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open to: f/nb/m +18 muse: oliver murphy. manipulative, toxic, but oh-so-charming aspiring actor. absolute man-whore, all the red flags. connection: exes, a one night stand, fuckbuddies, fuckbuddies that had a falling out... open to taboo.
"You trying to make me jealous? It won't work." That was a lie, and Oliver could feel the heat rising in his chest. "But I can play along and throw a little fit for you—if that’s what you’re after."
open to: m/nb +18 muse: peter holm. 67-year-old veteran, recently divorced. raised conservative and in denial about his sexuality, he's just starting to explore by going to gay bars, though he's still hesitant. connection/plot: they’re at peter’s home, watching the game. they met at a bar, where peter made it clear he wasn’t looking for a sexual or romantic relationship, mostly because of his age. he's "past his prime". despite this, he still flirts and gets touchy from time to time. after a few drinks, the boundaries between them seem to blur.
"You're…" Peter's eyes locked onto the other's, his attention drifting from the game. He no longer cared, he stopped caring a while ago. "You're too young to be looking at me like that. Cut it out."
So who’d like a starter with this sunshine boi?
“Fucking hell!” Amelia exclaimed, raising her hands into the air as she turned to look at the other, her eyes wide while her heart raced in her chest. “Oh, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you!” She laughed as she slapped their arm, her cheeks red from the fright. “How the fuck did you get in my apartment?”
[[Possible connection: friend/best friend/boyfriend/husband]]
“I--I was... Attacked... On the way home...” Amelia panted, showing pulling back the jacket to show off the bloody wound on her shoulder. The blonde could be quite the little actress when she wanted to be & April fools was the perfect time to try out her skills. After a few minutes of keeping up the wounded act, the woman burst into laughter, pulling off the fake latex wound with a wide smile. “April fools! Got you, motherfucker!” She laughed loudly, her smile still wide as she looked at the other.
“All the junk food was on sale cause it’s Halloween, so I decided to stock up!” Amelia laughed as she walked into the living room, her arms full of a variety of snacks from lollipops to Pringles, she had bought the lot. “I know you’re judging me but I even bought your favourites so you can’t even be mad at me.” She smirked as she sat next to them on the couch, handing them a packet of their sweets.
@minovnoir liked for a starter!
Steeping into the shop Max wasted no time to start talking, “ Hi! Look uh, your store’s flower selection just really caught my eye the other day and well I wanted to ask that um- “
“ Would you mind if I draw here? You see I’m an apprentice tattooist at the store on the opposite side of the road “, he pointed over his shoulder to the direction of the shop.
