#everlonqs

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🎊 ( would send this emoticon a million times but i don't wanna spam u )

—  Munday Interactions.

🎊 I’m happy to have met you, 

spam me i dare you. loml. watch me get ready to fly to scotland to meet you once you’re finally here <3

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@everlonqs​

oliver couldn’t stop thinking about alvaro, which was the first time someone ever gave him that kind of feeling and it stressed him out. because what did this say about him? was he gay now? he still enjoyed looking at women. either way, it was fucking confusing. even though it freaked him out, he was excited to see alvaro and the place where he lived. “let’s go mars.” oliver muttered, placing the cat carrier on the backseat of the car and managed to sort of buckle it up so it wouldn’t tumble over, and then placed the large bag with cat toys down too. after making his way to alvaro’s place, he picked up the carrier and the bag of toys and other necessities and rang the doorbell with a big grin. “pussy delivery!” he grinned, but then pinched his eyes together. god. embarrassing.  

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💯 because this is sweet and i wanna know hwo my muses can love your muses :]

    —   sex+romance headcanons!   :   💯 What is my muse’s ideal date?

finn 

     honestly, finn’s so busy most the time that his ideal date is just being able to relax and be himself for a while with someone that he cares about. nothing makes him happier than the thought of being able to set up a blanket and some chairs outside on a nice evening, ideally in the dark, under the stars and away from his family. he’d be more than happy to cuddle up together and watch some form of netflix/true crime documentary, talking about their days and just sharing popcorn without having to pay attention to the time or worry about anything in the real world.

nate

      nate is not exactly a dater so this is… an interesting one. he’d actually really enjoy an aquarium, a little bit darker and quieter then most date places but there’s also the option to walk around and look at the fish as a distraction rather than feel the constant pressure to talk and maintain a conversation when he isn’t sure what to say. nate actually finds fish to be quite calming, and could genuinely just stand in front of a large tank holding hands in the silence for a really long time. as long as it’s at a quiet time rather than full of crowds and tourists it’d be one of his favourite places, especially since he would never think to go by himself, and now i’m soft just thinking about it...

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❛ ✯ ┋ @everlonqs !

       “do not mistake my words for ingratitude,” he treads lightly, not meaning to sound as though his stay with elias has been anything other than an absolute delight. if anything, the man saved his life, and has been saving his life every day since by keeping sebastian hidden while he was injured. there’s no doubt the spanish monarchs would send assassins and murder him on sight if they were to even suspect he’s still alive. “but this is no life for a king,” pride oozes into his words, his sense of duty and hunger for his blood-right to be king outweighing his better judgement. “the spanish... they will be the ruin of my country. the people will never accept philip as their ruler, and rightfully so.” straightening his poster, the royal makes an effort not to contort his face at the pain from his still too fresh wounds. “i must return. my people need me.”

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anders wasn’t really one to hook up with fans, he thought it was weird for two people to use each other in such ways, but he couldn’t deny the electricity he’d felt with luca when they’d met. it was so palpable he’d ask the other to stay around, the one thing had led to another. and if anders was honest, it was one of the best encounters he’d ever had. he couldn’t shake luca from his mind, and had actually invited him over to his house the next day - not just for sex, but anders felt something with him, and wanted to see him again. “hey! glad you could come by.” he smiled as he answered the door to let luca in, taking a moment to check him out again. “uh, i can’t stop thinking about the other day. and i’m glad you agreed to see me again.”

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💬 — (1) new text message.

[11.43PM] JUDE: i may have overheard some ... jude ... blah blah blah ... jackass ... coming from my brother.

[11.43PM] JUDE: please confirm / deny this story.

WREN: well hello to you, too

WREN: he has a way of making some things believable, but he kinda lost me when he said you were once abducted by aliens

WREN: such a shame, because i think i would have liked you more if you were

WREN: i can confirm he said some things, but i strongly believe in the benefit of the doubt

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          it was already past twelve midnight, and wren did not need for this to end up in another screaming match ( even when he was obviously the culprit behind this scenario ). he was fighting off the smile from breaking through his face, after watching luca’s failed attempt of hooking up with another student in their university. this time, it required a few handy work skills that he learned a few years back, the evidence buried under his bed --- which was an entire tool box. of course, no hook up was going to happen after an entire sofa falls apart, and the injuries weren’t much with the aid of an ice pack. wren had lost track of what they were arguing about at this point, arms folded as he was leaning against the wall, “ i understand that you’re supposed to ‘get a room’, but that doesn’t mean it should be our room !! “ he flings a pillow right where luca was, leaning closer to make his statement clear. “ --- might i remind you, calderón. this is a dormitory and not a fucking motel !!  “ @everlonqs

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❤ for any of our ships, please murder me thx !

Send ♥ For A Drabble Of My Muse’s Thoughts As They Wake Up Beside Yours

  it had been a spur of the moment decision to ask max to come over, fuelled by the need to not be alone and knowledge that max was the only one who he could truly stand to be around. the only one he wanted to be near. although waking up next to him had still been a surprise…  it had taken nate a few moments to adjust to the presence of another warm body laying next to his own, if purely for the reason there was no one who he would allow so close. almost no one. he straightened up slowly in an attempt to not disturb the deep breaths of the sleeping male  —  weight shifting cautiously over the mattress as his hand almost reluctantly broke away from the few millimetres it would take to reach max’s in the middle of the mattress, though fingers brushed past for a split second before propping himself up on the bed. it wasn’t often he was willing to admit he needed someone. never, really. but last night had been bad for him — at least it had until max had been there, after that things were easier…  if he was anyone else he would have been able to show he was grateful, and he did want to, but it had never been his strong point. 

   what nate could at least do was not wake the other male as brown eyes directed down to him and a flicker of something that was almost fond turned over his lips — if only for a second, with the knowledge no one was actually there to see it.  instead, he reached out gently towards the sleeping male, hand hesitating for a moment before breaking the final distance to push darks locks softly away from max’s face. his fingers lingered for longer than he had intended, suddenly not ready to break the small contact between the two of them  —  though he had to, fingertips pulling back from soft locks to fall back to his side. max looked younger like this, with his expression peaceful, more gentle. it was nice, and nate found himself unable to help his gaze lingering on the look of the male that wasn’t the quick to anger version whose buttons he so often tried to push. no doubt he was the same too, the normal guards having fallen down from over his features when it wasn’t like max was awake to see them anyway.  “  thanks.  ”  he sighed gently towards him before his gaze finally turned away from the sleeping male, moving to retrieve a cigarette and his jacket from the back of the chair  —  it was easier this way, to retreat to his usual side at the dingy motel pool. max could just leave then, if he wanted, or he could stay. at least this gave the other the choice.