcld.

Romeo had decided to check out one of the local bars. He didn’t live that far away and he’d been getting a little…lonely lately. Not that he needed someone to keep his bed warm - that was the last thing he wanted, as a closeted gay virgin - but he wanted someone to talk to. And lo and behold, the cute boy he hadn’t been able to keep himself from glancing at sent him a wink. His whole face flushed almost immediately but he gave the man a shy smile back. After a moment, he got a little bit of confidence and tilted his head towards the empty seat next to him. ‘Come join me’ he seemed to say.

The look on the handsome man’s face was priceless and Daylon knew it was game-on. He ordered a round of two rum and cokes, wanting to make a charming first impression. He stood up and made his way across the dimly lit bar, drinks in hand, and approached the attractive stranger. “Hey.” was all he spoke, slipping into the free seat and smirking. “Do you like rum?” Daylon inquired in his thick Southern drawl, dark eyes looking over the stranger with an assurance one could only be born with.