𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐋𝐄 / ˡᵒᵛᵉᵈ.

indie krp, penned by kate.

[rexthebait-archive]

*wants to rp with everyone*

*stares at one draft for three hours*

[meekloved]

GUYS, I’M STILL ALIVE !! sims 4 has been getting the best of me and i know i’ve been neglecting this blog but. i’m still here. alive and still want to write. :’) however ! with how much i need to reply atm, i’m going to put aside plotting for now so that i don’t feel overwhelmed. THAT DOESN’T MEAN i don’t want to plot with you or write with you. i REALLY do want to but i get overwhelmed and stressed easily so it would help me a lot if you can be patient with me. weeps. i am slowly getting to my replies too, just saying hehe. if you already have a plot in mind for our muses, feel free to just write a starter for us. i really don’t mind and in fact, that would be highly appreciated omg. am i being selfish atm. jjsdkajdkj. but yeah !! just an update on my part. hope you all had or are having a good day. please stay safe. <3

[coruscant-clickbait]

i am not black, but i see you.

i am not black, but i hear you.

i am not black, but i mourn with you.

i am not black, but i see the injustice that you face.

i am not black, but i see the fear for your sons and your daughters. your brothers and sisters.

i am not black, but i will stand with you.

inaction is also an action. and i will not stay silent.

i see your color. i appreciate and honor your color and your roots and experiences. you are valued and respected.

✊✊🏻✊🏼✊🏽✊🏾✊🏿

[mcttdaddyrios-deactivated201711]

give me a plot where muse a and muse b are these rich spoiled kids and they’ve known each other their entire lives ((their parents did business together or are just friends w/e)) and they’ve always disliked each other and anyways they’re both on vacation in their parents’ beach houses out in the hamptons and their houses happen to be right next to each other and ugh wtf are you even doing here can you not and fancy house parties and jealousy and feelings that they dont understand and fighting but also forcing themselves not to stare when the other in on the beach/in the pool/tanning and that initial hookup and wow pls

[meekloved]

nevcrlands‌:

“that’s not what i meant –” the feeling of the other from behind her, so close. there was something so mystifying about her body warmth for that second. or at least, something that definitely made her red when she shouldn’t have.  that feeling in her stomach, she’d been feeling it too much lately. maybe the milk had gone bad? she clears her throat in an attempt to brush it off, furrowing her brows as she takes another bite of her cereal. “that’s not what i mean. i’m not homophobic. i have a lot of gay friends, hell, even my boss is gay. and i listen to rina sawayama sometimes.” perhaps that wasn’t the best thing to say in this situation, but link had no other way to defend herself.  “it’s just… you’re so loud. and those girls you bring home, how do you even know them? is it just like a gay thing, i don’t know. just don’t involve me in it when you’re screaming at night like that. also, i’m pretty sure this milk is old. yet, i’m still eating it, ‘cause i’m not milkphobic.”

had she pulled away just a slight that yena noticed the pink hue creeping over the opposite’s cheeks. progressing after was her feelings towards it, beginning with uncertainty as to why it could occur then it dawned on her. with what and how the other expressed her side of explanation didn’t help at all, if it was for the purpose of defending herself. although it was a mere assumption on her part, yena didn’t hesitate nor did she ponder for more than once to put out the urge to tease her roommate, regardless the fact that she was positive it won’t sit well for link with what she planned on doing to her.

it started with the intention to just put away the carton of milk, a feigned one to be exact as it wasn’t it for her plan and she placed it instead, on any surfaces she could reach that was near link, one that was possibly too close for the other’s comfort. “ milkphobic, huh. ” she said, chuckling lightly at the acknowledgement of link’s silly made up word. as the airy sound escaped her mouth and pulling her arm back, yena had purposely let the side of her hand brushed against link’s hip then she proceeded with no aim in her head as the object for her to grab from the cabinet, she moved. now in a position hovering the smaller and their faces only few inches away from colliding, yena stretched her arm once again to open the cabinet above the other’s head, she said. “ not sure what made you include yourself in that statement regarding my private activities,” then she retreated till her mouth beside link’s ear, she whispered. “ but the fact that you did, is giving me the idea that you secretly want to be a part of them. ”

