[flow3rbound]

an independent, selective & very slow activity blog for fandomless oc Milo Bellamy. prioritizing world building and dynamics. please read rules before following & interacting. penned by g, 30+

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blogroll: @formerfirstson (main), @pec4dores (low activity)

heavily affiliated with: @etxrnaleclipse, @lievester & @vspomnit

RULES

won’t rp with minors nor underage muses. the later, only for familiar or platonic scenarios and only with muns i already know beforehand

no drama allowed

don’t be an ass, godmod nor force ships on me

there will be mature themes present, all will be tagged. if you want to block spicy content take these into account: usfw and suggestive tw

i won’t write smut, fade to black will take place during steamy scenes, i’m okay with writing things leading to that point

i will soft block if you don’t show any interest in interacting with me after a month of being mutuals

i use the block button deliberately

i’m a shipwhore but ships will only happen with chemistry

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all graphics here were made by me, do not steal

credits for the gifs can be found under resources. base images on the header and pinned from unsplashed: roman kraft the first one. paul pictures from paul-mescal.com. promo psd coloring is psd #4 from @gloomglimmer 1K followers pack

[vspomnit]

IT'S ALL A BIT TRAGIC, ISN'T IT?

a ghost story. written & loved by Jack.

[cinematv]

Normal People (2020)

[etxrnaleclipse]

@flow3rbound

[poohsources]

HAPPY PRIDE MONTH EVERYBODY ! let’s take this as a reminder that no matter what you identify as, no matter if you’re out of the closet or not, no matter if you’re still questioning, all of you are incredibly loved and i am so damn proud of you.

[flow3rbound]

“If I kiss you, will you push me away or pull me closer?”

If she had asked this very same question after they put an end to their fake dating facade, Milo would have had a very different answer than the one threatening to leave his lips. He knew for sure he wouldn’t be hesitating right then because to him nothing of what they had done was fake. Everything felt very real to Milo after their impromptu kiss in front of Max to make him jealous, and it had been hard for him to pretend he wasn’t feeling anything other than platonic love for Soph. 

Once the ploy was over, they both returned to how things were before it all started —he thought he wasn’t Sophia’s type and that she would never get to see him as anything else other than a friend. So eventually, Milo decided to move on, and he was now seeing someone else, even though his heart still belonged to Soph. It was hard, but he needed to get over her, which honestly hadn’t been easy. Needless to say, her coming up now to confess her feelings for him was the worst timing ever.

“Look, Soph… I-I just…” Milo looked down at his feet, because if he looked at her he knew he would probably do something he regretted later. Hell, he couldn’t tell her he still had feelings for her. It wouldn’t be fair to his new partner —probably wasn’t for either when his heart wasn’t in the right place, but he wanted to try with this person. Milo couldn’t just ditch them because now the one he initially wanted to be with showed up in his life, besides if he did that, he couldn’t be sure that things with Soph would work out either. He was caught between a rock and a hard place. “I can’t do this right now,” he finally said, daring to look at her now. “I, um, I’m actually seeing someone.”

@lievester

[kreacher1x1]

UPDATE ! — click the SOURCE LINK below to be redirected to an additional #173 268x150 gifs of Irish actor PAUL MESCAL, from his role as Connell Waldron from episode four of Normal People. In total, there are now #719 gifs. All gifs were made by me so please like or reblog if you find this post useful. Do not edit them or use in a gif hunt without giving credit back to me. Enjoy!

trigger/content warning: drinking, smoking, kissing, nudity, nsfw

[flow3rbound]

If I kiss you, will you push me away or pull me closer? (from Taryn oops)

This was one of the many reasons he hated himself for allowing Taryn back into his life. It seemed as if she knew exactly what weaknesses to exploit to have him eating from her hand. Milo was pretty much aware of the effect she still had on him, and even knowing how bad this was for him (for both of them for that matter) he couldn’t seem to be able to stay away. Whenever he tried to take a step back, she found a way to pull him back in. But that wasn’t entirely Taryn’s fault, he should be stronger than this. She broke his heart, betrayed his trust, and yet, he was still following her like a lost puppy because he missed her and the good memories they had. 

