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#obxocmuses: an independent, semi selective blog for various female original characters for Netflix’s Outer Banks. Multi-verse, multi-ship and au-friendly.
~rules~ ~memes~ ~muses~
It had been a spontanous idea when she had spotted the guy, a tourist that seemed to have a crush on her, yet despite telling him she didn't do summer flings or whatever else he was looking for, he was determind to convince her otherwise. At least that's how it had been feeling to Ava, so acting like she had someone already on her mind was the quickest solution in this moment. And spending the afternoon with Summer she ended up being her accomplice. However, for a moment she thought she had to urge the other a tad more, but then the blonde had already leaned into a quick kiss. Albeit briefly returning it, Ava then blinked in a bit of surprise before a grin spread across her lips. From the corner of her eyes she barely noticed how the guy backtracked. "This is my new favorite tactic." She giggled. "And I'm hiring you for any future situations. If it's cool with you?"
Laughter erupted from Summer's lips, light and infectious, as she looped her arm through hers, and pulled closer amid the warm breeze. "Hiring me? Girl, you couldn't pay me to say no, I'm all in for this gig." Her fingers trailed playfully down her forearm, her nails grazed her skin in a teasing manner. The blonde's lips formed into a wicked grin, her orbs locked onto hers. "That little kiss? Just the appetizer. Next persistent loser who won't take a hint, we'll crank it up a notch," she added with another giggle.
Cleo offered the other a smile, giving a slight nod at the 'thank you'. "Sure thing," she casually replied with a wink. "Girls gotta have each other's backs. And if ya need it laced I'm sure we can arrange that too." Whatever had the other so down maybe this little insight showed that not all obstacles are as insuperable as they seem. She could only draw on her own expierences, but without a little nudge from other people she wouldn't be where she is.
Zara's lips curved into a genuine grin, the weight on her shoulders lightened just a fraction at hers easy confidence. She reached out, and gave Cleo's arm a quick, appreciative squeeze. "You're a lifesaver, seriously, laced or not, this is what I need right about now." She leaned back against the couch, whilst a soft chuckle expelled from her lips, her eyes sparkled with hope. "And hey, same goes for you. Whatever curve balls life throws your way, I've got your back too. We've all been there, right?" she murmured, before she took a sip of her drink. Her eyes fluttered shut as if this would solve her worries for now at least.
@neverendinqs asked [ look ] for your muse to catch mine staring / elias (kook + elena's twin brother) to anyone
Leah's cheeks grew warm as she felt his gaze linger a little too long, and she caught herself subtly glancing back. There was something in his eyes, an unspoken invitation, a silent question that made her heart flutter. She tried to keep her composure, but the way he looked at her made her feel seen in a way she hadn't felt before. She wondered if he noticed her watching him too, if he felt that magnetic pull just as she did. For a moment, she allowed herself to meet his gaze fully, a soft smile graced her lips, and dared him to come closer.
@neverendinqs asked ❛ why couldn't you love me back? am i not enough? ❜ / from pope to anyone
Summer's eyes shimmered with a mixture of pain and confusion as his words resonated in her ears. She took a shaky breath, she felt the weight of his vulnerability press against her chest. "Pope," she whispered softly, her voice trembled, "you are more than enough. You always have been. But love isn't just about deserving or being enough, sometimes, it's about timing, about where our hearts are in this moment. I wish I could give you the answer you want, but I don't want to lie to you. I care about you, more than I can say, but love…love is complicated. And right now, I just don't know if I can give you what you're asking for." Her words hung in the air, fragile and honest, as she struggled to find the right way to bridge the distance between them.
@neverendinqs asked ❛ why didn't you say anything earlier? we could've avoided this whole mess. ❜ / from tamsin to erin or melissa
Melissa ran her fingers through her hair, frustration and regret flickered in her eyes. "I didn't mean for it to get this far," she whispered, voice trembled. "I thought I was doing the right thing, but I see now how much I should have trusted you. If I had spoken up sooner, maybe we could have avoided all this chaos. I'm sorry, Tamsin. I really am." Her voice cracked as she looked away, wishing she could turn back time and tell her the truth before everything fell apart.
