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SELECTIVE INDIE RP i said to the sun, "tell me about the big bang."the sun said, "it hurts to become. - a.g.

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[ @rastles ! ]

           it was funny to bradley because she wasn’t really sure what it would mean to hire someone. it’s not that she was out of money, because it didn’t really matter much when she was hardly spending the well-earned soccer money on anything. but she had expected lucy to be — well, less kind and thoughtful. escort services were hushed and she thought maybe because it was a sleezy business; but she did fine. “well, if you’re sure,” she replied, still looking worried about the whole situation.

           “well, that was for them not for … me.” the statement wasn’t meant to come off as rude, because that’s definitely not how she meant it. she just didn’t want lucy to think she was trying to get more bang for her buck, pun intended. but if she wasn’t weird about it, then bradley was going to save her back from being stiff in the morning. with a half smile, bradley turned and then finally took her hand, allowing herself to go toward the bed. “i’ll be the big spoon — it’s what i prefer,” she responded, a little laugh as she crawled onto the bed and snuggled herself under the blanket. “unless you were dying to be the big spoon.”

            she was sure. not a feeling she felt obligated to share exactly, but even the prospect of climbing under the covers beside bradley, she had to admit felt okay. not like her endless string of bad decisions, but actually okay. maybe even a little normal for once, and when she wasn’t thinking about the money she was making, lucy could almost fool herself into thinking she was really off of work for the weekend to meet the girlfriend’s family.

            but just like that, with eight little words, the fantasy collapsed and lucy was snapped back to reality. she laughed. “yeah, sure FELT like it was for them.” not that it mattered, the tease was more for luciana’s benefit than anything. whether her time here was for bradley or a show for her family, lucy was getting paid regardless. “little spoon it is then,” it’s what she preferred. after a beat, lucy spoke again. “you know it’s okay right?” it was an off-handed comment that came to her as she crawled in next to bradley. “if it WERE for you, i mean. that’d be just fine.”

[hope-mikaelson]

Bárbara López end my life Challenge 9/? + short hair

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[ @rastles ! ]

open to: f. suggested connections: best friend, ex, hired escort (!!!!!), coworker, ect.

       after hours and hours of introducing her new ‘girlfriend’ to her family, bradley was exhausted. and as expected, the two of them were set up in her childhood bedroom. with so much family around them, she highly doubted that her parents would force her girlfriend in the guestroom like they would when she was younger. but bradley was single, even though everyone thought she was in  relationship. it had been awhile since she’d been in a real one, but she was just so tired of her aunts introducing her to every gay woman in new york that they knew. after all, she didn’t have time for a relationship… she was so busy training and playing matches. at least, that’s what she told herself.

    “sorry for all the cheek kissing, my family gets a little… well, they’re huggers. and kissers. and sometimes they’ll pinch your bum, but they’ve only ever done that to my guy friends so… i guess you’re lucky.” she was nervous to be spending alone time after having them be her fake girlfriend. it was nice to have someone to put her arm around, and to kiss and snuggle. not that she was the biggest fan of pda, but seeing her brother and his fiancee… well, she was happy to have someone there with her. “if you want, i can sleep on the floor. the bed is a little small.” she was already opening drawers, looking for extra bedding or something.

            “it’s fine, really.” she could hardly say this was the WORSE gig she’d ever had. it sure beat playing arm candy for some rich guy with low self-esteem and wandering hands. besides, she didn’t mind all the other stuff so much either. the kissing, the cuddling, the hand holding, with bradley it wasn’t so bad. and she didn’t feel like she needed a shower right after. “they’re sweet and they mean well.” and luciana was currently too busy counting her blessings to worry about grandma bariletti coping a feelsky. 

            “don’t be ridiculous.” lucy abandoned her post on the bed to put a stop to bradley’s search. had it been anyone else, she probably would have just let it go, taken the bed for herself and called it a night. but bradley was cute, and sweet, and kind of her type. “i’m not gonna make you sleep on the FLOOR. that’d be cruel, and considering how many times my tongue has been in your mouth today, kinda unnecessary.” she held out her hand. “c’mon, big spoon or little spoon? pick.”

