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does anyone know of good side hustles if you're really struggling? i just feel like i'm drowning. it's from my own poor decisions so i'm trying to be responsible to get myself out of it, but i just don't know where to start.
Ophelia fell silent, because the sudden shift in the room's energy was catching her off guard a little. She watched Zac as he moved closer to her, closing the final few inches of space between them. Her dark lashes fluttering only slightly as she tracked the movement of his smirk and the way his gaze dropped to her own lips. She could feel the heat radiating off him and it was almost starting to become too dizzying, but refused to waver or even blink. She let him see every bit of the riled up version of her he claimed to like so much, letting the frustration in her eyes melt into something much more hungry. She then let her own eyes drop to his lips, just long enough for him to register the intent, before locking back onto his gaze. Finally, the corners of her own lips quirked up, mirroring his smirk, but with a far more dangerous edge. She tilted her chin back up, inviting the closeness he was clearly insinuating at the moment. "Oh yeah?" She challenged. "Why don't you find out how much sexier I am in person than through screen, then? If you're brave enough to, of course."
The man knew as soon as he shifted his tone that the conversation would go one of two ways. That she'd either kick his ass away from her, which if this was the case he couldn't say that he'd blame her. Or if it were his preference, he'd like if she seemed to pick up the energy he was putting down for her. There was a moment after his comment of just how sexy she was that he held his breath to see which way she'd be tempted to take it, a thankful exhale escaping him once she seemed to not push him away immediately. But it was her following statement that seemed to make his knees buckle slightly, Zachariah somewhere between nervous and excited - where of which he wasn't certain he could identify. He welcomed the femme's presence in his intimate space, his lips hovering close enough to her own that she could likely feel the heat coming from his bated breath. "That depends on if I get to be just a viewer again, or if I get to co-star." With this the man stole a quick yet deep kiss from her lips, keeping his face just as close to hers after breaking apart. "Which would you give me the honor of today?"
MINKA KELLY as QUINN O'GRADY in Ransom Canyon (2025 — )
can i request y'all to cross your fingers that i don't crash out at work today? it would be greatly appreciated 🤗
continuation from here with @purplemccns
Lydia doesn't think much of it when she reaches for the female's hand. It's a busy street, and she got the instinct to hold Areum's hand, keep her close so people will not bump into her. An unexpected protective side? She has never really felt protective over someone ( except the children at daycare ), but the female has managed to bring it out. Overall, her old colleague has managed to bring out feelings she hasn't felt in a long time for someone, especially for a female. She has kept those feelings quiet, tried to ignore them, but each time they have spent time together, those feelings have come back, stronger. "I don't think your hand is cold." The femme states with a reassuring smile, and even squeezes her hand. "But if your hands are cold, should we go get coffee or something?"
There was a piece of Areum that wondered if despite the surprise from when Lydia had reached out for her hand, she wondered if it may have been a mistake. That if the reeling that had been brought to the forefront of her attention was simply because of the woman making a mistake that she had yet to realize. However it was when she not only didn't pull away but in fact squeezed her hand back that she understood that this wasn't the case. "That's good," she stated simply, uncertain of just what words to find since her thoughts were quicker than her lips could catch. "I'd like that though," a soft nod to go with her agreement, Areum glanced around to see if there were any places close enough to walk to. "Do you have a go to coffee bar?"
lack of interaction ≠ lack of interest. sometimes, life gets in the way, or my muse doesn't cooperate with me the way i want, or i'm simply too anxious to take the first step. but just because we currently don't have any interactions going, doesn't mean that i'm not interested in writing with you and your muse(s). maybe the perfect opportunity hasn't presented itself yet, or i couldn't think of a good enough plot but that never ever has anything to do with you. after all, we're mutuals for a reason and that's usually because i enjoy seeing you on my dash and would love to write with you ― whenever that may happen.
closed starter for @purplemccns for sophia & trenton, based on this.
she clapped her hands together, but barely, "yes, yes...we're all impressed by your bullshit and your charm, please go somewhere else. i am waiting for my boyfriend," she mumbled and downed another shot. the guy kept pushing and she narrowed her gaze at him. "are you deaf? is this better for you?" and she started signing for him to 'move the fuck on' and he just chuckled. his hand gripped her hip and her eyes widened before he was trying to pull her close. before she could even talk herself out of what to do, she was suddenly shoving herself into him and knocking him to the floor. she was throwing punch left after right, "WHEN A WOMAN SAYS NO, SHE FUCKING MEANS NO! GET THAT THROUGH YOUR STEROID ROTTED FUCKING BRAIN!" she shouted at him as she continued to hit him. moments later, she's being dragged off of him and she hears trenton's voice in her ear. "he wouldn't fucking leave me alone and tried to drag me away!"
it was rare that the man ever ran behind, especially to this degree, but he'd been having rather extended phone calls with his publicist with his book almost releasing. still, he knew that while his girlfriend did have a tendency to feel things rather strongly, there was only so much that could happen when she was among others in public - or so he thought. he quickly learned otherwise when entering the bar that this wasn't the case, the author somehow automatically knowing as soon as he stepped in just who was on the ground and who was throwing punches. and while he could see that her actions could likely be justified, he didn't want his girlfriend to catch assault charges or worse. picking up sophia from behind, it was almost like he was giving the femme a bear hug - albeit one that she was kicking and screaming in response to. still, he didn't end up setting the other down until they'd reached the front of the tavern, trenton hoping that the night air may help to calm her down. "baby, take a breath," he tried to encourage, turning the other around so that she was now facing him as he tried to lock her gaze with his own. "what's going on, what happened?"