@neverendinqs asked 9 ⧽. tripping, but being caught in the arms of the other / from tyron (peterkin's son) to anyone
The world was a swirling haze of colors and shadows, Willow's mind lost in a dizzying trip that blurred the line between reality and illusion. But amidst the chaos, she felt him, Tyron, steadfast and grounding. When she faltered, caught in the midst of my own spiraling thoughts, his arms were the only constants she could cling to. His embrace was warm, real, and anchored her to the present as she floated on the edge of something unknown. In that moment, she realized that even in the midst of her falling, it was his hold that kept her from drifting away entirely. "Thank you," she muttered, with a faintest blush to color her cheeks.
@neverendinqs asked ❛ i'm telling you, this is all playing out exactly like my dream. ❜ / from elena (kook, who has a crush on topper, so something that involves him) to summer, leah or zara
Zara's brow furrowed as she listened to her words, a flicker of curiosity and something else, perhaps unease, danced in her eyes. "Elena, are you serious? You really think this is all just a coincidence? Because from where I'm standing, it's like the universe is conspiring to make Topper the center of everything. And I can't help but wonder if you're seeing what you want to see…or if there's something more behind all of this." She paused, her voice softened. "Whatever it is, just be careful. Dreams can be powerful, but sometimes they blur the lines between what's real and what's not."
@neverendinqs asked ❛ just let me sleep for five more minutes. ❜ / from elena (kook) to summer, leah or zara
Leah hesitated for a moment, her fingers hovered over her arm as she gently shook her awake. The early morning light seeped through the curtains, casted a soft glow on her peaceful face. "Come on, Elena," she whispered softly, her voice tinged with both patience and a hint of amusement. "You said five more minutes, and I promise, I'll let you sleep as long as you want after that. But right now, we've got a busy day ahead." She paused, a small smile played on her lips, she knew how much she cherished these quiet moments of rest before the world demanded her attention.
@neverendinqs asked ❛ here, you look like you need this more than me right now. ❜ / from cleo to anyone
Zara looked down at the small, crumpled piece of paper in her hands, she felt the weight of the moment settle over her. She had been so wrapped up in her own worries that she hadn't even noticed Cleo approaching. When she gently offered her the warm, comforting cup of tea and whispered those words, her eyes welled up with tears. For a moment, she hesitated, unsure if she deserved this kindness, but then she took the cup, her fingers trembled. "Thank you," she whispered back, her voice thick with emotion. In that quiet exchange, she realized that sometimes, the smallest gestures could carry the greatest meaning, and reminded her that she wasn't alone, even in her darkest hours.
@neverendinqs asked 5-placing a cup of tea or coffee in front of them. / from barry to anyone
Leah glanced up as he placed the steaming cup of coffee in front of her, the gentle aroma filled the space between them. A soft smile adorned her features, she appreciated the quiet gesture, and reached out to wrap her fingers around the warm ceramic. "Thanks, Barry," she answered softly, her voice almost a whisper. "It's exactly what I needed right now." She took a careful sip, and felt the warmth spread through her, and for a moment, the world outside seemed to fade away. It was in these simple acts, like a cup of coffee, that she found a sense of comfort, a reminder that sometimes, the smallest gestures carried the greatest meaning. "You always seem to know," she uttered to herself.
@neverendinqs asked “If I kiss you right now… will you stop me?” / from barry to anyone
Zara's eyes widened slightly, a flicker of surprise and something deeper passed through her gaze. She took a slow breath, she felt the weight of his words that hung in the air between them. For a second, she wondered if this was a test, a dare, or just a reckless confession from him. Her lips parted, but no sound came out, only a quiet, hesitation. Then her eyes found his, her voice soft but steady, "If you kiss me right now, Barry, I can't promise I'll stop you. But I can promise you this, things will never be the same afterward."