Milo already had a very bad judgement around her being sober, so he should have known that putting alcohol into the mix could only lead to even worse decisions. She had moved closer, placing one hand over his chest as the other locked on his nape. It wasn’t as if he didn’t have an option or was cornered, he could have gently pushed her hands away before it escalated. But he didn’t move. And when she spoke, he didn’t turn her down but encouraged her.

A soft nervous laugh left his lips as his eyes locked those beautiful dark brown eyes of hers. He’ll be damned. “Guess you’ll never know until you do it.”

@etxrnaleclipse

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me: i'll put things in the queue so there's activity when i'm not around also me: what if i actually post all the meme replies NOW?

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alright if we don't have anything going atm and you'd like to, hit the heart and i'll slide into your dms to discuss something (whether to write a starter or send a meme your way)

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“I can’t tell if I’m dizzy because of the alcohol or because of you.”

Ever since that cooking lesson fiasco Milo couldn’t stop thinking about what James hadn’t meant to say but actually did, which sent him into an absolute short-circuiting mode. And the only reason Milo was remembering it as a fiasco was because after the outburst of the ‘I’d enjoy anything you put in my mouth’ phrase left the other’s lips, Milo froze and turned bright red immediately not knowing what to say. Maybe he should have said something right then —if he were good at flirting he probably would have had a witty response within seconds. But nope. He just became a stuttering mess, not to mention James explicitly told him to forget about it. So he didn’t bring it up in any way, but he couldn’t help but wonder about the meaning of what he had said. And that thought had been haunting him for weeks.

It could have easily been an honest mistake and just a pretty bad wording on James’ part, but why would he still show up regularly at the store if he didn’t at least like him a little? The man never actually made any move on him (not that Milo had done anything either, he was being cautious and taking it slow) but the fact they both found ways to see each other seemed a little bit off from friendship territory. He did say he was old fashioned, so maybe he was just being a gentleman. So Milo had to make sure. 

Asking James out for drinks sounded like a good idea in his head —neutral ground and the alcohol would take away any inhibition he might have. But he didn’t take into account he wasn’t an avid drinker, so inevitably he started feeling lightheaded at the second bottle of beer. He probably was standing way too close to James and said something he now didn’t quite remember, but that drew a reaction from the other that made him smile like an idiot.

Biting down on his bottom lip, he tilted his head slightly to look at James. “I do hope it’s because of me,” there was a soft giggle leaving his lips. “I mean… It can’t only be me thinking there’s…” He didn’t finish his idea and just vaguely gestured between them, hoping James would know what he was implying. Even with alcohol in his system for a little confidence boost, he could feel the heat spreading on his neck at his own words. Maybe it was actually the alcohol too. “But if that’s not it… You can just, y’know, ignore that I asked.”

@vspomnit

[lousolversons]

Andrew Scott as Adam & Paul Mescal as Harry ALL OF US STRANGERS (2023), Dir. Andrew Haigh

[thunderousmemes]

DRUNKEN HEAT — SPICY NIGHT ROLEPLAY STARTERS

(blurry rooms, warm breaths, lowered inhibitions, and the kind of closeness people only admit to drunk)

TOO MANY DRINKS - BLURRED LINES

• “Come here—no, closer. I can’t hear you from way over there.” • “You smell really, really good… is that new? Or have I just never been this close?” • “Stop laughing like that, it’s making my head spin faster than the alcohol.” • “If I lean on you, it’s not because I’m drunk. It’s because you’re warm.” • “Your face is doing that thing again… that thing that makes me want to touch it.” • “I should go home but… your hand feels nice. I don’t want to move.” • “I’m drunk, not stupid. I know exactly how I’m looking at you right now.” • “Just—stay. Don’t pull away. Not tonight.”