[leneemusing]

nonverbal memes

add + to reverse who does the action

[ attention ] for your muse to touch mine as a way of getting their attention  [ sleep ] for your muse to wake mine  [ cover ]  for your muse to cover mine with a blanket or a jacket  [ lift ] for your muse to give mine a hand stepping up or over something etc.  [ kiss ]  for your muse to come up to mine and kiss them without warning  [ run ] for your muse to run their fingers through mine’s hair  [ braid ] for your muse to braid mine’s hair  [ embrace ]  for your muse to hold mine  [ smile ] for your muse to smile at mine from across the room  [ wave ] for your muse to gesture to mine to come closer  [ panic ] for your muse to grab mine’s arm or get behind them in a moment of danger  [ touch ] for your muse to rest their forehead against mine’s [ weep ]  for your muse to catch mine crying  [ eat ]  for your muse to offer mine food [ hit ] for your muse to attack mine  [ love ] for your muse to touch mine as a show of affection or reassurance  [ nap ] for your muse to fall asleep against mine  [ rest ] for your muse to rest their head in mine’s lap  [ look ] for your muse to catch mine staring  [ seduce ] for your muse to touch mine sexually  [ help ] for your muse to lean on mine for support  [ give ] for your muse to offer mine their arm  [ entwine ] for your muse to hold mine’s hand  [ laugh ] for your muse to laugh at something mine did  [ dance ] for your muse to dance with mine  [ sit ] for your muse to pull mine into their lap  [ yell ] for your muse to calm mine down  [ cry ] for your muse to wipe mine’s tears away  [ dream ] for your muse to wake mine from a nightmare  [ surprise ] for your muse to show up at mine’s house without explanation  [ fix ] for your muse to treat mine’s injury  [ sacrifice ] for your muse to get hurt protecting mine  [ guard ] for your muse to step between my muse and danger  [ taste ] for your muse to cook for mine  [ sing ] for your muse to sing to mine 

[ichoriism]

@meekloved​​​ sparked: ❛ you should leave. ❜

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daehyun didn’t know much about music. it had no use in the great scheme of a future he had been picturing for years and it didn’t hold any special power in its own. to him, music was another worthless invention created by the humanity he cared little about. he didn’t understand what his half-sister talked about when the demoness said there were melodies that inspired her. didn’t get what haeil saw so appealing of music resounding in his car as they drove across the city, why they both said it made them feel more alive. 

then there was this mortal.

haeil had brought him to the shared house telling him there was a purpose for this that he couldn’t reveal yet. told him daehyun needed to stay for at least a month before continuing with his plans of domination. so far, his cousin hadn’t been wrong about anything and so he had trusted his word, even if nothing made sense as days passed and he continued to witness what a ‘ normal ‘ life looked like.

taeoh was a strange individual. daehyun was used to mortals rambling about their lives at the slightest provocation, but taeoh was quiet, often inexpressive even. there was not much else to do in a place so mundane and so, daehyun’s curiosity was caught amidst his boredom. he had noticed that the younger man cleaned the living room often and with the utmost care, sometimes even caught him caressing the records on hands as if they were his most precious treasures. 

one night, when the rest of the residents were asleep and daehyun didn’t want to indulge in his laziness any longer, he went outside for a run near midnight. by the time he was back, his usual silent persona stepped inside and heard a tune soon transforming into a soft singing voice. his brows drew together,  ❝ you can sing, ❞ he expressed from the livingroom’s threshold, hip propped against the side table as he crossed his arms. 

❝ you should leave, ❞ he heard taeoh say, the line of his shoulders tense and expression closed off. 

jaehyun narrowed his eyes. ❝ i’m paying for a spot here, you know? i’m free to do as i please. ❞

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[meekloved]

confused, and skeptical, followed by the wariness of the other’s presence - basically was the entire process of his thought and impression towards the guy upon his arrival. rude of him to be underestimating the sharehouse he is currently taking care of, especially for it being something that had been passed down to him by his respectful uncle, but on the realistic view of things, this residence isn’t exactly an ideal place to be claimed as home for most people of this century, considering people do nowadays have different and higher standards in term of aesthetics and comfort. judging by the look of the supposedly newcomer starting of today, he certainly looked like one around taeoh’s age, possibly younger with his looks somehow portraying of such features. but all in all, they gave taeoh all the more reasons to be doubtful in accepting the guy into his house.

“ jung daehyun. ” had he been introduced to and that was about it that taeoh received as information from the new resident. just his name and nothing else. not that taeoh cared, he never really cares about anyone within this house anyways, as long as they do their part on not ruining the property and paying their rents. the feelings still lingered however, but because of the policy of the business and considering daehyun did not have any criminal records that he knew of, taeoh decided to in the end accept him as one of the tenants.

weeks had passed since then. the feelings taeoh had for daehyun did go down by days but that didn’t rid of the discomfort taeoh felt at times around the other’s presence. just the way that he could feel his eyes upon him, his every moves felt watched and he didn’t like it. it wasn’t like the walls he had sacrificed a lot to build were being crumbled down little by little, but more like the other could see through them. and, that scared him even more.

it was during one peaceful night that taeoh had thought of as any other nights, where he could have the freedom in doing what he genuinely loved, away from the attention of others. he had then let his guards down. the tenants were asleep, what could possibly go wrong - oh, that’s what he thought. just as quick as the tune and words bubbled up his throat and out of his mouth in perfection, they went down just as quickly when he heard, “ you can sing. ” and at that, taeoh quickly snapped. “ you should leave. ”

to which he was then replied back with a sentence that he quickly understood of, as his previous statement being one generated from the heat of the moment and it was a mistake on his part. changing the subject, he took few silent breaths to calm himself down before asking.

