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“No, man, I didn’t see anything, okay?” After being punched to the ground by who was normally a good friend to him, Noah took grip of his own jaw to massage the pain away. It wasn’t his fault that he caught the guy cheating on his girlfriend but what was he supposed to do? She’s friends with Noah, too. Obviously, he misjudged the other, thinking he could encourage him to do the right thing. It was the least he could do. Annoyed with the whole situation, the boy spit out the blood that surfaced from his injury, shaking his head. “Now can you take her somewhere else? Everyone’s gonna be here and it’s pretty clear that you don’t wanna get caught.” Letting out a deep sigh, Noah stood back to his feet. Without making any further eye contact, he turned his back to his friend and walked back into his apartment. 

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trcubledheretic·:

“‘Cause ‘round here it’s all about the people that you know.”

“Nica, who cares about who you know when you have a pretty face like mine,” he grinned as he took both her hands into his, guiding her to an open space so the two could dance. Wrapping his right hand around Veronica’s waist, he pulled her close, closing any gap between the two. “Just like all your little friends a daddy’s club, you can’t resist me,” he playfully winked. Gabriel couldn't help that he was blessed with a cute smile and daring eyes. He flaunted his best features proudly, especially around Veronica, if not to charm her then to annoy her. Whichever emotion reached the girl first. 

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“Sirens and smoke remind us, maybe the world won’t find us.”

“Too bad this alley way seems to be the only place that’s capable of hiding a girl like you,” Adrian chuckled as he stood straight up, back against the wall, eyes locked on the beauty that stood across from him. He and Veronica had to take a detour from their previous route due to the crossing of paths with the paparazzi that had spotted the two together. “What do you think it’ll be this time?” He asked in a teasing manner, “Trevino stealing Heirs and Harts?” He shook his head, embarrassed at his incapability to come up with any creative headline. He had to admit, journalists were a lot better at their jobs than he imagined.

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Katherine was losing herself to these last few moments, her arms had both moved to wrap around his neck as her body lightly leaned into his. She shivered as his hand slid along her back, a motion she remembered as if the last time he did it was yesterday. However, her hands dropped to his arms as their kiss broke to the sound of the door rattling. As soon as it flung open, her back pocket began to vibrate and the song from her playlist began to play. Sighing, she reached down and got her phone to swipe the alarm away. There was no hiding the annoyance in her gaze as she looked at Danny. He’d set this entire thing up knowing it was going to be awkward between the two of them but then, just as it almost seemed like things had started to change, of course the time was up. Kat reached up and ran her fingers through her hair again, scratching lightly at her scalp before Matteo grabbed her hand and pulled her along after him. As she passed Danny, she pressed a sharp manicured nail into his chest, “Don’t think I’m done with you.” A small smile was trying to hide on her features as her fingers curled around Matteo’s, wondering where it was he was leading her. “Mat..where are you taking me?” she asked with a gentle laugh, but still followed nonetheless. 

Matteo was able to lead Katherine a few feet away from the closet where the two shared an unexpected kiss before the strawberry-blonde beauty questioned his intentions. Snapping into reality, his attention immediately glued to their two hands holding onto each other. “Oh--I, uh, I thought maybe we could grab a drink or something...maybe get some fresh air by the pool?” He suggested, not really having any specific destination in mind. The boy’s tone felt a lot lighter compared to earlier,pre-makeout session, of course. Offering Kat his warmest smile, he nodded in the direction of their destination, motioning her to follow along. “We can continue what we started,” he continued with a chuckle, “or not. Whatever you wanna do, you have my full attention.” 

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trcubledheretic​:

As soon as Katherine’s brain registered that Matteo had kissed her back, had actually kissed her back, her heart began to be faster than what it had been earlier. When he let her hand go, she wrapped that arm around his neck as she leaned into him. Without a second hesitation, Kat pushed her lips against his in a longing kiss, holding onto it as long as she could before having to pull away. She wanted to ask if he was sure, but Kat had no idea if it would have even been directed at him or at herself. She had a light shiver cascade up her spine. The taste of his lips so distinct in her mind that she would surely melt if she continued on the path she started only a few short moments ago. The feeling of his arm around her again was one of comfort and safety. Almost as if the anxiety had fled from her body. “I..” she started to say but stopped. There were no words that she could find to describe how she was feeling at that moment. Only that she wanted to kiss him again, and she did. 