@neverendinqs asked ❛ stop hogging the blanket! ❜ / from tyron (peterkin's son) to anyone
Leah rolled over with a sleepy groan, she tugged the blanket tighter around her shoulders. "Stop hogging the blanket, Tyron," she mumbled, her voice muffled by the fabric. She peeked at him through half-lidded eyes, a teasing smirk curled her lips. "You know I get cold too, right? Sharing is caring, or at least that's what they say." Despite her irritation, her tone was playful, and she reached out to tug the blanket back, she tried to steal a little more warmth for herself.
@neverendinqs asked quick, kiss me before they walk over here. / from ava (jb's sister) to either summer or willow to prevent some guy to approach them or something (doesn't have to mean anything)
Summer's cheeks flushed slightly as she glanced around, her heart raced. She knew Ava was joking, but the playful urgency in her voice made her pulse race. Without thinking, she leaned in, her lips brushed lightly against hers in a quick, stolen kiss. As she pulled back, she met Ava's eyes with a teasing smile, feeling a mix of nervousness and warmth. "Got it," she whispered softly, as she tried to keep her voice steady, knowing they had only moments before whoever she was trying to avoid arrived.
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"What am I doing? Just hanging out in the Cat's Ass, and drinking a beer."
"Sounds good, Jayj. The Cat's Ass, huh? That name always cracks me up. You alone over there, or should I swing by and keep you company? I've got nothing going on tonight," she stated hesitantly.
"Negativity? I gave you a compliment. It's not my fault that you can't handle it." Saxon rolled his eyes and then muttered to himself, but loud enough for her to hear it, "there goes the nice girl behavior. Someone's probably having 'that time of the month'."
Leah's eyes narrowed, as she took a slow breath to keep her composure. "Really, Saxon? That's your response? Just because I didn't fall for your little joke doesn't mean I'm having a 'month' thing. Maybe I'm just tired of the constant sarcasm and petty insults. If you want to be taken seriously, maybe try showing some respect instead of hiding behind cheap comments." She folded her arms, her voice calm but firm, clearly done with the back-and-forth. "But I guess that's too much to ask from someone who thinks kindness is a weakness."
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"it's not that unbelievable?" it made him laugh, as he looked between her and the episode they were now on. "right, okay, drag performers maybe. but isn't that the whole fucking point? they go out of their way to look completely different, and look fucking amazing doing it. but hannah montana? all she did was shove on a poorly made wig and normal, day to day, make up which changes nothing. at all. i mean look at her." he pointed towards the lack of effort that was staring them in the face. "the songs i annoyingly get. they're catchy as shit, but the drama?" his head turned towards her as she shifted closer, and without hesitation, he wrapped an arm comfortably around her. "oh, you got me. i've obviously always wanted to be myself by day and someone else by night. maybe we could try that sometime." his lips curled into a smirk as he leaned in closer. "i could be some famous rock star and you could be one of my groupies."
Summer chuckled at his laughter, she nestled deeper into the curve of his arm as the cheesy episode played on, her body relaxed against his warmth on the couch. "Okay, fine, drag queens are pros at transformation, but give Hannah some credit, she's got that whole secret identity vibe going for her," she defended playfully, her fingers traced lazy circles on his thigh. "And the drama? It's so over-the-top it's addictive. Like, who wouldn't want a double life full of catchy tunes and forbidden crushes?" She tilted her head to meet his gaze, her lips parted slightly as his smirk pulled her in, the flirtation sparked a familiar heat low in her stomach.
His suggestion sent a thrill coursing through her, and she bit her lower lip, she shifted so her leg draped over his, pressing closer with intent. "A rock star and his groupie? Sounds dangerous…and fun," she murmured, her voice dropped to a husky whisper as she leaned in, her breath brushed his ear. "I'd follow you backstage, beg for an encore, maybe even get on my knees to show my devotion. What would your famous self demand from a fan like me?" she queried, whilst her hand slid up his chest, her nails grazed lightly, her eyes locked with his in a challenge that promised the night could turn their fantasy into something far more tangible.