“ aren’t you supposed to be sleeping at a time like this? ”

[meekloved]

lavcnderkiss‌:

nari: wow, how generous of you. ;~; nari: yeah, but you DIDNT lose your foot.  nari: that’s the important part. nari: … that depends. do you have comfort food for my loss?

DOYEON : ALMOST still screams danger nari DOYEON : hehe knew u would ask that DOYEON : hope ure craving macaroons :’)

[thoseroses]

its been exactly two years since the split. it was mutual at least that’s what they thought. he went with it since he could tell that the spark was beginning to twindle away. kiha had made the mistake of drinking with his friends one night. he never one to pass his limits but it was his best friend’s birthday. once he was home he made a few phone calls to his ex. he poured his heart out. a drunken secret turned into a sloppy confession. while closing the cafe, he was caught off guard when he spots his ex. “fuck,” he muttered under his breath. “sorry, we’re closed.” he spoke up saying the first thing on his mind. 

open to all mutuals and non-mutuals 

[meekloved]

right after she had heard of the closing remark from the other, serene froze. putting her decisions back in line and again she contemplated whether or not coming here to meet her ex was a mistake, after all she was the one who ended things with him couple years back. torn between letting her pride take charge and walk away while she can, serene however chose what was the opposite. teeth sinking onto her bottom lip and fingers curled into a fist, clenched by her side as the young lady forced her entry and seated herself on the nearest table. “ no. ” she insisted a bit too quickly, fearing of rejection had she added, “ the shop isn’t closing until i say so. ” and until i get the explanation i deserve as to why i had to deal with these chaos in my head because of your dumb ass phone call, she wanted to say but decided to bite back the words and replaced them with, “ caramel latte, the usual. ” a pause, hesitation could be heard in her tone as the name that felt too familiar rolled out her tongue in almost too gentle of a manner, something out of her usual character. “ kiha. ”

[meekloved]

lavcnderkiss‌:

nari: idk!! guess my career is over nari: hey, they are organized piles of mess!! and yes, i checked them!

DOYEON : its ok beb DOYEON : if ur career is over u can be my pa <3 DOYEON : organized piles she said DOYEON : i almost lost a foot in ur organized piles rmbr ? :/ DOYEON : well if u still cant find them DOYEON : would u like to come over uwu

[pcssion-deactivated20211209]

open to f/nb. ( open to mutuals and non - mutuals. )  plot: my muse worries she’s being homophobic to her gay roommate, realizes she’s fallen in love with them. // this.

❝ it’s really gross how you keep bringing girls home, you know. ❞  link rolled her eyes at her roommate as she poured milk into her cereal, having been kept up all night by the extremely loud noises her roommate and their new… friend had been making down the hall. she’d never been so bothered by her roommate’s sexuality before. but, as of lately, she’d been feeling… odd around her, and she can’t explain why. ❝ can’t you be considerate ? seriously, it’s really — it’s disgusting. ❞

[meekloved]

making her way towards the shared space, yena stifled her yawn upon the statement from the other reaching her ears, simply choosing to only roll her eyes after and resume her steps towards the fridge. it wasn’t something new that comes from her roommate - heck, it wasn’t something new at all coming from anyone who disregards the morality to respect one’s sexuality, especially having to reside in a country that has yet to develop acceptance towards homosexuality. in usual times out of wanting only peace in the house, yena would have ignore her roommate but for some unknown reason, which she is deeming as her lack of sleep, she could feel annoyance tugging away her patience right now. “ hey, you’re not the only one paying for the house, you know. ” yena snapped, ‘though she didn’t mind at all decreasing the distance between her and link, reaching over from behind for the milk that was in the girl’s hand. not going to lie at that brief inhale of her roommate’s scent, yena raised her brows. she smells good, had she thought but quickly brushed it away and with the carton now in her own hand, she flashed a smirk at the other.

“ for someone who finds it that disgusting, you sure are persistent to stay under such discomfort. ”

[lavcnderkiss-deactivated2020082]

open to: m / f / nb

nari: okay, but… nari: why is the universe punishing me? nari: I CAN’T FIND MY GO TO COPICS. THIS IS A CRISIS. 

[meekloved]

DOYEON : well rip to u DOYEON : how can one lose their life supports im ???? DOYEON : have u checked the messy piles in ur room

[meekloved]

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