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[ @amysmuses ! ]

         wait, what ?? gwen pulled off her mask, unsure if she was truly understanding the situation. she knew evil-doers would attempt to lure her into traps every now and again, but this one – wasn’t even DOING anything. “ what the hell ?? ” the words are all she can muster, a look that could only be described as a mix of confusion and concern etched into her features.

         and even though the other isn’t doing anything wrong ( other than breaking and entering ), gwen is still on her guard, fingers ready to trigger her web shooters at any moment. her eyes narrow. “ you knew i’d come. ”

            as the mess of blonde hair came tumbling out from underneath the mask, something strange happened. for the first time since black cats conception, felicia was completely unaware of her surroundings or the silence that followed. if not for the mask obscuring most of her face, felicia was sure her expression would be telling. but her lips remained in a tight line as she tried not to gape.

            felicia kicked the recliner closed as she leaned forward and narrowed her eyes right back at her. if the smirk on her face was any indication, she was enjoying this far too much. “ did i ?? ” looking at her now, without the mask, she looked SOFT and this game of cat and mouse suddenly seemed rigged against her. “ not exactly. i KNEW someone would come. i HOPED it would be you. ”

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[ @amysmuses ! ]

starter for @lcwlifc | spider-gwen & black cat.

         it had been a relatively slow night as spider-gwen, with nothing more to report than a kid being shook down for his lunch money, which was quickly halted when gwen swooped in. just as she was about to call it a night, she heard a burglary called in over the police scanner. she sighed in relief before pulling on her mask. finally, something good.

         she swung swiftly from building to building until she reached the scene of the crime ; a home in the middle of soho. seeing that there was a broken window, gwen sauntered inside, careful not to make herself heard until she felt the burglar’s presence. her spidey-senses proved useful, yet again. “ FREEZE. ”

            FREEZE ? cute. there was a quip on the tip of her tongue that she had to choke back, a giggle that would immediately give her away. the spider-ling thought she’d caught her because she was good at what she does. but what had brought them together had little to do with spidey-senses or fate. the broken glass, tripping the alarm system, they were here because felicia’s good at what she does. minor breaking and entering, petty larceny, it was all very beneath her. and she certainly wouldn’t have been caught by amateur hour. spider-GWEN. like it’d take a rocket scientist to figure out that “secret” identity.

           in the time that it’d taken gwen to get to the scene, felicia had already made herself at home, kicking up her feet in papa bear’s la-z-boy with a glass of wine she’d helped herself too. “took ya long enough. next time i’ll remember to leave a trail of breadcrumbs.”

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amysmuses:

           she wasn’t exactly sure if it was the alcohol in her system, or if she was already hallucinating because she was going crazy because she was a murderer. oh my GOD, she was a murderer. and it was confirmed when the random brunette said it. “SHH, don’t be so loud !! ” she reached out to touch the brunette, shocked that she didn’t pass through her, for some reason. “ are you, like — a ghost or something ?? ” she didn’t have time for this. her uber was going to be here soon. “ idunno. he tried to assault me, and i was punching him to get him off me and i just… didn’t stop. ” her gaze fell to her bloodied hands, glancing around for some surface or cloth she could perhaps dry them with. having this much blood on her hands was making jenna nauseous.

            with one quick glance around the alley, it was pretty clear that, whatever happened here, was about the only activity this place had seen in a long time. “i think it’s safe to say that no one else is going to be coming back here.” reina looked down at where the blonde’s hand had touched her and then back up at her face. “wouldn’t be able to do that if i were a ghost, now would’ya? also probably wouldn’t be able to see me, kinda like how you can’t see your friend paul bunyan over there. anyway... reaper. that’s the answer to your question, i’m a reaper. minus the whole... not having any skin thing. which is gross, by the way, where do you people come up with that shit?” 

            just on the edge of reina’s peripheral she could see the giant man, crying and sputtering, and asking a whole lot of questions that the reaper was blatantly ignoring. she cast a cold glance at what looked like empty space. "relax, will ya? you’re already dead, you’re not goin’ anywhere.” she had a freaked out human to deal with. 

            reina turned her attention back to the blonde, pushing down the swelling anger she felt during her cliff notes version of the events that had taken place before her arrival. the reaper took off her cloak. “use that... to wipe off. i’ll bill you for the dry cleaning.” she wasn’t allowed to have an opinion on whether this man was a good person or not. that wasn’t her job. she just collected the souls and handed them over to whoever wanted to claim it. reina popped the rest of her donut in her mouth, wiped her hands on her pants and held it out towards the girl. “let's get you home before anyone sees you.”

