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ry ᥫ᭡ // 27 // est // she+her

[illusionxwrites]

open to all muse: finn alvarez (danny ramirez); the traveller

"no, i told you we were done. i'm married now. for god's sake, i just got back from my honeymoon."

[errcr503]

“if this is really what you wanted, why does it feel like you’re trying to convince yourself instead of me?”

[theodegas]

MATTHEW LAW as LT. ISAIAH STILES NEMESIS Season 1 Episode 1 - A Long Time Coming

[errcr503]

continued from here with @connect5

josiah had a habit of avoiding that conversation at all costs because he knew what came with babies, having watched most of his close friends take on the responsibility. even his brother. the sleepless nights, the money, the toll it often took on relationships. but then he saw her. her eyes lighting up in interaction with the baby, the warmth that practically spilled from her and that smile. he had fell in love with her smile many moons ago but this one was softer, different from the one she usually wore. the corners of his own lips pulled upward watching the little one wrap his hand around her finger without a second thought. "i am a bit jealous," he admitted his voice threaded in amusement. "you went from trying to rizz up my woman with them gums to now touching her." josiah joshed, scrunching up his face at his nephew trying to provoke another eruption of baby joy. a grin spread along his lips as the attempt was successful, glancing over in her direction. "it's the genetics - the charisma just.. runs in our blood." he nodded exhaling a quieter laugh, his gaze lingering on her a bit longer than necessary. "i can see those wheels turning in your head already."

[saternal]

open to: any (f if romantic) muse: micah mullings, drifting marine mechanic, straight, 33 plot: micah ported at the local dock and is enjoying a nice painting session on the beach (more info in source)

"does this look like a tree to you? or... does it look like something else. i can't tell."

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evie distracted by her own canvas, skillfully mapped out the values with gentle strokes of the paintbrush. she peeled her gaze away in response to his question, briefly exchanging between him and the painting. she blew a quiet breath into her cheeks, fighting her grin. "it can be.. is that what you want it to be?"

[loredrops]

・・・・・ open to: f 25+ based on third plot in source.

coffee was strong and bitter, just how he liked it, but percy wasn't tasting it; he was too busy watching the way her hands tremble around their own mug, exhausted and overwhelmed. he set his cup down with a soft thud. "you're runnin' yourself into the ground, y'know" it wasn't unkind, his tone just left no room for argument. "tomorrow, you sleep in. let me handle the east fence line." he leaned forward before they could try to protest, voice dropping into something intimate, a plea. "let me do this for you. ain't nobody can carry a whole world on their shoulders alone. i learned that the hard way."

[errcr503]

not too long ago, grace would've been prepping for her set with a coffee in hand. pitching ideas, rewriting her scripts because producers never quite understood the rhythm of her delivery. hair and makeup. the bright studio lights beating down with polished words crossing that teleprompter. she could do those fifteen-hour days in her sleep; hands tied behind her back and eyes closed. grace pushed herself hard determined to make a living for herself in earning that co-anchor seat and to make her folks proud back home. the thud, that's what brought her back to reality as her worn eyes lifted to meet him. she was a woman of many words but this time silence sat heavy on her tongue. because he was right. she was running herself in the ground. "percy, i don't think my head would even let me rest until i get it done," she admitted softly.

[dcminions]

NICK    SAGAR    ,    the    princess    switch    trilogy    .

˚‧⁺    ･    ˖    ·    IN      THE      SOURCE      ,      you      will      find     four   hundred   &   eighty    three    gifs      (     483     )   .   please      don’t     claim      these      gifs      as      your      own     bc     i     made     them     <    3      .      like      &      reblog      if      you      plan      on      using      them     or      just      enjoy      them       ! 

please  do  not  use  my  gifs  for  hollywood  rps,  tab0o  rps,  or  claim  them  as  your  own  .  you  may  resize  them  or  edit  them  for  personal  use  but  PLEASE  do  not  claim  them  as  your  own  !

tw    :    kissing    .

[errcr503]

open to : f muse : josiah hayes, thirty-one, high school football coach plot : muse a, his girlfriend might've been swayed into watching his nephew over night to give the parents a night to themselves. watching the two of them interact may be giving him a bit of baby fever.

