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@dcgtown
indie multi-muse, multi-ship, multi-universe blog penned by kt. mutuals only. 21+. ft. your new favorite fictional bands && supernatural creatures galore. LEGACY VS BETA. i only have access to BETA rip.
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i fear i'm in a little writing slump and just haven't gotten any good momentum with my replies this week! my queue is full while i work all weekend, but my writing time is going to be minimal <3
amelia attempted to hide the pink of her cheeks behind her glass, though it was far too pronounced to get away with. it was the first night and she was already as smitten as a school girl for rhys. "we are easily the hottest. i will say principal palmer is a close second. she's older, but she's got a wild streak. if she were here tonight, you might be chatting her up instead," she teased with an amused grin. "the biggest panty dropper. don't start now or i'll go completely out of character and become a total menace for you, mr. rhys." her heart fluttered in her chest at his reply, causing her to bite down on her bottom lip in an effort to stifle a girlish giggle.
Rhys can’t help but smirk at the mention of her school’s principal. “Well damn with a description like that she sounds way outta my league. I don’t think I could handle all that,” he teases. Plus, he was far too happy to be chatting with Amelia to even think about chatting up anybody else. “Maybe I’ll pull out a line or two later. I can’t have you acting up in here and getting us kicked out, he replies playfully. His eyes cast down to her drink. “Need a refill?”
girl who begs for attention but the second she receives any she gets scared
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Ivy crawls across their bed, lip tugged between her teeth, and gives Kenny a look. She doesn't want to wait for Angelo to be home, she wants her girlfriend now.
"Hi," she whispers, pressing herself to Kenny, as soft lips find their way to her neck. She nips at the crook of her neck and shoulder, as her hands find smooth hips. "You look so pretty like this."
Kenny's phone immediatly goes ignored the moment she feels Ivy crawling towards her. Her tongue rolls along her lower lip when she registers that look in her girlfriend's eye. The one that always made her weak in the knees and her stomach to do backflips.
A soft whine escapes her lips as Ivy kisses her neck, and her cheeks darken at the praise. "You think so?" She purrs, wearing nothing but one of Angelo's t shirts. A kind of domesticity she never thought would be possible for herself, yet here she was with not only one but two partners eager to give her the world.
Kenny's head tilts to the side, giving Ivy ample access to her neck. "That feels so good, baby," she says, eyes falling shut as she grips the fabric of Ivy's shirt.
Peyton shows up when the frat party is well underway, skimming her way through the crowds of people until Dallas spots her and loudly announces her presence. "Okay there's no way you're this excited to see me." She smirks, stumbling a little into his embrace as he drapes his strong arm around her shoulder. He smells incredible as she nestles herself into his side, patting the small of his back. "I was trying to find Bree, but I think she might have ditched me to go hook-up." Her friend was fully taking advantage of her college experience, having as much fun as she possibly could with whoever she found herself attracted to. "Anything I want? Hold on... did you ace your latest test?" Peyton asks, wondering if that's the reason he's so relieved right now.
Smiling proudly over at his hockey bros, she wonders how much they know about her. If they even know anything at all. Dallas' brief introduction is enough however and she's grateful when he asks about a drink. "Yeah, a drink would be great. Do you have any beer? Cold, preferably."
“I think I saw her head to the backyard with Zac. He’s probably trying to show off his beer pong skills,” Dallas smirks, when Peyton mentions looking for her friend. Selfishly he’s glad that he found her first. The grin on his face deepens when she mentions acing his test. “I got a B… which for me is basically acing it,” he says proudly because even at his best he was mostly a C student. Of course the test wasn’t the only reason he was excited to see her. There was the Kenny of it all, Peyton was maybe the only one who really knew how tumultuous their relationship really was. It felt like a weird thing to talk about with his guy friends but Pey was always so easy to talk to.
“C’mon let’s get you a cold beer,” he says nodding towards the kitchen. He reaches for a bottle from one of the various iced buckets of drinks and seamlessly pops the bottle cap for her using the edge of the kitchen counter. “The test wasn’t the only development I wanted to tell you about,” he says. “Kenny and I broke up last night.”
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Corey knew they couldn't be tamed that easily, and it didn't seem like Melody was taking the idea too seriously either. Corey was always going to be Corey, a well-meaning lanky dirtbag. "You can try." They'd have some fun for the tabloids and the internet. That was about all Corey could promise.
Whatever 'good girl' image Melody had, Corey already knew it was bullshit. It was exciting to encourage that flirty, edgy side out in front of the rest of the world. Corey already had plenty of plans for the fun the pair were going to have together, and just as long as Melody was along for the ride, they'd take her as far as she wanted to go.
Corey was all set to get out of the car and set to work on their little plan when Melody's words instructed them to wait. They did so, blue eyes assessing her curiously, widening as she leaned in. Oh, this chick knew exactly what she was doing. Corey beamed at the pressure of lips on their neck, feeling the smudge of lipstick there. "Oh, you little minx," Corey snickered, beaming as they followed her out of the car, not moving to remove the smudge from their neck. They wanted it to show up on someone's camera roll later, along with the other things they had planned.
They followed her like a little lapdog, shit-eating grin still present on their face as they reached for her hand, taking it in theirs. They walked by everyone in line, bouncer checking their names on his list to let them in with the VIPs. Corey never got treated like this when they were alone. "Shit, I could get used to hanging out with you. Drinks included, too?" they teased. "I want something strong, and to dance with you in a way that makes everyone in this room blush."
Melody winks up at Corey when they call her a minx before fixing her lipstick at the corner of her mouth. Corey naturally broughg out this flirty and playful side out of her. It would surely come in handy when selling the believability of their relationship, but more than that Melody just simply liked being around them. She liked the side of her that Corey brought to the surface.
