even the hardest substance can be broken

[rxcklxssabandonx]

rxcklxssabandonx is a semi-selective, high activity, multiship and multimuse rp blog, penned by sierra (35, cst)

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[ofginjxints]

Jonathan sucked in air through his teeth. He supposed this was kind of what he wanted. Some kind of ultimatum. There was no fucking way Marvin was interested in him in the same way. He had made it clear from the start what it was. If only Jonny knew how to switch that part of his brain off. Unfortunately for him he wanted this cocky brat.

"I'm gonna go." He winced internally when he heard himself say it out loud.

He didn't want to, but he knew he had to. Call it self-preservation. There was something tugging in his chest as he broke eye contact with Marvin and pushed himself up off the bed to get himself dressed again. Great conversation to have post-fuck.

[rxcklxssabandonx]

"alright." the word comes out flat, maybe hiding some kind of lingering annoyance, but marvin doesn't dwell. he's kind of used to it, after all. people want him, for his money, for his body, for little things, but they never stick around long enough to want marvin for himself, for all of the stupid shit he likes or the bad music he listens to when he's cleaning or the shitty jokes he tells. so watching jonny get up, marvin only really feels cold and detached, like he's watching it happen to someone else. he'll feel it later.

when he's alone again.

he's already moving toward the nightstand, where he has cigarettes scattered across haphazardly, and moves to light one. "glad i could be a source of entertainment for you for a while. i suppose i've been worse for people. do you need cab fare home or whatever?"

[bluevclentines]

"oh my god." he lets out a disbelieving laugh, burying his face in his hands. "you know what, i teach history. and i know the value of documentation." he sighs. "modern people like us are so lucky we can easily create video evidence of us having a great night. so i won't tell you to delete it. but you better keep it to yourself!" he chuckles again. "i'm up for that next. the yoga, not the red bulls." his buoyant mood subdues a little when she seems genuinely embarrassed by his teasing. tone softens as he says, "and i really do appreciate your protectiveness, d. you know how to make a 36-year-old man feel so special." still teasing, really, but he hopes she can sense how fond he is of her.

[rxcklxssabandonx]

at the very least, her protective nature is seemingly coming off as friendly. as a lingering feeling of a best friend who only wants what's best for someone, instead of the insane and white hot jealousy that it actually kind of is. delaney has spent a very long time learning how to manage the crush that has turned into some full blown feelings for victor, and it would be a bit stupid to go blowing all of that up now over some random guy at a bar. and hell, if victor tells her that he wants to go home with someone, she's not going to stop him. she'll sulk about it quietly, but she'll back off. "yeah, well. we were both a little sauced, and i didn't want you running off with someone if you weren't fully coherent. you would have done the same for me if i was getting hit on, i hope. sadly, the only guy hitting on me last night was the bartender, and i've already been there, done that, so..." her nose wrinkles a bit, and she shakes her head. "anyway, i'm ordering us greasy diner breakfast."

[bluevclentines]

he lets out a chuckle at that. "could never be me. i like being comfy," he says. but he adores that about her, her stubbornness or tenacity, whichever word you prefer. "can't i be the big spoon?" he flexes a tattooed arm. "i know i'm the nerdy one but i'm strong, i swear. i don't just sit in front of my computer all the time." he freezes when she asks to know how his dreams about her end. "it doesn't always end in sex," he mumbles. just most of the time. more loudly, he says, "i mean... that's confidential information!"

[rxcklxssabandonx]

the mumbling is a bit annoying, because daisy doesn't quite catch what he says, and the pout that forms on her lips is immediate and obvious. "that's not fair! you can't just say you dream about me and not tell me what happens. i've totally told you about that time i dreamed about you being a prince and us doing a whole ass retelling of cinderella." the pout lingers, but she still rolls over and faces away from him, a little huff slipping through her nose. "come on then, big spoon. show me how strong you are while you keep your secrets."

[bluevclentines]

rose doesn't flinch, and hardly blinks, when duri shows off her skills with the knife. she observes every little motion intently. when the display is done, she has to take a few moments to collect herself. "...that lucky bastard," she finally says. despite the reasons provided, a man with the personality of oatmeal pulling duri continues to puzzle rose. "i don't believe in ghosts, but maybe you could change my mind." she leans in closer. "tell me a story about one of your antiques."