"you know.. he ain't a bad lil dude. aside from the throw up and dirty diapers." josiah had always hated that stage in babies; how fragile they were and completely dependent. one wrong move and a sudden panic settles in your chest. but moments like this made it harder to keep the distance. no crying, no chaos. just the little body sitting before him with a gummy grin stretched across his face and babbles that spilled out like they came with some importance. it softened his heart in an area he usually kept tight and overall made parenthood seem less terrifying. he chuckled watching his nephew's attention drift past him and over to her, eyes widening in pure amusement. "hey, don't be eyeballing my lady like that."

[errcr503]

like this and i'll check out your open starters!

[dcminions]

ANGELINA    JOLIE    on    dateline    .

[filmgifs]

CAUGHT STEALING (2025) dir. Darren Aronofsky

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open to : m muse : camille byers, thirty-six, best selling author plot : muse a and camille are recently engaged, basically she finds out he has a child (thinking 6 or 7, can be discussed further). oh and she just found out that she's pregnant. yay!?

a great deal of her wanted to blame the steady twitch beneath her eye on caffeine. one too many espresso shots. anything other than the words now looping endlessly through her head. it was almost funny. because moments prior she stood in complete stillness at the kitchen island, rereading the same sentence a minimum of four to five times. as if the repetition alone might soften its meaning, change it, or undo it. and the envelope rested by the fruit bowl, half-opened like something alive. startled by the door coming open, she moved back into position of prepping dinner which would've been finished in time had curiosity not got the best of her. "hey," she let out with an uneasy chuckle as she avoided looking at him right away. "um..." her eyes shifted to the vegetables half chopped and scattered along the countertop and the protein still packaged. "i was thinking maybe we can order take out."

[wildhaart]

“i said that i love you but you didn’t say it back and just left me crying but now two months later and i’m trying to move on, you tell me that you’re in love with me?” plot

[bluified]

  nightclub \ bar action based starters

　　send ‘drink’ for my muse to buy your muse a drink. 　　send ‘cheers’ for my muse to clink glasses with your muse. 　　send ‘dance’ for my muse to pull your muse onto the dance floor. 　　send ‘close’ for my muse to lean in close to your muse over the music. 　　send ‘tease’ for my muse to playfully tease your muse at the bar. 　　send ‘slide’ for my muse to slide into the seat next to your muse. 　　send ‘shot’ for my muse to hand your muse a shot. 　　send ‘watch’ for my muse to watch your muse from across the room. 　　send ‘approach’ for my muse to walk up to your muse. 　　send ‘pull’ for my muse to pull your muse closer in the crowd. 　　send ‘escape’ for my muse to suggest stepping outside with your muse. 　　send ‘leave’ for my muse to suggest leaving together.

[errcr503]

Iris Malone

night owl // old typewriter clicks // midnight coffee runs // haunted city walks // collecting vintage cameras // rainy day reflections // notebook full of unsolved stories // black eyeliner smudges // indie folk & darkwave playlists // candle apartment // ghost stories & true crime podcasts // restless energy // always chasing leads // hidden journal sketches // old library corners // unexpected kindness // detective novels // secretly a hopeless romantic // trench coat season // worn leather boots // foggy mornings // thrifted coats // obsession with archives // bitter dark chocolate // quiet cafes for people-watching // sharp intuition // soft spot for stray animals // solitary beach walks // moonlight photo sessions // occasional dry humor // curiosity that won’t quit

like for a starter and i’ll come to you regarding plot!

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Camille Byers

book junkie // forehead (kisses) from head to toe // hopeful romantic // dedicated book room // knows every usher song by heart // workaholic // MAC Ruby Woo // carolina herrera Good Girl // shellfish allergy // hates pickles // barnes & noble // scrap-booking // museum dates // b&j cookie dough ice cream // morning runs // puzzles // janet jackson's biggest fan // self-proclaimed spades champion // 🌶️ novels // pottery classes // dirty martinis // ticklish // contagious laughter // goofy nature // coffee any time, any way