TOO CLOSE TO THINK - BREATH AGAINST SKIN

• “You’re staring at my mouth… should I ask why, or just let you keep doing it?” • “If you keep leaning in like that, I might forget how to act civilized.” • “You’re warm. Like really warm. How is that fair?” • “Your hand on my thigh—was that intentional, or should I get drunker to pretend it was?” • “Tell me to stop and I will. …You’re not saying anything.” • “I can hear your heartbeat from here. That’s not normal, right?” • “If you touch me again like that, I can’t promise I’ll stay calm.” • “Don’t look at me with that soft expression. It does things to me.”

LOSING BALANCE - FALLING INTO ARMS, LITERALLY

• “Okay—okay, I’m falling. Catch me. No really, catch me!” • “I didn’t mean to fall into your lap, but now that I’m here…” • “Who told you you’re allowed to hold me this gently?” • “I’m not blushing, I’m drunk. Shut up. …Okay maybe I’m blushing too.” • “Your arms feel safer than standing right now.” • “If I sink into you any further, I might never get up.” • “Can you… help me with my jacket? My hands aren’t cooperating.” • “Keep your arms there for a second. I need to remember how solid you feel.”

SLURRED CONFESSIONS - HONESTY SPILLS OUT FIRST

• “Do you know how long I’ve wanted you to look at me like this?” • “You have no idea what you do to me, do you?” • “I shouldn’t say this. But I want you. Badly.” • “If I wasn’t drunk, I’d lie better about how much I want you.” • “You make me feel… something. Something I shouldn’t say out loud.” • “I always pretend I don’t notice you staring. I notice. I like it.” • “Stop being perfect. I’m drunk and vulnerable and it’s unfair.” • “If I kiss you right now, blame the alcohol… even though it isn’t the alcohol.”

IMPOSSIBLY WARM - HANDS WANDERING, HEARTS RACING

• “Your fingers keep brushing mine. That’s not an accident, right?” • “If you want to touch me, just touch me. Don’t tease.” • “Your hand on the back of my neck—don’t stop.” • “God, you’re addictive. Even just the way you’re sitting.” • “If you pull me into your lap like you’re thinking about doing, I won’t complain.” • “The way you’re looking at me… it feels like you’re undressing my thoughts.” • “I want you closer. I don’t care how close.” • “Your hands are trembling a little. Does touching me do that to you?”

THE ROOM SPINS - BUT THE HEAT DOESN'T

• “Everything’s spinning except you… why is that?” • “Sit next to me. No—right here. Press against me.” • “I can’t tell if I’m dizzy because of the alcohol or because of you.” • “If I lay my head on your shoulder… will you stay still?” • “This couch is too small for both of us. …Guess we’ll have to be very close.” • “You keep brushing hair from my face. Do you know what that does to me?” • “My lips are numb… here—feel. Or is that too forward?” • “If I close my eyes, promise you won’t move away.”

THE EDGE OF CONTROL - TENSION TOO THICK TO HIDE

• “Don’t tempt me. I’m barely holding myself together as it is.” • “Say my name again. Just like that.” • “If you pull me any closer, I’m not stopping.” • “I can’t tell if this is a terrible idea or the best mistake I’ll ever make.” • “Tell me what you want. I won’t judge.” • “Your breath on my neck—do you know what that does to me?” • “You’re shaking… or is that me?” • “If you keep touching my waist like that, I’m going to lose my mind.”

THE MOMENT BEFORE - ONE BREATH AWAY FROM TOO MUCH

• “If I kiss you, will you push me away or pull me closer?” • “Tell me not to. Please. Because I really, really want to.” • “You’re looking at my lips again.” • “I can’t tell if this is a bad decision or the one we’ve been waiting on.” • “Come here… slowly.” • “The room’s too quiet. I can hear every inhale you take.” • “My self-control is hanging by a thread. One more touch and it snaps.” • “You’re trembling… is it because of me?”

MORNING RECKONINGS - THE HINT OF AFTERMATH

• “If we remember this tomorrow… please don’t pretend it didn’t happen.” • “If I fall asleep like this, don’t move. I like you too much.” • “Stay tonight. Even if we do nothing. Please.” • “If we cross this line… I’m not going back.” • “Should we talk about what almost happened?” • “I’m not drunk anymore, but I still want you.” • “If you regret this in the morning… just tell me now.” • “Don’t leave. Not when we’re this close.”