Matteo was starting to remember how good it felt to be tasting Katherine’s lips again. He must have forgotten through all the fights and constant urge of wanting to be right. Now his hand slowly slid up her back, stopping at the back of her neck while his fingertips rest against her skin. Just as he was about to press her body against the wall, Matteo suddenly heard the door knob rattle as if whoever was on the opposite side was having a little trouble getting the door open. Immediately afterwards, the door had finally swung open, his eyes wincing at the sudden burst of light that came flooding into the closet. And of course, there stood his idiotic friend that started this whole scheme, “time’s up!” He yelled. “Great timing, Danny,” the brunette nodded in disappointment with a hint of annoyance. He had no choice but to release his grip around Katherine as he could hear the devilish chuckles echoing from his friend’s stupid looking grin. “Shut up,” he rolled his eyes as he lightly pushed by Danny, absent-mindedly grabbing onto Kat’s hand so she could follow. 

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A history of romance and torture, of heartbreak and treason. Many years passed since it all went down and yet it was enough to connect Raphael with the Rivers bloodline for decades. Generation after generation, it was something that the demon carried behind his back, and while he wasn’t too past-oriented, he had an appetite for achieving the goal he couldn’t back then. It was his vision that he wanted to see coming to life, and he wouldn’t stop until he got his way. He was very familiar with Isaac’s past generation. After all, he had fallen in love with a male ancestor of Isaac’s. Despite using his force to make his relative a sex slave, he couldn’t gain his heart. However, this would soon change with the youngest in the family in his favor. After days of cautiously keeping an eye on him, he saw Isaac enter a local bar. It was his time to act without hesitation and let himself be known by following him inside.

While he walked towards the bar, his body began to take a different shape. Blonde locks turned raven-like, icy eyes giving up their coldness for piercing hazels. He manifested as everything Isaac could look for in a man looks-wise. The bar didn’t seem to be too crowded, which only made him stand out walking into the place. He made sure to give the male a few glances, his grin so uncharacteristically warm as it was directed at him. Raphael was a master of deception, so he had no problem feigning friendliness in order to force his way into the other’s close circle. After a few flirtatious exchange of stares, he approached the young man. “Are you here alone?” His hands remained in his pockets, taking Isaac’s features in. He was beautiful, especially for a human. He wouldn’t expect any less from a Rivers. “Let me buy you a drink. We can be alone together.”

I don’t think he’s going to make it. The last words to be said in Isaac’s mind before giving up and ordering himself a cold beer to drink the disappointment away. It was arranged for he and one of his close friends to meet for a night out at the bar but it was looking as if his friend had more important engagements elsewhere. Nothing a few drinks and maybe a warm body or two couldn’t make up for. With no other choice, Isaac took a sip of his beer as his eyes scanned the room for his options.

With no time wasted, his eyes met with what he swore was a god gracing the world’s most infamous bar with his presence. How was it that one man posessed every perfect feature from those fierce, dark colored eyes right down to his strong bone structure? It was as if the main character in his book he was attempting to write marched right out of it’s fictional pages and right through the securtiy guards. Enjoying every glance and smile that the other had returned, Isaac could feel the pull of gravitation between the two. In perparation of what was to come, he took a few more sips on his bud light and straightened out his back to correct his posture.

Holy shit, he is a god. “Normally, half assed pick up lines wouldn’t work on me,” his facial expressions hiding his shock at his own self guard, “but lucky for you, I need a new drink.” Isaac held his bottle in front of the other, shaking it from side to side to give proof of his empty glass.

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//hello familia! sorry I’m just not able to hop back on sooner, things have just been kinda crazy but I will tend to starters and replies right now! hmu if you wanna plot or if you want me to reply to your starters or something

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//Hello and good morning to all! My name is Nate and I’ve just recently come back to indie rp. I’m slowly but surely getting my page together and I have 6 male muses up atm! So I guess this is just me inviting you to come check these fine young fellas out lol 

Here are my rules if you wanna check them before we get the ball rollin. 

Here you will find my one and only starter lol but there will be more soon now that it’s the weeeeekend! 

Below is a list of my muses and their fc! Just click their name if you want to check out their connections page. They all have about the same type of connections (because I’m terrible and can’t think of too many unique ones) with a few that are different based on their backgrounds. If you want to read more about one or all of my guys just check out my ‘muses’ tab! (I do still need to think of a background for Matteo and Isaac).