[rxcklxssabandonx]

an eyebrow quirks, and she takes note of the words without responding to them. becoming close to people, real people, is a more dangerous game than being aloof and distant and mildly confusing to them. some people linger, even when she's got walls higher than everest, but eventually they grow tired of the mysterious act she puts on as well. so while she clocks something, she chooses to let it slide for rose's safety, and her own. instead, her body moves to lean back and grab a music box from a low shelf behind her. "the little girl that used to own this only wanted to be a ballerina. it plays a little bit of swan lake. leave the thing unattended in a dark room, you might just hear the swan theme playing, or see a flash of a little girl doing a wobbly spin."

[greatdividcs]

"i'll be sure to tell them that the next time someone starts writing things on you. be more accurate." science, math... it's all the same to flynn — and unlike damocles, he is a drinker, so the soreness is both familiar and numbing enough that he's not shocked to be soaking in the feeling, laying still on the couch as he watches him pick up, expression cool and admittedly, a bit unmoored. "...you don't have to do that. i'll pick up later," he says eventually, face turning towards the couch, somehow both a little red and pale at the same time. he won't pick up later, he'll hire someone, but again: same difference.

[rxcklxssabandonx]

"i'm already here and i'm already picking up. why fuss over it?" he doesn't stop, mostly because he's a bit worried that if he does, he's going to keel over. every muscle in his body is screaming at him, some of them so loudly that he thinks he might need some kind of medical intervention, and the moving around is the only thing that seems to be loosening them up at all. eyes dart over to look at flynn for a moment, linger in a way that would be embarrassing if the other was bothering to look at him back. "you alright? need water? you look like more than one truck ran over you? and here i thought you were supposed to be good at this partying thing."

[taggedmemes]

DISCOVERIES!

reverse it, switch it up a bit, do whatever you want!

[ 01 ] sender discovers receiver trying to take care of their own wound very badly.

[ 02 ] sender discovers receiver trying to see something on their body with the aid of a hand mirror.

[ 03 ] sender discovers receiver attempting an ineffective 'home cure' for their illness.

[ 04 ] sender discovers receiver trying to style their hair but failing.

[ 05 ] sender discovers receiver precariously carrying way too much.

[ 06 ] sender discovers receiver doing home improvement incorrectly / dangerously.

[ 07 ] sender discovers receiver sitting outside after getting locked out.

[ 08 ] sender discovers receiver sitting on the ground trying to attract a street cat.

[ 09 ] sender discovers receiver looking at rings in a jewelry store.

[ 10 ] sender discovers receiver crying alone.

[ 11 ] sender discovers receiver dancing in their underwear.

[ 12 ] sender discovers receiver throwing something across the room.

[ 13 ] sender discovers receiver eating the sender's leftovers.

[ 14 ] sender discovers receiver writing / drawing in their journal.

[ 15 ] sender discovers receiver building a pillow fort.

[ 16 ] sender discovers receiver fast asleep in a weird spot.

[ 17 ] sender discovers receiver yelling at the television / a video game.

[ 18 ] sender discovers receiver terrified of a small bug.

[ 19 ] sender discovers receiver baking / cooking in a messy kitchen.

[ 20 ] sender discovers receiver trying to move something way too heavy.

[ 21 ] sender discovers receiver on the floor after they fell.

[ 22 ] sender discovers receiver drinking their fifth cup of coffee of the day.

[ 23 ] sender discovers receiver curled up on the bathroom floor after being sick.

[ 24 ] sender discovers receiver playing with fire, literally.

[ 25 ] sender discovers receiver snooping around where they shouldn't be.

[ 26 ] sender discovers receiver wrapping a present for sender.

[ 27 ] sender discovers receiver rearranging the room yet again.

[ 28 ] sender discovers receiver watching the latest episode without sender.

[ 29 ] sender discovers receiver with their head in the freezer trying to cool off.

[ 30 ] sender discovers receiver soaking wet with no obvious explanation.