[vspomnit]

Taste this and tell me if it needs more cinnamon.

@flow3rbound

he doesn’t know when he became Milo’s test dummy, but for once in his life, he’s pretty okay with being used for experimentation. truthfully, Bucky doesn’t know how he ended up here in the first place. maybe Milo just felt bad for Bucky after his cake attempt failed and maybe wanted to try and teach him? he’s still not sure why Milo wasn’t mad at him for lying about that – or well, he didn’t lie, he just left out the very important crucial detail of Bucky never making a cake successfully. regardless, Milo seemed more than happy to invite Bucky over to show him how to do . . . whatever they were supposed to be doing.

listen, Bucky can’t be blamed for not paying attention when a really attractive guy is standing this close to him, who smells like flowers and sugar powder, and all Bucky really wants to do is lean in and get just a little taste –

but that would be inappropriate and probably considered sexual harassment. so Bucky doesn’t do any of the things his mind suggests he does and stares at Milo’s hands instead, trying in vain to fight off the blush that is threatening to color his entire body.

unfortunately for Bucky, looking at Milo’s hands has the opposite effect he wanted.

Bucky didn’t think this was going to be such a problem for him until it stared him in the face. while it isn’t the first time they’ve been alone in a room together (Milo’s cat would argue otherwise) it is the first time Bucky’s been around Milo in the comfort of his own home. that in itself wasn’t the problem- Bucky liked seeing Milo comfortable and relaxed. here, Milo seems perfectly at ease in his own skin. the problem lies with Bucky himself. sure, Bucky was clearly attracted to Milo – if you ask him, he’d say it’s pretty obvious. but up until this precise moment, he’s never really thought about it. he’s never allowed himself to think about it.

. . . not that he’s thinking about it now. he’s definitely not thinking about it now. he is adamantly forcing himself not to think about it. he’s thinking so much about not thinking about it that he almost completely misses the hand coming towards him, holding out a spoon.

he snaps himself out of whatever fantasy he got lost in and lifted his eyes to look at Milo’s face, expecting to see judgment or annoyance by his obvious lack of attention. instead, Milo seems blissfully oblivious, an easy smile on his face. it takes Bucky a beat too long to process the words that left Milo’s mouth, but as soon as he does, he obediently opens his. maybe Milo expected him to take the spoon and maybe he should have to avoid any more embarrassment on his part, but he doesn’t. if Milo was uncomfortable with it, he didn’t show it.

the embarrassment comes immediately after the spoon is already in his mouth, but honestly, with everything else Milo has seen from him, this is mild at best. so, he chooses to take it in stride. he tries – the keyword here is tries – to make it seem intentional. he pops the spoon out of his mouth and swallows the batter, licking the inside of his mouth as if to savor the taste. then, he straightens, deliberately focusing his eyes on Milo’s face as he offers a bashful smile.

“that’s um- really good, but uh – i don’t know if i’m the right person to ask. i’ll probably enjoy anything you put in my mouth.” well, so much for mild.

if he wasn’t blushing before, he sure is now. “i- wait . . . that didn’t come out right. that’s definitely not what i – i mean, not that it’s a lie – but um that’s not – i didn’t mean it like that.” he pinches the bridge of his nose and exhales. he has no idea what it is about Milo that makes him act like this, because he knows, for a fact, based on the memories inside his head, that being around someone attractive did not make him this stupid. then again, maybe that was all a lie- maybe Bucky didn’t act like that because he was never trying to impress them. ugh. now is really not the time for him to be psychoanalyzing himself.

he clears his throat and lowers his hand. “um- sorry. it’s really good. i don't think it needs anything else. uh, but can we just . . . forget i said any of that? i’m not always this stupid, i promise.” if he says one more stupid thing, he’s throwing himself out of the nearest window into oncoming traffic.  