🌙 || closed starter for @moonrvier from star lim
while the woman was more than ready to come home and help take care of her father, the man having made so many of his own sacrifices to help her get to where she was at now, she couldn't lie that by this time she was ready to get out of this town again. there were too many places with painful memories, not to mention faces she didn't want to see. because of this she tried making it her focus when having to leave her home in order to run places to stay on task. no dilly dallying, and definitely no catching up with anyone that seemed even remotely familiar. she'd left this place years ago and didn't plan on staying any longer than she needed to.
this was her plan when going to the hospital to arrange payments for her father's treatments, and she'd done pretty decent all the way up until catching the elevator to leave. she glanced at a passerby long enough for recognition to register in the other's face, star vaguely remembering it was a girl from her homeroom - though she wasn't planning on having any painful small talk today. the telltale sign of a voice calling her name made the woman walk faster, seeing the elevator closing mere feet in front of her. she wasn't certain which direction it was going, but she bounded onto the lift knowing anything was better than what would have come from that - or so she thought. a few heavy breaths escaped her as she tried to regain her composure, turning to face forward before half acknowledging the only other person, not realizing just who it happened to be. "sorry, crazy ex," she lied with a forced chuckle to try an explain her sudden sprint. clearing her throat, a beat passed before she actually took in the other standing beside her, eyes growing almost to size of saucers as she registered. "seungmin?"
6.7.10.15.20 💙
𝗨𝗡𝗨𝗦𝗨𝗔𝗟 𝗠𝗨𝗡 𝗤𝗨𝗘𝗦𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡𝗦 // Accepting !
6) what’s your “comfort trope” that you always fall back on?
i've always been a fan of mutual pining that is not realized the other is also pining. unmatched, god tier, we stan :') also it kind of goes hand in hand but friends to lovers, s-class type shit🙂↕️🙂↕️
7) do you ever write replies in your head while away from your device?
oh all the time! it's part of the reason that i struggle with taking so long to get back to some replies, because i try to remember what i already thought of in my brain and i'll sit there and rethink it 20 times over.
10) do you have a go-to “warm up” activity before writing?
does taking my vyvanse count? lmao🫣
15) do you prefer writing in silence or with background noise?
preferably background noise! i can do silence if i'm by myself, but there's usually some kind of something going on around me and it helps me concentrate. however, only if it's not a song, because if it's that i will undoubtedly get sidetracked by the music.
20) what’s the most surprising compliment you’ve gotten about your writing ?
honestly anytime someone reaches out and says they'd like to write with me it's surprising. i'm sure i've said it before, but i'm truly my own worst enemy when it comes to my writing, and so a lot of the time i don't see why others would want to write with me. but when i have partners reach out or come back because they're interested in further threads, i'm always happily surprised 💜
in this weekend so far i've been able to knock out 7 replies, queue 6 more and counting, and get to two ic inboxes (one of them being my last from pulling from my last account), AND that's on top of being mostly up to date with everyone ooc. i'm so happy y'all, i cannot describe 🥹🥹🥹 ty for being the best writing partners <3<3<3
drop this sunflower🌻 into the inboxes of the blogs that make you happy ! lets spread a little sunshine☀️
as always you help me in my rough times bb 🥹 you make me so happy too <3
what is emdash
sorry for the confusion! it's essentially just a type of punctuation in formatting. it's unfortunately been linked to a way of telling if something is "made from ai" as of recently (even though it's been around for much longer ofc), but it's like a normal dash but longer! so instead of this "-" you can make it look like this "—". i used to use semicolons a fair amount, but i've recently switched to the emdash and feel it looks cleaner. i hope that helps! 💜
guess who just figured out how to do the emdash on html so she doesn't have to go to google every time to copy it???
that's right, this bitch 🎉🎉
Kija clicked his tongue, avoidant in making eye contact with the other man. He could read him, easily, saw when he was dealing with something. And Kija hated talking about his problems, his issues. That just wasn't his thing. But he owed it to Theo, didn't he? That was his boyfriend, after all. "I fell." Which sounded not too dramatic. "I fell and tore a muscle, won't be skating anytime soon." More dramatic. And really, the championship was supposed to be his, everyone expected him to do well but now, now he would have to spend the championship in bed, on the couch, anywhere but not on the ice.
While he wasn't certain as to just what had been bothering the other, Theo wouldn't have expected such unfortunate news. He knew how much skating meant to the other, and so while his statement seemed so short - he could tell what emotions truly laid behind it. "Baby, I'm so sorry," he couldn't help to hold back. Sure it was likely the other didn't want his pity, but hopefully he understood that it came from a place more of care and concern as opposed to the former. "Is that what someone told you, that you won't be skating anytime soon? Or is that more so what you're worried about?" Theo was fairly certain he already knew this answer though, being a former stunt man knowing all about how intense a torn muscle could be.
tysm gif makers. i've attempted NUMEROUS times to gif and pretty much rage quit each time i try. y'all are the real mvps 💜