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amysmuses:

           “ he’s just all i’ve been able to think about. ” juliet cast her eyes downward, beginning to daydream about her current crush. a blush krept up her cheeks. “ okay. now i’m done. — you wanted lunch, right ?? we can go to chipotle or something ?? ”

            “that’s gross.” he watched the dazed look on her face and rolled his eyes. this was going to end badly, and all ben could really think about was how much he couldn’t wait to say ‘i told you so’. “chipotle sounds better than whatever shit this is.” ben got up with his plate, fully expecting her to pick up her things and follow. “so that’s a no then? on the other greasy straight boys? you couldn't even humor me with some bullshit?”

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amysmuses:

starter for @lcwlifc | jenna & ???

          if she had known how tonight was going to end up, jenna wouldn’t have come out tonight. her friend group pleaded for her to go to a bar with them, slowly but surely wearing her down until she found herself in the uber that would take her to what was normally a quaint pub. on weekends, however, it was jam packed full of bodies, and probably breaking some serious capacity laws. after a few drinks she decided to head out, waiting outside for her uber.

          it was then that her night began to go downhill. a broad man who had clearl had too much to drink shoved her into an alley, ripping at her clothes and mouth all over her skin. luckily for jenna, however, she took many self defense courses for this exact reason. in a few quick motions she had him on the blacktop, but she didn’t want to stop there. she wanted to ensure this man NEVER even THOUGHT about doing something like this again. she just kept throwing punches, swinging blindly until her knuckles and petite hands were bloodied and bruised, her attacker lying there limp. 

          “ oh fuck… what’ve i DONE ?? ”

            reina had been in a nursing home, enjoying a fucking delicious jelly-filled paula’s donut, hovering over the body of some old crone that should’ve died a long time ago when she felt the pull of someone ACTUALLY in need of claiming, a soul, hovering in limbo, waiting for her guidance. reina sighed and allowed the pull to guide her to this wanderer in need. 

            when she finally materialized from her short teleportation to bumfuck egypt, or idaho, or whatever hick town she’d gotten her ass dragged to, she noticed the shaky blonde first. “murder. from the looks of it.” she looked at the girl, then at the gargantuan man lying on the ground, and then back up at her. “jesus christ.” reina leaned in to inspect the body and winced. “are you juicing? i mean... fuck.” reina, that’s insensitive.

            “i’m sorry. this must be really traumatic for you.” despite the dry tone of her voice... she kind of meant it. “what happened here?”

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amysmuses:

          “ i didn’t say THAT. ” juliet rolled her eyes, dropping her fork in the process. of course, she didn’t say it, but she was THINKING it. but ben didn’t need to know that. “ you’re right. it’s a little weird. ” she decided to drop the subject for now, but it most certainly would come back up in the future. “ but he said rosaline was the hit it and quit it type. i’m more of the hit it and continue to hit it until marriage type. ” she paused. “ okay. NOW i’m done. what did you wanna talk about ?? ”

            benny rubbed his eyes and sighed. this was definitely giving him a headache. “the fact that he said he wants to marry you and you’ve known him for like... a day, should be reason enough to cancel him. right now.” pushing the mush around on his plate, ben just barely lifted his eyes to look at her. “literally anything else, please. including, but not limited to, other average looking boys that make you wet that aren’t romeo.”

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amysmuses:

          “ i didn’t say THAT. ” juliet rolled her eyes, dropping her fork in the process. of course, she didn’t say it, but she was THINKING it. but ben didn’t need to know that. “ you’re right. it’s a little weird. ” she decided to drop the subject for now, but it most certainly would come back up in the future. “ but he said rosaline was the hit it and quit it type. i’m more of the hit it and continue to hit it until marriage type. ” she paused. “ okay. NOW i’m done. what did you wanna talk about ?? ”

                      “the fact that he said that, and you thought it was ROMANTIC, is like...the only argument i’ll ever need.” ben closed his eyes and took a deep breath to reign in his opinions. he wanted to be supportive, he just needed to UNDERSTAND first. “what do you see in him anyway? aside from the perfectly symmetrical face, the boy has nothing going for him. he’s failed algebra three times...” he WANTED to be supportive, it didn’t mean he was GOING to be. “you realize that we’re going to graduate this year and he’s going to be a super-super senior, right? he likes THE GREEN BAY PACKERS. do you know who likes the green bay packers? harry styles and shitty people. that’s not to say that my son harold is a shitty person, he would never.”

