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Indie roleplay blog for a bunch of characters written by Trice Multimuse/verse/ship (she/her . 32 years old . gmt+2 . german)

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#dni.

Just Eira thinking about Dinny..

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#dinnyxeira.#unavernales #Spotify

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Wooyoung + his likeness ♡

#eira.

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WOOYOUNG 🐾 Logbook #216

#kija.#the alt emo bf

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"but i-- i really don't like horror movies, okay?" seriously! hy could barely get through the original sleeping beauty movie because the scene where poor aurora had pricked her finger had been so intense. it's embarrassing, but ondinea would rather admit their weakness than be caught hiding the entire time.

"do you promise it's not-- it's not a scary movie?"

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"It's not even a horror movie." Eira kept insisting it's not. Why would she make Dinny sit through a genre that was just too much for hy? Eira definitely enjoyed edging Dinny, teasing them, overstimulating hy. But he wouldn't make them watch something scary. "It's just a bit exciting but not horror at all." Eira let their head sink back into the backrest, teasingly putting a leg on their lap to keep Ondinea from getting up and leaving. "Sit, enjoy the movie. We already have drinks and snacks and you don't need to be anywhere else but here."

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"you look hot, too." harvey replies without missing a beat. doori always looks insanely hot to him, though. all soft curves and intense eyes. he remembers seeing doori for the first time in the crowd and knowing he had to have him. true to his word, harvey has doori.

when she presses her finger to his lips, the frontman takes her hand and laves his tongue over her knuckles. nibbles a bit too hard before pulling away and dashing to their makeshift dressing rooms so doori doesn't swat at him. as soon as he crosses the threshold, furious (ever the wingman) is tossing him a package of wet wipes to wipe himself down. there's no (working) showers in the venue so it's better than nothing. he's wiping himself down as acacia watches judgmentally from her seat in the corner.

"i clean up nice, huh?" harvey asks doori with a cocky smile. sprays himself with some cologne and borrows a clean-ish shirt from lauriel. the bassist is lighting up a cigarette and offers one from he rpack to doori. doori's the unofficial (official) band gf and the rest of the members have taken to him well. they like his spunk and that he doesn't let harvey get away with too much bullshit.

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Doori would roll her eyes at a comment like this, him being disgusting didn't change the fact that she considered Harvey insanely hot, but Doori had limits and making out with Harvey smelling like beer was definitely scratching at them. "Eww." Grimacing Doori wiped her hand clean with the hem of the shirt he was wearing, immediately rushing after Harvey like prey. She's following into the dressing room, watches, contently, at Harveys attempt to get cleaned up a bit. Made her feel some pride when he was doing what she told him, not in a weird bossy way or because he got off on giving orders, it simply meant that Harvey cared about her opinion and saw her boundaries, respected them.

"Good boy." She coos with a wink while looking for where to sit down. Happily she would take the cigarette from Lauriel, giving her a wink and blowing a kiss before lighting it up. It's a lifestyle, not the most healthy but she likes it, never overdoing it, just, slightly, being part of it. Maybe it was a phase, maybe all of this was, but while it lasted, she enjoyed it.

Once Harvey looks good enough and smells better then before, the cat comes closer once more, stealing a kiss, then making a show of smelling on him. There is a nod of approval. "Good enough for now, will drag you to a shower later." A promise and she hands him his cigarette to take a drag. "Loved the little change you made to the lyrics." Doori listened, Doori noticed and Doori would compliment. She simply liked complimenting the handsome frontman. And well, seeing Harvey all cleaned up for her never failed to make her horny, but Harvey wanted to party a bit and so, well, they would have to stay a bit longer.

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they just got off the stage and harvey feels alive. nerve is alight. feels like his body if firing nothing but adrenaline and lovelovelove. love for their fans, love for his bandmates, love for the music they make. love for his beautiful, wonderful, handsome, amazing girlfriend who waits diligently for him backstage. when he sees doori, harvey goes in for a kiss far too deep and intimate and wanting to be had in semi-public. he doesn't care. when he pulls away, he thumbs over the pulse point of doori's neck.

the frontman is disgusting right now: bare chest sticky with blood and sweat and beer. he knows doori will bitch but the night's still young.

"you wanna stay and party for a bit? then we can head back." he ducks to press a dry kiss to the other's shoulder. gives her butt an excited pat pat pat pat. "c'mon, c'mon. i've got the good stuff."

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These shows were wild, there was no other word to describe them. Doori wasn't necessarily a die hard fan of music like this. Actually, she got to one of their shows by accident, then noticed how hot Harvey was and then decided to just keep going there. The show was.. disgusting. Yet mostly the vibe of these shows was carefree and people seemed to be just unapologetically themselves at their show. Since bagging Harvey, Doori wasn't as often in the crowd, usually more backstage, waiting to take home the singer.

She doesn't pull away when Harvey comes his way, when he takes hold of the cat and kisses them. Easily Doori returned the kiss, passionately, needy, horny. She was mostly always horny when it came to Harvey. And still, she grimaces a bit when her gaze dropped to his chest. "You're disgusting." No hesitation. "And you smell." Not good. She was a cat, they loved clean and they preferred a good scent.

"Will you shower first before we party?" Because party sounded amazing, whatever good stuff Harvey had should be shared with her but spending time with her messy sticky boyfriend sounded anything but good. "I guess I will only stay around for some party if you shower.. or well, at least get cleaned." She kissed the tip of her index finger and middle finger before placing it against Harveys lips.

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May 16, 2026 | Noeul Nuttarat

#sun.

komposisi

🎟️ for a moodboard — jaemin & zakiel ( @rainyearning )

#komposisi #keep.#he loves and he needs him

vatrenirivali

1x05 | I'll Believe In Anything

#amarian.

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"what are you thinking about?" power approaches the stranger with a crooked smile, one dimple etched into his cheek in amusement. the artist hasn't seen him at his exhibitions before. usually power's audience was loyal if not gawking, and the new pretty face seemed to be doing neither. power looks at what the other is looking at: the culminated footage of power playing russian roulette every day for thirty days. he had only blown his brains out twice. the audience would assume it was hollywood movie magic. they would praise him on how realistic his gore would be. power thought it was cute.

"does it bore you?" he's genuinely curious. pretty people always made him curious.

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Sun had spent plenty of time visiting exhibitions just to get a hold of what humanity actually was. Usually it was paintings, centuries old, voices of generations, ever changing lifestyles. It was easier to pretend to be one of them if he got to understand them as a whole and therefore, he needed to learn about them all. But then, art changed and Sun clearly had a preference for exhibitions like this, that fell out of the pretty and normal, nothing about this was pretty and normal.

He had looked at a few pieces, recently stopped at.. this. He had his head tilted to the side. He was someone that stood out, never feeling like blending in because that type of behavior bored him. Sun liked fashion that was different, that let him feel a bit different because that didn't seem bad to him. This exhibition stood out too. He scrunched up his nose. "It's real." He pointed out, not looking away from the artpiece when he was approached. "I have smelled it before." He had been around for some time and yes, he knew the smell of brain, the smell of blood. "But it has me think if you're a clever murderer or if this carries another secret." He smirked, then looked at the other. Handsome. Maybe he would copy the dimple sometime. "Is the least boring exhibition I've been to."

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