[vaememes]

  some  one  word  prompts .    (    send   one   of   the   words   for   our   muses   to   interact   based   off   that   word   )

goodbye :  my  muse  kissing  and/or  hugging  your  muse  goodbye.

secrets :   my  muse  sharing/confiding  their  deepest,  darkest  secret  with  your  muse.

nightmare :   my  muse  coming  to  your  muses  aid  when  they  awake  from  a  nightmare.

push :   my  muse  pushing  your  muse  out  of  the  way  of  danger.

embrace :   my  muse  abruptly  throwing  their  arms  around  your  muse,  hugging  them  tightly.

bloody :   my  muse  coming  to  your  muse  with  blood  stains  on  their  clothes  and  hands,  shaking.

drunk :   my  muse  takes  care  of  your  muse  while  they  are  in  a  drunken  state.

bed :   my  muse  wakes  up  in  the  same  bed  as  your  muse  with  little  recollection  of  the  night  before.

slap :   my  muse  slaps  your  muse  across  the  face  out  of  anger.

gone :   my  muse  stays  by  your  muses  side  while  they  take  their  last  breath.

scream :   my  muse  hears  your  muse  scream  and  quickly  runs  to  their  side.

sleep :   my  muse  falls  asleep  on  your  muse,  making  it  hard  for  my  muse  to  leave.

stalk :   my  muse  gets  caught  by  your  muse  trailing  behind  them,  watching  them.

sacrifice :   my  muse  jumps  in  front  of  your  muse,  sacrificing  their  life  for  your  muses  life.

trail :   my  muse  watches  as  your  muse  traces  one  of  my  muses  scares,  asking  them  about  it.

love :   my  muse  confronts  your  muse  about  why  they  never  say  ’ i  love  you ’  back.

piggyback :   my  muse  jumps  on  your  muses  back,  my  muse  gives  yours  a  piggyback  ride.

jump :   my  muse  runs  to  your  muse  and  jumps  up,  my  muse  holding  yours  up  by  their  thighs.

dance :   my  muse  holds  their  hand  out,  waiting  for  your  muse  to  come  out  and  slow  dance  with  them.

carry :   my  muse  carries  your  muse  to  their  house,  either  drunk,  or  a  weakened  state,  can  specify. 

lighter :   my  muse  pulls  out  a  lighter  and  lights  it  for  your  muse  to  use  to  light  their  cigarette.

shot :   my  muse  gets  shot  and  struggles  to  your  muses  house  for  aid.

wound :   my  muse  patches  and  bandages  a  wound  your  muse  has  gotten.

fight :   my  muse  stops  your  muse  from  getting  into  a  physical  fight  with  someone  else.

arrest :   your  muse  finds  my  muse  arrested  in  cuffs  with  swarming  police  everywhere.

hospital :   my  muse  awakens  in  a  hospital,  finding  your  muse  by  their  side,  asking  what  happened.

gun :  my  muse  pulls  out  a  gun  on  your  muse,  your  muse  tries  to  talk  them  into  putting  the  gun  down. 

betrayal :  my  muse  finds  out  that  your  muse  has  betrayed  them  in  same  way  and  confronts  them  about  it.

nude :  my  muse  walks  in  on  your  muse  accidentally  seeing  them  naked.

karaoke :  my  muse  pulls  your  muse  up  on  stage  with  them  to  sing  some  karaoke  songs. 

laughter :   my  muse  hears  your  muse  laughing  uncontrollably  and  approaches  to  see  if  they  are  okay.

murder :   my  muse  walks  in  on  your  muse  committing  a  gruesome  murder.

wet :   my  muse  strips  down  to  their  under  garments  and  runs  into  the  water,  motioning  for  your  muse  to  join  them.

[bluevclentines]

"i can only hope no one there filmed me when i was dancing." somehow, the fact that he can dance makes it worse. it's so not his brand, to be that guy who's tearing up the club dancefloor. "no, not again. not for another month, delaney. i'm younger than you but i don't know where you get that energy." he teases, "did you get that dude's number, though? you seemed really annoyed when he was flirting with me."