[etxrnaleclipse]

"I've been told that once or twice, but I like hearing it from you." Dex smiled as he accepted the kiss, leaning into it and almost chasing Milo's lips when the other man pulled away. He was loving getting to spend time with his boyfriend like this, just the two of them together, no work to get in their way or distance to stop them from holding one another. Being so readily available for physical contact felt new to Dex, but in the best possible way.

"Hey now, you never know, I might enjoy taking orders." He grinned as he spoke a playful spark in his eyes accompanying the words before he laughed slightly. The ease with which they could talk was so nice for him, and he appreciated how well they had got on from the very start. "I think I can manage that one. It's been a while, but as long as I don't get myself tangled up in the thing, then I'm sure I'll be fine."

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“You’re ridiculous too. I kinda dig that.” Dex’s response got Milo laughing loud and open, not to mention the way he chased his lips after the kiss as well. He really liked this guy, more than what he’d ever thought he would when they started dating, and definitely of what he actually confessed to Dex himself. Milo was falling hard, which considering his past experiences, was both a course and a blessing.

The corners of his lips curled upward immediately at the enjoying taking orders part, catching the glint on his boyfriend’s eyes that he obviously reciprocated. “I’m keeping a mental note for later.” Being physically away for months from one another was really torture, so whenever they got together they made up for lost time, and were slowly figuring out what the other liked or not. Looking at Dex with an amused expression, he took the duffel with the tent and handed it over to his boyfriend as he grabbed a few other things they would need. “Why do I feel it’s a ‘been there, done that’ situation, hm?” He teased, following Dex towards the camping area to start setting everything up.

[etxrnaleclipse]

Dex felt extremely aware of the differences between the two of them now. Sure, the gap had always been there when they were young, the contrast between the son of wealth and the child of the sea, but now it was even more obvious. The way Milo was so well dressed, cleanly put together and holding himself like a man of power, who deserved respect. Compared to how Dex was - scruffy, unclean, damaged. He did not belong in the world that Milo came from, and yet there he was, somehow being welcomed, and soon, encouraged to stay. When he heard the offer that the other young man made, Dex was surprised.

"I- For you?" Part of Dex was ready to throw himself at the chance to be near Milo, to say yes to everything he could possible want to suggest, but he held back, not wanting to sound too forward. "I'd be honoured to work for you, Milo. If you'll have me, of course. Whatever you need. It's the least I can do to make up for what you endured at the hands of the crew." And if it meant he would get to be near Milo again, without bars separating them, he would do whatever was necessary.

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As he waited for the other’s reply, Milo bit the inside of his cheeks trying to contain his nervousness. He really didn’t know how he would take the offer, maybe he should have phrased it differently to not make it sound as if he was holding any power over Dex. That was the last impression he wanted to make —the truth was, not only he wanted someone he could trust, but also deep inside him, he just wanted to have Dex close to him for some reason.

“That’s not —” Milo shook his head at Dex’s words, cutting off his own response. This was no way any kind of punishment, and he wanted to make sure the other knew that. “I’m not doing this as some sort of vengeance, just so you know. I…,” he trailed off, rubbing the back of his neck. He was considering his next words carefully, not wanting to say anything that could come out wrong. “I just want to keep you safe. Um, you’re not exactly very liked by my people. They don’t trust you… but I do. I, um, I need you by my side.” His eyes scanned the other’s features, looking for any sign of discomfort at what he was saying. “As my security, my right hand… or whatever you want.”

[etxrnaleclipse]

"Not at all." Ollie smiled softly over at his partner, admiring the way Milo's hair was ruffled from sleep.

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There was a smile in response, shifting closer to wrap an arm around Ollie’s waist. Planting some kisses across his chin. “What do you feel about breakfast in bed?”

[etxrnaleclipse]

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"Hey, you're good now. Feet firmly on the ground and in one piece."

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He was still coughing, trying to recover some air capacity now that he was far away from the smoke. Absentmindedly still gripping tightly at the man’s suite, clearly not over the sheer panic. “T-thank you so much. I… I thought I was gonna be trapped forever.”