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MUSE AESTHETIC — ROMANCE/SEX EDITION

BOLD ANY THAT APPLY TO YOUR MUSE/THEIR HABITS ITALICIZE ANY OF YOUR MUSE’S TURN-ONS/LIKES STRIKE ANY OF YOUR MUSE’S TURN-OFFS/DISLIKES Feel free to add to the list! REPOST, don’t reblog

heterosexual. homosexual. bisexual. pansexual. demisexual. asexual. monogamous. polyamorous. long term relationships. casual relationships. aromantic. rough partner. loud partner. growling/screaming partner. crying. sobbing. gentle. tender. whispers.moaning. touching others. touching self. being touched. lingering caresses. kisses. french kisses. licking. nibbling. biting. scratching. hair pulling. dominance. submission. power play. struggles. wrestling. hugs. cuddling. shower/bath sex. up against a wall. being held down. breasts. butts. legs. thighs. feet. hands. ears. eyes. hips. love bites. innuendo. choking. breath play. bondage. leather. silk. velvet. lace. orgasm denial. being watched. watching others. half-clothed. bared skin. teasing. indoors. outdoors. public. private. lingerie. stockings. corsets

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[stuntedheart]

when the wizard gets to me, i’m asking for a smaller heart.

                                           indie original character teo yanez.

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SOME THINGS HAVE CHANGED.

Please please PLEASE read my new bio and rules, as parts of Teo’s story have changed to coincide with another OC I have. I’m really excited to write more stuff and build both their characters, and I’d appreciate you reading the updated version <3

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Jon Kortajarena

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        “DIDJA MISS ME?”

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REPOST! Do NOT reblog, please.

AESTHETIC MEME ! —— List your muse’s aesthetic. Anyone can do this. List your muse’s aesthetic from tastes, smells, outfits & sceneries. Add as many subjects as you like, it can help with people tagging you in aesthetically pleasing things towards your muse!

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TASTES.

mom’s home cooking. molé. fresh cold brew coffee, taken black. the addicting sting of hot cheetos. full flavored american spirits. pan dulce on a sunday morning, bought before the after-church rush.

SMELLS.

cigarettes. lake michigan on a warm day. grass after it’s first cut of the year. coffee beans after you’ve pressed grind. dog breath, waking you up every morning. 

SIGHTS.

a mess of paper and canvas sprawled out in a studio. the bean, reflecting a dozen families taking selfies. hoards of fans at a meetup, eager to give gifts and take pictures. green grass and tall trees during the early summer months. pictures of a girl he can’t bear to throw away, shoved under a few books.

OUTFITS.

paint splatters on every piece of clothing. converse and vans in a rainbow. band tees, well loved and ragged. beanies. ear tunnels, the purple ones that rarely leave his ears. no-snag rubber bands. soft, well beat up jeans. 

OTHER.

“i love you, daddy!” coming from the other end of the phone. watching the band practice. his brother’s smile, too similar to his own. a sense of longing that can be quelled with material things, but not for long. 

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ok one more because this is my favorite teo “happy face” that he’s ever made

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tfw u were a pop punk prince with a scene queen girlfriend and then you turned into a giant steaming pile of hipster trash while your girlfriend became a giant goth and now you have a smol child to take care of

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when the wizard gets to me, i'm asking for a smaller heart.

                                           indie original character teo yanez.

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He still loved her. 

Every bit of his being rallied against that truth, but there were nights where he reached over to the left side of the bed, and grasped at nothing when her frame should be there. There are days where, even though the house isn’t quiet, it’s not filled with anything vaguely familiar. 

It’s been four years, almost five, since they mutually agreed to end their relationship.

That’s what they tell people, at least. That’s what the media knows.

It had been a particularly bad point. His grandmother’s death had devastated him, making life miserable for Cassie as well. He knew it. The only reason he ever came home at that point was to see James. She had no idea how to deal with him or his hot-and-cold personality. 

“You have to leave.” She hadn’t said hello, or asked about his day that evening, just told him something they both knew. James wasn’t there. Probably for the best. He packed up what he could, and went back to his mom’s house. There, at least he had a room to sit and wallow in his self-pity, and a place to paint in silence when he needed to.

When Wayne came along, he had lost it. The two exchanged fists once Cassie had admitted to seeing him while Teo and her were still together. He cried a lot that day. 

That was four years ago. Cassie and Wayne married not long after, and they had just recently had their first child. Cassie was a homemaker, something she had often stuck her tongue out at the mere mention of. She was happy, and was loved. 

 And he still loved her. He was still alone. 

[scorsesefilms]

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kisses Teo on the mouth

     The embrace lasts only a few seconds, but long enough to get a good taste of what he’s MISSED. Calloused hands wrap around her waist, pulling her in enough to make sure she stays for just a bit longer. His face nuzzles into the crook of her neck, a happy sigh emanating from him.

     “And what was THAT for, hm?” 

[3dtrash]

relationship status: i am mean

[wondirection]

sometimes i catch myself being salty and im like damn????? take a nap?????

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          “Mm. Same to you.” An eyebrow raised, Teo’s tan hands creeping closer to the curve of her back. “You sure you want to get up so soon? It’s only–” he glanced quickly to the digital clock on the end table, “–ten thirty.”

[tentaciiion]

“Not really. The morning can wait really, but not this moment.” Cynthia brushes her lips against Teo’s lips, and nuzzles her nose against his playfully. “Besides–” she murmurs, wiggling closer to him. “Isn’t today your day off?”

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          An appreciative murmur slips out of his mouth, sweeping a few strands of her dark hair out of her face before nuzzling into her neck. “So it is.” His voice was slightly muffled, but a cheeky grin spread as he kissed her below her ear. “If I remember, Max and Joaquin aren’t going to be back from San Francisco until late tonight, so we’ve got all day to do nothing.”

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He still loved her. 

Every bit of his being rallied against that truth, but there were nights where he reached over to the left side of the bed, and grasped at nothing when her frame should be there. There are days where, even though the house isn’t quiet, it’s not filled with anything vaguely familiar. 

It’s been four years, almost five, since they mutually agreed to end their relationship.

That’s what they tell people, at least. That’s what the media knows.

It had been a particularly bad point. His grandmother’s death had devastated him, making life miserable for Cassie as well. He knew it. The only reason he ever came home at that point was to see James. She had no idea how to deal with him or his hot-and-cold personality. 

“You have to leave.” She hadn’t said hello, or asked about his day that evening, just told him something they both knew. James wasn’t there. Probably for the best. He packed up what he could, and went back to his mom’s house. There, at least he had a room to sit and wallow in his self-pity, and a place to paint in silence when he needed to.

When Wayne came along, he had lost it. The two exchanged fists once Cassie had admitted to seeing him while Teo and her were still together. He cried a lot that day. 

That was four years ago. Cassie and Wayne married not long after, and they had just recently had their first child. Cassie was a homemaker, something she had often stuck her tongue out at the mere mention of. She was happy, and was loved. 

 And he still loved her. He was still alone. 

[stuntedheart]

stahp with your bum

make me