[rxcklxssabandonx]

"i hate to crush your hopes and dreams, but i filmed it. just a little though! and it's for personal use only and no one else will ever see it, i swear!" she quickly tucks her phone under her, just to be safe, to keep that precious video for at least a little while longer. then again, it's not as if he doesn't know her password, if he wants it gone, he can make it disappear. "honestly? it's the yoga. first thing in the morning, wake up with the sun, get good and stretched out, feel energized for the rest of the day." there's a pause, one where her cheeks flood with a bit of color. "that and the three redbulls, probably. anyway-- uh.. no. i didn't get his number. i wasn't interested in him. he just seemed really... into you. i was more protective mode than annoyed mode."

[bluevclentines]

"you are not sleeping on the floor, dais. don't be ridiculous." he sighs, glancing down at his bed. "it's not that big. i mean, we could fit if we're cuddling." still inebriated from the night out they had, he blurts out, "am i dreaming right now? jeez, i must be. i've had multiple dreams that start like this."

[rxcklxssabandonx]

"that's not ridiculous. ridiculous is that time i fell asleep on top of a washing machine. i think it was to prove a point. can't be assed to remember what the point was at the moment." she falls onto the mattress with a bit of a thud, a giggle slipping out of her as she spreads her arms open and wiggles her fingers at him. "come on, then. cuddle time. i'm actually a really good human teddy bear, and my feet only get a little cold, so you'll probably be alright." she blinks, and then sits up a little on her elbow. "you have dreams about me? now you have to tell me how they end."

[bluevclentines]

"you're way gutsier than i would've expected," rose says. maybe even braver than herself. it was hot, honestly. "i guess all that freaky vintage stuff at your shop has desensitized you." she scoffs. "why are you dating that loser? i don't think he can catch up with all this cool shit you do."

[rxcklxssabandonx]

"gutsy, certainly a way to put it." she flips the knife in her hand, lets the handle land beautifully against her palm before stabbing it gently into the wood of the counter and letting it rest there, wobbling a bit on it's point. "he's convenient. i think things that are convenient." he's a cover, and that's part of what makes him so convenient, but it's not as if she can tell rose that. instead, she shrugs her shoulders and pulls a bottle from under the counter to place between them. "most of them are haunted, you know. those freaky vintage things. that's the appeal of them."

[prxfessors]

"You don’t need me to tell you that. He’s a fool to let you go," gentle fingers comb Cordelia’s hair behind her ear. Noah then swallows, throat working visibly. "... I would argue we are both benefiting." He raises an eyebrow, the corner of his mouth curving into that knowing half-smile. "And I believe it’s my turn." Without another word he slips under the covers. Warm lips press slow kisses along her abdomen, as he settles between her legs, hands sliding up her thighs to hold her open. "Mm... Alright, you are very pretty."

[rxcklxssabandonx]

it doesn't take much for delia to lean in and steal a kiss from those smug lips, something grazing and gentle and teasing all at once, before her eyes are rolling and she's pulling back a bit. "i never argued against my benefits, i was simply reminding you of yours." though she wants to say more, she realizes a blink too late that he's already disappeared under the blanket and her body reacts to his lips against her skin before her brain can do it, back arching slightly to meet his grazing lips, fingers already twisting through his hair and brushing it back while a leg moves to hook around his shoulder. "show me how pretty and i might even cook you breakfast in the morning."

[etxrnaleclipse]

Cont. from @rxcklxssabandonx || Andy and Donny (x)

"That so?" Andy raised an eyebrow as he asked the question, observing the other man for a moment before approaching the question. "Would you believe I'm down for the very same? Four siblings, but apparently one not-straight kid is one too many." He gave a small shrug of his shoulders and poured himself a shot, knocking it back with ease. "It is what it is, though, right?"

[rxcklxssabandonx]

"s'alright, though. disappointing my ma has kind of become like a hobby at this point. she's mostly reached some kind of whacked out nirvana about the whole gay thing, but now it's 'oh, you're not dating a doctor' or 'what about a nice man a little closer to your age' as if my dating thirty year olds is going to cause the planet to implode or something." his eyes roll as he finishes off his drink, setting the empty glass down and letting his finger trace the rim of it almost rhythmically. "i think she sometimes forgets that i'm independantly wealthy and i don't need to date a doctor or a lawyer to be comfortable."

