#anterogene

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♡ — ;; lily presents: a follow forever !

hello ! since this blog has hit its next hundred, i’d like to make a little list of amazing people that you should follow !! p.s: this list also includes followers of my other blogs ! this list is in no particular order :)

— the main baes ; people that i always interact with.

@indiepuck / @fakedfun / @amultitudeofmuses / @anterogene​ / @ssssssteph​

these people are absolute sweethearts. if you’re not following them, wyd ??? their rping is always A+ and their personalities are A++ as well, you’ll definitely love them all. they’re really nice people and are absolutely precious and i love them to death.

— the people that i have been rping with ; y’all are amazing !!

@blkrngr / @brokenmvses / @rvngers / @notjustoneofyourmanytoys / @nauqhtv / @fckxillusion / @formidablesouls / @remindcrs / @darkillusixn / @azuboy / @bloodyknucklesx / @ephcmcrals / @pcrfectscore / @turbiidus / @striptreason / @ghculboy / @yourcrazymuses / @insatiablelilith 

— to the rest of my followers that i have yet to interact with, i do enjoy seeing you on my dash and i hope that we’ll interact soon !! if i have missed out anyone, it wasn’t my intention and please know that i love all of you ♡

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headcanons — olivgeny edition oo1 ; @anterogene

o1. when oliver told yevgeny that he’s a doctor, yevgeny thought that he was being kinky. turns out that oliver is a real doctor and he’s pretty much amazed by this fact.

o2. their first meeting was at a club and he’s shitfaced, yevgeny almost throwing up on oliver’s shoes (thankfully that didn’t happen) and his friends had already ditched him, leading to headcanon number 1, when oliver said, “I’m a doctor, I know what I’m doing, let me help.” 

o3. oliver would always bring yevgeny on dates that are too ‘fancy’ for him and he would always feel bad because he doesn’t deserve to have nice things, yet oliver’s showering him with tons of love and gifts and flowers and cute dates.

o4. his first gift to oliver was a watch with a navy blue strap.

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SEND A “!” FOR OUR MUSES MARRIED LIFE

@anterogene ; yevgeny and oliver

Who was the one to propose: OliverrrWho stressed more over wedding planning: I feel like Yev would be the one that’s stressing out alot more to make it perfectWho decorated the house: The both of themmmWho is more organized: YevgenyWho initiates bedroom fun: OliverWho suggested kids first: YevgenyyyWho’s more dominant: OliverWho’s the cuddler: OliverWhat’s their favorite non-sexual activity: Staying in, watching shows and cuddlingWho kills the spiders: OliverWho falls asleep first: OliverWho is louder?: Yevgeny huehueueWho is more experimental?: Oliver, but both of them would be open to a lot of thingsDo they fuck or make love?: They fuck AND make love frequently B)Who is more likely to be caught masturbating?: YevgenyWho comes first?: Depends!Who is better at oral and who prefers it?: Yevgeny’s better at oral and Oliver prefers getting his dick suckedWho usually initiates things?: Both of them are hoes for each otherWho is more sensitive?: YevgenyWho has the most patience?: Yevgeny

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yevgeny and oliver : brand new neighbours au !

Yevgeny was finally able to move out of his father’s house, earning him a decent apartment to stay up in the north side of Chicago. Unfortunately he’s alone, trying his best not to break his back as he picks up the heavy boxes from his car up to his front door. He hasn’t bumped into any neighbours yet, but he hopes with fingers crossed that none of them are horrible.

He’s lifting up his final box, jaw clenched as he brings it in, plopping onto his couch as he heaves a sigh. “Holy fuck, I’m drained.” The brunette groans as he hears a knock on the door and as soon as he heard ‘delivery’, he’s quick to jump back on his feet. Before arriving, he ordered a couple boxes of pizza just so that he could give his neighbours in an attempt of being friendly.

After checking his appearance just to make sure he doesn’t appear too sloppy, Yevgeny brings a box over to one of his neighbours house. He knocks on the door and waits for a couple minutes for the door to open, and when it does, he seems to forget his words as he locks eyes with the man in front of him. 

“Oh… uh, hey! I’m.. I just moved in next door.” He tries his best not to stutter, mentally cursing himself whenever he actually did. “I’m Yevgeny. Yevgeny Milkovich.”