Declan Wright - Jacob Elordi

Noah Kingston - Dylan O’brien

Gabriel Trevino - Diego Boneta

Adrian Trevino - Michael Trevino 

Matteo Foster - Nick Robinson

Isaac Rivers - Logan Lerman

The connections listed aren’t a final thing. If we start there, it could go in any whichever direction we want it to or we can completely wing it and see where it goes! Either way, I just want to make sure you’re as happy as I am when we write. If you wanna plot or discuss connections that aren’t listed, I’d be happy to! Or if you want me to look into one of your starters just like this and I’ll hop right on it! I feel like I’m rambling at this point so I hope y’all have an awesome friday and hopefully we can become friends and/or writing partners! 

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trcubledheretic·:

The air in the closet seemed to be circulating easier - as if it wasn’t so thin or so hard to breathe. When he told her he missed her, her heart skipped a beat and jumped right into her throat. Had she heard him right? “Does it matter?” she whispered, biting in her lower lip for a moment, her eyes closing at the feeling of his hand caressing her cheek - not even bothering to look at her phone to see how many minutes were left - only out of fear that it might make her anxious that time was almost over. As much as she thought she was going to hate this time, the longer it took for the time to pass the less anxious she was becoming. Taking a half step closer to him, her one hand now gently wrapped around his forearm as if trying to hold his hand against her cheek. Kat hesitated again, unsure if she was actually going to through with this, but the time was ticking and now was about as good as any. Leaning up, she pressed a gentle kiss to Matteo’s lower lip, testing herself and him to see if it was even okay for her to have done that.

In response to her question, Matteo shook his head, too hypnotized by the fact that the space between the two was decreasing to say anything. Speechless. Katherine stole any vocabulary that was left in his brain with a kiss. The second he felt her lips against his, his body responded by embracing hers. Chills ran down the back of his spine as he returned her kiss. She tasted just as good as when their lips first met each other. Out of all the possibilities that could have occured at this party that he didn’t even want to attend in the first place, kissing Katherine was least likely on the list. Would he regret it? Maybe, maybe not. Did he care? No. The hand that was holding onto Kat’s released it’s grip so he could wrap his arm around her waist to pull her body against his. Matteo wanted no space between the two, knowing that their time together would be coming to an end sooner than he hoped. 

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trcubledheretic​:

Again, as if it was of her own fault, the silence crept between them after her admission. Kat shouldn’t have said what she did, admitted words that had long been sitting in that silent void. Her nails gently, but anxiously running up and down his arm. Even though he didn’t have to, he was still protecting her from really hurting herself. It was one of the few reasons that she got her nails at a point, the easier it was to scratch as her head. Her body slightly shivering as she watched his hand come up near her face, closing her eyes as his fingers brushed her face. “I hope not.” Once again, the redhead admitted something she wasn’t sure she was ever going to. “I-I miss you. I miss how we were.” Maybe the atmosphere really had changed. Maybe it was the place they were in. The fact there were no ears around to hear them. 

The more the two took advantaged of this moment, because when were they ever going to be forced to be alone like this ever again, the more Matteo’s heart felt like it was going to beat right out of his chest. Was this even happening right now? Never did he ever imagine that Katherine would be saying on of these words. He never even thought that the two would have a civilized conversation, either. Turns out he does owe Danny a ‘thank you’ after all of this. “I miss you, too,” he admitted. Matteo wasn’t sure if they were talking about their relationship together or just their presence but he did miss her. “How many more minutes do we have left?” He asked with his eyes glued to her lips and his hand still caressing her cheek. 

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Something changed in her the moment that she felt his touch. The intimate thing he used to do to keep her from clawing her head raw. Her fingers flexed for a moment when his tangled with hers, almost as if they wanted to plant themselves into her scalp and not leave. dark eyes shifting down to see their clasped hand at her side, fingers still curled around his. “I hate what we’ve become..” she whispered, finally admitting what she had refused to admit to herself. she didn’t want to be like this - they had been such good friends. when did they turn from friends to enemies? overnight? that only happened in movies, didn’t it? her free hand flexing nervously, wanting to replace the previous one and continue to scratch. instead, it rose, slowly, hesitantly to rest on Matteo’s arm, absently dragging along the exposed skin. kat gave his hand a soft squeeze before glancing up and for the first time since he stepped in did she lock her gaze onto his. even in the dark, she could still see well enough. silently she wished her alarm would go off already - stop this nervousness being so close to him, to touch, to smell but still so far.