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amysmuses:

          jules uses her fork to arrange her watery peas around on her tray dreamily, not paying much attention to what ben had to say. “ you should’ve seen the way he LOOKED at me when he walked into the room today, ben. it was like – ELECTRIC. ugh. he’s so hot. ” for the first time since they met up, juliet glanced up to gauge her friend’s reaction. “ sorry. were you gonna say something ?? ”

               ben didn’t even bother trying to keep himself from rolling his eyes. at the very least, juliet and romeo did have something in common, both of them were known for their fleeting obsessions. “i’m sure it was ELECTRIC with rosaline too.” benny loved his cousin, but he felt for juliet as well and her terrible taste in suitors, and wanted nothing to do with the shit storm that would surely ensue if the two ever got together. “after hearing you gush about how much you want to deepthroat my cousin? i’m alright, thanks, appetite’s been lost.”

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amysmuses:

             elena could not have been more thrilled at her fiancé’s response, kissing him on the head before standing again. “ i’ll go make some calls. ” she closed her ipad, trotting back to where their shared bedroom resided to grab her phone before heading out. elena didn’t want to disturb her recovering sister, knowing that she was always super moody the first few weeks sober. she also had too much to do. and then, like clockwork, ellie emerged in the guest room doorway, messy hair and eyeliner smudged face. “ good morning, sleepy head. ” elena chirped, grabbing her coat to head out. “ i’ll see you both later !! ”

               having elena out of the room was like being able to breathe after having his head forcefully shoved underwater. as soon as she was out of earshot, the weight on his shoulder’s dropped, his posture slumped, and he was back to being that good ‘ole story that he knew ellie dispised so much. “you look like shit.” it was little things like the running makeup and bedhead that really set ellie and elena apart from each other. story can’t remember a time that elena had woken up looking like anything other than a vision. “someone need a pick-me-up?”

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@amysmuses | benny & juliet 

                   ben pushed the cafeteria slop around on his plate, dreaming about getting off campus for lunch and the day that juliet would finally stop talking about his average cousin. “can we get out of here for lun -- no, right sorry. go ahead, keep talking about romeo, it’s literally what i want to talk about the entire time you’re with me.”

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 amysmuses:

            elena GENUINELY thought about the offer. sure, they did really need to get this done, but penises were funny looking, and sucking dick wasn’t really her thing so much as it was ellie’s. regardless, she considered it a labor of love, and nodded before swiping through some more pintrest boards. “ so i really want flowers like these..” she pointed to one photo in particular, zooming in with her fingers, and just as she had done so she heard a thump from down the hall, suggesting her sister was awake.

                    a faint smile appeared on story’s lips when he heard the commotion down the hall. finally, something interesting to make up for the dreadfully boring morning he’d been having so far. for a moment, story forced to remind himself that that’s kind of the point, elena’s fucking boring, she makes his life look boring, and it’s the perfect cover. it’s the only reason why he hasn’t left her already. “then they’re yours, whatever you want, it’s your day.” story didn’t even look at the picture, he might as well have been talking to the empty hallway that he couldn’t take his eyes away from.

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amysmuses:

            never in her life did marley think she held the power to make two grown men turn on each other and make them cry all within the span of a few minutes. and although marley liked having an effect on them, this certainly wasn’t the effect she wanted. meandering through the halls, marley found the door to bash’s room, lightly knocking before pushing it open and peeking inside. “ – can we talk ?? ”

                    bash lifted his head the second he heard the door squeak open. his face was red, still hot with anger, but he hadn’t been crying. he didn’t think anyone deserved the satisfaction of having that kind of emotional effect on him. “depends. am i going to get some lame ass ‘it’s not you, it’s me’ speech ?? because you can spare me.”

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amysmuses:

            now it was time for elena to roll her eyes for real. of course, more often than not, she was polite and bit her tongue, but up until this point, she was making all of the wedding decisions herself. “ c’mon, story. ” she unraveled his arms from around her, standing back up and sauntering back into the bedroom to grab the ipad which held all of the wedding details. “ it’d really mean a lot to me if you helped me get this done. ” she planted a kiss on his cheek, scrolling through some photos of centerpieces in her pinterest account. “ i know it’s boring, ” elena frowned, not liking it probably just as much as he did. “ but if we get some of this done we can have some alone time later ?? ” she grinned at him, making a hand motion suggesting there was a hand job in his future.  

                    a handjob? story tried not to scoff at the offer. he could have ellie bent over the dining room table in a matter of seconds for a bump and it’d hardly take any real work on his part. but there was something satisfying in getting elena to loosen up long enough to lose that fucking stick she had up her ass all the time. if they hadn’t looked fucking identical, story would have a hard time believing they’d come from the same woman. “make it a blowjob and i’ll look at centerpieces, and china, and flowers to your heart’s content, babe.”