[bupagentkent]

If we ship something (or our characters otherwise have a very developed relationship romantic or not) know that I definitely want to talk about it. All the time. I am totally willing to talk headcanons, scenarios, do plotting, all of that– but I don’t want to seem like I’m being pushy by bringing our muses’s relationship up. I just want to know that if I do talk about that sort of stuff with our characters that I don’t come off as annoying… Or seem like all that I’m thinking about is our ship. If you do let me know it’s okay to talk about it whenever, though, totally expect me to send you anything I think of when it comes to our muses relationship! There’d certainly be no shortage of things to talk about. I just want to make sure that you’re just as engaged in it as I am.

[poohsources]

🐝  *  ―  𝑪𝑨𝑹𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑻𝑺. (  add " + " to reverse the action.  )

❛  do you want to tell me about your day?  ❜ ❛  here, you look like you're freezing.  ❜ ❛  i love you just the way you are, and i'm here to remind you of that whenever you need to hear it.  ❜ ❛  i promise i'll always be here if you need me.  ❜ ❛  i wish i could take away all your pain.  ❜ ❛  i'll stand by you, no matter what challenges may come our way.  ❜ ❛  i'm gonna make sure nothing bad will ever happen to you.  ❜ ❛  if you need a shoulder to lean on or someone to listen, i'm here.  ❜ ❛  if you need someone to talk to i'm always just one phone call away.  ❜ ❛  it's okay. i've got you. you're safe now.  ❜ ❛  it's okay to feel this way, we've all been there.  ❜ ❛  it's okay to lean on others for support occasionally.  ❜ ❛  just let me take care of you for a bit.  ❜ ❛  no matter what happens, you'll always have a place in my heart.  ❜ ❛  what do you need me to do to make you feel better?  ❜ ❛  you can always ask me for help if you need it.  ❜ ❛  you just relax and let me do the rest. you deserve a break.  ❜ ❛  you look like you could use a hug.  ❜ ❛  you're always taking care of me so no it's my turn to return the favor.  ❜ ❛  you're not alone in this. i'm here for you, no matter what.  ❜

[ blanket ] sender draping a blanket over receiver's shoulders [ breaths ] sender helping receiver to calm down by using breathing techniques [ compliment ] sender complimenting receiver to make them smile [ cry ] sender offering receiver a shoulder to cry on [ gift ] sender giving receiver a small gift [ hand ] sender holding receiver's hand while they're walking [ hug ] sender pulling receiver into a tight embrace [ injured ] sender helping an injured receiver with everyday tasks [ jokes ] sender trying to make receiver laugh [ kindness ] sender surprising receiver with random acts of kindness [ massage ] sender giving receiver a shoulder massage to tend to their sore muscles [ patterns ] sender drawing random patterns on receiver's skin [ pillow ] sender offering receiver to use them as a pillow [ scars ] sender gently tracing receiver's scars [ sick ] sender bringing a sick receiver whatever they need ( food / medicine / etc. ) [ steady ] sender wrapping an arm around receiver's waist to steady them [ support ] sender quietly sitting down next to receiver to let them know they're there [ touch ] sender letting receiver know they're there through simple touch [ warmth ] sender pulling receiver into their arms to share body heat [ wound ] sender cleaning / bandaging receiver's wound(s)

[rxcklxssabandonx]

continued from here for @bluevclentines

"yeah, okay, but you had an amazing time, and you were a hit on that dance floor. i'm honestly surprised that i managed to drag you home and that you weren't whisked off with one of those hotties that were hitting on you." hopefully, he doesn't remember the part where delaney became like a territorial raptor and started snapping. she's a little too embarrassed to admit it out loud. "be that as it may, you had fun, and we're definitely gonna do that again soon."

[rxcklxssabandonx]

continued from here for @bluevclentines

"no, that won't do." her head falls sideways, and though her eyes are having trouble focusing, she manages, somehow, to lock on stevie with what she hopes is one of those signature grins that everyone says makes her look sweet as pie or whatever. "i'm not taking your bed. it's a big enough bed for the both of us, i bet. we can share, or i'm sleeping on the floor. these are my terms and conditions."