As they exit the car there's various cameras who quickly start snapping their photo, a handful who were surely tipped off of her team. Melody stays glued to Corey's side as they walk into the club, making sure to flash them her big doe eyes for the camera. There's a sense of relief that washes over heras they both make it past the bouncer. It feels like they're both getting away with something which provides it's own adrenaline rush.
"My team will take care of our tab," she shrugs. "I'll have one of whatever you're having," she grins up at them as she approaches the bar. Corey's final suggestion already has Melody blushing. "Then I'm dragging you to the dancefloor," she grins, staying curled into Corey's side."
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my writing partners were BUSY and left me lots to reply to!! i'll be on in a bit to work on some draft <3
"oh, i don't know . . . i think it's still in there somewhere." catalina smiles into the rim of her glass, shoulders shrugging. "my abuela used to say the reckless ones never really grow out of it, they just get better at pretending." her hands go up in defense after a laugh escapes, fingers still curled around the glass in her hand. "but relax, i'm not trying to get you into trouble, it's just a dance."
There's an easy grin that spreads across their face as Catalina smiles in Owen's direction. It's very clear to Owen that after a little teasing they would cave to just about whatever Catalina asked. "I can't believe I'm being read for filth by your abuela and she's not even here. Sounds like a smart woman though," they smirk around their own glass. "You sure you can keep up with me out there?" Owen teases already offering Catalina their hand.
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rikkie's never been one for leaving well enough alone either. they step closer, and her smirk tips wicked. "maybe i should start introducing myself like that too." a beat, and a laugh, "like everyone should just know who i am." and sure, she does know exactly who they are. but that's not the point. "baby, i've lived in the new york city area my whole life. i'd rather be disappointed for a decade then pick a new team." a beat, "or, like, eight. if we're talkin' about the mets." the smirk stays easy, and then she shakes her head. "holler if you get into competitive surfing. i'll show you what a REAL winner looks like."
Tommy wore their unwavering confidence like a badge of honor. Growing up it was a means of survival. Knowing their worth meant they didn’t take shit from anybody. Except they knew it could come off as arrogance. It was a price they were willing to pay. “I’d recommend it. Works ‘bout twenty five percent of the time,” Tommy teases. A grin takes over their features when she mentions being a New York sports fan, “I guess that loyalty has gotta count for something.” Admittedly Tommy is impressed when Rikki mentions surfing, “I’m from the pacific north west where our dreary beaches are used for quiet contemplation… or like whale watching and shit,” they laugh. “Can’t say I’ve even stood on a board, so checkmate. You got me there.”
"i think so. i'd say you could bring me over to help, but i'm not sure i'd be able to behave long enough to actually get some design in," josslyn admitted with a playful pout and a flirtacious gleam in her eyes. "a headboard is good start. there's something very creepy about a guy who sleeps on a mattress on the floor." the conversation didn't stay on interior design for long as she settled into his lap, smiling at the man as he spoke - basking in the lust in his gaze as his hands settled on her hips. "mm, i think you're challenging me right now and i refuse to lose this game," she confidently spoke, slender fingers running down his chest to roam over his abs through the fabric of his shirt. "you know, i knew pretty much right away when i saw you that i just had to fuck you. i bet we'd have a lot of fun together," she teased in a seductive whisper, her lips ghosting softly over the shell of his ear.
A slow smirk spreads across his lips as she says she’s not sure she’d be able to behave herself long enough to help him. “See as much as I’d like your help… I like the idea of you misbehaving way more,” he flirts. Her hands roam down his chest and abdomen, a mix of teasing and confidence and Graham can’t help but think about how he wants to feel her hands everywhere. “That’s because I am challenging you,” he says with a mischievous smirk. Her words catch him off guard a little. Mostly because he was so used to trying to blend in that it felt odd to stand out like that to her. Except it send a surge of electricity down his spine knowing she had sought him out like that. They were playing this game long before he was even aware. “Lust at first sight huh?” He teases though he’s well aware she has all the power here. Graham is finding that exactly where he wants to be. “Oh, I know we’ll have a lot of fun together.” His gaze stays locked on hers before her leaning forward to capture her lips in a messy kiss.
Jacob Elordi as Nate Jacobs in ‘EUPHORIA’ Season 3
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blame it on the alcohol, but pippa did not know how they went to belting out carly simon's greatest hits to being barely inches away from each other. whatever spotify chose to play next, pippa hardly paid attention to it. tough thing to do when there were more pressing matters at hand, like how good the other's perfume smelled. or how inviting their lips looked.
It took a lot for Mischel's walls to come down. At least that's what she told herself, but turns out all it takes is half a bottle of wine and a handful of Carly Simon songs. She had been woefully single for the better part of a year. As much as Mischa tried to tell herself that didn't bother her, and that her fierce independence was a strength, sometimes she missed exactly this: getting a little wine drunk and being tangled up in somebody who knew her just as well as she knew herself. "Those definitely aren't the lyrics, but I like your version way better," she says tilting her head back in laughter, arms linked around the other woman's shoulders. "You know this is probably just about the best date I've had in a while," she admits with a scrunch of her nose.
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Weston wasn't supposed to come back like this. This being his last season was supposed to be his own call, but after an irreversible tear to his rotator cuff the decision was made for him. After a few months of physical therapy he was finally ready to come back home as originally intended. Except he was starting to wonder if he made the right decision. Before he'd roll into town feeling like a hero, but now everybody just looked at him with pity.
Then he saw Mandy walking towards him as he tended to the stables and it reminded him of just why he wanted to come home so bad in the first place. "Hey," he offers with a grin, he had been hard to get a hold of since he got back into town a week or so ago. It was just a lot to adjust to. "I haven't been avoiding you, honest," he says with a nod. "It's just been... a lot being back."