Standing so close to Katherine without the feeling of wanting to gauge his own eyes out, Matteo was able to catch a glimpse of the good memories shared together. The times where he wasn’t afraid to speak his mind because he knew she would listen or when a smile would creep onto his lips the second he laid eyes on hers. He agreed. He hated the way how the two came to be. Nodding in agreement, he could feel himself holding his breath the second he felt her hand on his arm. Was it possible to get rid of the rage that came whenever the two crossed paths? Matteo felt that in this very moment, with her, it was. Holding her hand in his, lightly squeezing, the other hand reached up to slowly move a strand of her hair out of her face. The tips of his fingers lightly brushing against her cheek as he did so. “Do you think we’ll always be like this?” He asked out of curiosity, mostly wondering if she ever had the same thoughts. 

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trcubledheretic​:

It was the silence that was making her most anxious. That looming air of words unspoken in their relationship - between them. All the things she’d wanted him to know but never told him, they all hid in this silence, torturing her. For whatever reason, they couldn’t even hold a civilized conversation anymore - it was always a screaming match. Kat’s voice couldn’t take it anymore. It cracked every time she saw him, every syllable she spoke. “I can’t -” she whispered, her skin covering in chills at the sensation of his hand around her wrist, “I can’t help it.” He was right, she’d probably already scratched a few small holes into her scalp with her pointed nails. “Matteo..” his name spilling from her lips with a hint of sadness. From this distance she could smell him, could remember the happiness she had once felt wrapped in that smell. She wasn’t even sure where she was going with her train of thought once she said his name. It just happened. Though, with his hand holding her, her nails momentarily stopped her assault and just remained still.

“I know,” he hummed as he nodded to reassure her that he understood. Releasing his grip around her wrist, Matteo inched his hand a little higher so that their fingers could tangle together as he guided her hand back down to rest at her side. They may have been standing in the dark with only a little bit of light creeping in but he could very well picture Katherine’s features as if the two were out in broad daylight. At this point, his body was facing in her direction and his breathing had slowed to a calming rhythm. There was a sudden shift in the atmosphere. Was it due to the familiarty desire of wanting to take care of her? Or the way she said his name? Whatever it was, he held no objections. Waiting for whatever was supposed to follow his name, the boy grew impatient. “You okay?” He asked, still in a whispering tone as if the two were keeping secrets from whoever was eavesdropping. 

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Brown hues rolled into her head as easily as the sarcasm that rolled off Matteo’s tongue. They brought out the very worst in each other. “I hadn’t noticed.” Hadn’t always been that way. Strangely enough, if she remembered correctly, this exact situation was how the pair had met. Irony wasn’t always so funny. Some small piece of her was glad that it was Matteo but the rest of her wished that Danny had chosen someone else - anyone else. The game was always awkward no matter who it was but at least there was generally less talking and static air looming. Kat wasn’t entirely sure how to take what he said. Partly hurt but also confused in his choice of phrasing. “It’s not always the equipment, it’s the operator,” she finally muttered. Why did she have to comment? Let him get under her skin like that. Clicking the side of her phone, she noticed that only two minutes had passed but it felt like twenty. Still, she continued to scratch at her scalp, almost digging hole into her head - anxiety worsening. 

You never complained before. He wasn’t sure if he had said those words out loud or to himself at first until he realized there was nothing but silence after she spoke. A sigh was pretty much the only response Matteo could offer the girl these days. If he attempted at anything more, their conversations almost always escalated into a competition of who could yell the loudest. Not that he wanted to win. His pride held him captive against his will. The boy chewed at the inside of his cheek, trying his best to figure out the girl he once called his. He felt like she became a stranger with a familiar face and he didn’t know how to recognize her anymore and yet, the pain he felt when he looked at her remained the same. As close as the two stood next to each other, Matteo couldn’t help but notice that Katherine may be as anxious as he was. The dead giveaway being her itching at her scalp. Leave her be, he thought to himself, she’s not your problem anymore. And as soon as he tried to talk himself out of doing what he was about to do, he gave in. “Stop,” he commanded in almost a whisper as he reached up to grasp her wrist into his hand, “you’re gonna hurt yourself.” 

