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[sexy-salvatore-brother]

Open Starter

"Who knew you'd enjoy fairy porn.." Damon commented, looking through the pages. "You're so quiet when you're reading this, but..." Damon cleared his throat as he read. "I dragged a hand down his thigh, feeling the hidden warrior's strength. His body stilled and I could feel myself aching for his touch...". Damon stopped reading, a grin plastered on his face. "Should I go ahead and read more?"

[musebyanyothername]

suggested connections: serious boyfriend/girlfriend, roommate, best friend

“I’m not saying that you can’t put up a tree there. All I’m saying is that are you sure it’s even going to fit? We both know that you didn’t take any measurements and I don’t want to have to save you when you’re stuck pinned up against the wall unsure how to get out because that damn tree has taken up most of the living room.” Nathan shrugged slightly as he turned another page of his book. People could call him a Grinch all they wanted to – he was just being practical. Sure that being practical meant that he was against putting up trees, wasn’t a huge fan of wrapping presents, and magically disappeared when there were cookies to be baked, but that didn’t need to be looked into so much. “Do you even have the box of decorations out from the attic? No, probably not because they’re buried under other boxes of junk up there because we still haven’t had that yard sale that you said you would let me have to clear some of that stuff out.”

[fxllen-angxlboy]

Rekindled Flame💀🔥| open to m/f/nb

{connections; bestfriend, crush, ex-partner¿}

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It was the last night of their tour, the singers throat was rough and he felt like shit but he’d never let his fans witness that until he updated them on social media. Angel cleared his throat and stood tall as their last song started up, he looked out into the crowd and scanned all the faces. It always brought a warm feeling inside to see how far his band has come. Just before then song jumped into lyrics, Angel had spotted a familiar face. His lips curled up into a smile and he locked his baby blues onto them. The tatted man gave a small wink and prayed he’d see them after the show was over, he wanted to catch up.

“This one goes out to you all, thank you so fucking much for being here! We are Bruised Bodies and this is our last song of the night —!!” Within seconds the drums clashed and a loud roar of screams filled the venue.

[confusedbutcomplete]

“I don’t know.. I think the whole ‘prom’ thing is stupid. I mean, yeah, I had a crush on her since we were kids and I was surprised she said yes and got my hopes up a little, but- I knew she’d end up meeting up with some other guy and- well, no.. I didn’t think she’d end up bringing him to our hotel room and leaving me out here, but.. shit happens.”

[chefdanielkarofsky]

Open Starter

Daniel had just sat down to dinner with the love of his life when someone knocked on the door. “I’ll get it.”, he told them as he got up. He figured it was a kid selling Girl Scout cookies or something for school. It wasn’t though, it was a college student and a young girl. The older of the two handed him a letter and simply said that he’d done his job delivering the girl. He walked away and down the stairs before he could stop him. He invited the girl in planning on calling CPS but he guessed he should read the letter.

Dear Daniel,

I am sorry I didn’t tell you about Danielle. I found out I was pregnant with her a month before you went to Paris to go to culinary school. You are a good man so I know you would have put us before your dreams. I couldn’t do that to you. I am writing this because I am dying from cancer and I have no one to take care of her. My parents disowned me when I had her and refused to give her up for adoption. I saw your picture in the New York Times last month and I hoping you will raise my girl. The only way I can have peace in the next life is if Danielle is safe with you.

Daniel looked up from the paper to look at the little girl standing awkwardly in the living room. Her blonde hair was in two braids and most of her features were her mother’s. His legs almost went out from under him though when her eyes met his. Her eyes were the same color as his and she had the Karofsky nose. She looked up at him. “Are you my Daddy or is he my Daddy?”, she asked pointing at his man. He turned to his lover and motioned him to him. Grabbing his hand for support he nodded. “I believe I am your Daddy.”, he said shakily as he handed him the letter.

[imsensingatriptoikea]

Open || Imogen

Imogen bit her lip as she saw her friend take her shirt off in the mirror. She knew she shouldn’t but she couldn’t help herself. She watched as her friend moved. Her back was gorgeous, she wished they could be closer. She looked down at what she was doing, rearranging some jewellery on her dresser. It was more of a distraction than anything.