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trcubledheretic​:

For a moment in time, Katherine had forgotten who had even spun the bottle when it landed on her. Of course it was Danny. He had this obscure vision in his head that she and Matteo were some sort of match made to be. Clearly the opposite was the truth. They had tried and well, here they were. From former friends to whatever it was they were now. “You could have declined.” No one was forced to play, everyone had their right to refuse to participate - so as uncomfortable as it was for the both of them, he was still there. Inside the tight, dark space with her. His words stung. Like a fire hot knife to her insides. “About time.” Of course, she was almost positive her clear expression betrayed the words she spoke. “As soon as this is over you can go back to fishing,” the redhead commented. Tip of her tongue dampening her lips as she fiddled with her hair out of anxiety and nervousness. Maybe it was irritation. Not like it really mattered. 

“Oh -- decline, god, why didn’t I think of that?” Matteo’s tone taking a turn towards sarcasm, “I can be really dense sometimes.” He shook his head out of annoyance but he wasn’t quite sure what it was that was hitting a nerve. Was it because he was stuck in a closet with Katherine of all people or was it because she would have been stuck with someone else if he wasn’t there? Wait a second. Was that jealousy he heard in her tone? His eyes darted in her direction even though he could only see a glitter of light bouncing off the outline of her body. “I’d be happy to,” he continued with a slight tone of confidence which usually lead to nonsense spilling out of his mouth shortly afterwards, “I have a new and improved fishing rod to test out.” Matteo had to sit on those last words for a moment, realizing how he was better off not having said them at all. Defeated, his body tensed up, feeling as if the walls were only closing in with every counted second. God I hope she didn’t hear that. Doubtful.

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trcubledheretic·:

The moment that Matteo walked into the closet, Katherine began to let out slow, uneven breaths. Someone had to be playing a joke on her - a wicked, cruel and unusual joke. She remained where she had previously been perched as her fingernails ran through her hair, scratching at her scalp on their way out of the waves of red. “Of course they would choose you,” she finally broke the silence, her voice a whisper. Pulling her phone out of her pocket, brown eyes glancing at the time. This would probably be the longest seven minutes of her life. “What are you even doing here, Matteo?” Kat finally asked of the white elephant in their tiny space, having not even expecting him to show up at the party. 

Years could have gone by in the time that it took for one of the two to finally breathe a word. All that filled the darkness were sighs of irritation or awkward coughs. Matteo prayed to the heavens or any higher power that could listen for complete silence so that the two could get this over with and carry on with their lives but, of course, Katherine had went against his wishes. “You can thank Danny for this,” he scoffed as he jammed his fists into the pits of his front pockets. The brunette wasn’t too certain on how to respond to the girl’s question. What was he doing here? He had been dragged along to attend just as he had been dragged into a game he had no desire to play. “I...” he thought carefully, “I’m just here looking for better fish in the sea,” he nodded with a grin in hopes that his words were as sharp as the blades of a sword. 

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open to: m/f/nb plot: seven minutes in heaven with a spin the bottle twist. the person it lands on has to spend seven minutes locked in a closet with whoever the spinner chooses. katherine is the one it lands on this time - so she goes and waits in the closet. your muse is the one chosen by the spinner. (open to any kind of connection: enemy, ex, former fwb, etc)

kat stared down at her red painted nails, legs crossed one over the other as she sat on a box filled with who knows what. she enjoyed this game and even better when it involved more than just kissing. her seven minutes never stayed seven minutes, they always ended up longer, always. when the door opened, she glanced up and her smile slowly faded. “you’re joking…” a sigh left her lips. this might be the first time she didn’t enjoy this game.

Sipping on his red solo cup filled of water, he wasn’t planning on getting drunk tonight, Matteo watched as the bottle landed on the one person he was hoping to not run into at this party. The spinner just so happened to be his best friend who had dragged him to this stupid game and with the assumption of what was to come next, the brunette tried to direct his eye contact to anyone or anything that wasn’t his friend who was grinning directly at him. Fuck. “Screw you,” he sighed before taking the budlight from his friend’s grip and chugging what was left. 

The boy then stood to his feet and began to make his way over to the closet that currently hid a ghost from his past. “Trust me, Kat, this ain’t a walk in the park for me either.” Rolling his eyes, he made his way into the closet of hell, hoping that seven minutes would feel like seven seconds.