#predatorymaniac

[blindspct]

austin stared, his eyes narrowing at the other in front of him and he didn’t want to believe what he was seeing. the other looked exactly like him and he couldn’t help but rub his eyes. it was as if he were looking into a mirror and yet, he wasn’t. “this can’t be possible,” he started softly. obviously it was though and it looked at though someone copy and pasted his face. the only way to really tell the two apart was the way they styled their hair. he almost wanted to pinch himself to make sure he wasn’t dreaming, “i’m sorry. i don’t mean to stare but this hasn’t happened to me before. they always say you have a doppelganger somewhere around the world but i never thought i’d actually run into ‘em.”

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[thefvrious]

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[fantasycorrupted-a]

CAR ] : for sender muse to jump in receiver muse’s car and tell them to drive.rigmor

✧ — ⋆   𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐌𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 .

Rent a car for three days and let’s go camping, her friends had said. We’ll be back by Sunday evening, they’d said. Just the three of us, music, some nice food and some old films. It had sounded like a normal weekend. But the way it had all ended was not something any of them had expected...

One of them had suggested they go to town to grab a quick drink before they parted ways, and then they’d each grabbed a taxi, instead of having Rigmor drive them like she had thought she would. Odd, but then again, nothing too odd. They were all introverts, after all.

Still, it was getting late bit by bit, she ought to head home soon. As she slipped into the car after having stood outside the bar, watching her friends safely get a taxi, Rigmor let out a breath... then realised someone was ordering her to drive. A stranger, a man she didn’t know, in the seat next to hers.

“Okay, first off, what the hell is happening? And two, who are you?” She obeyed, pulling out of her parking spot and driving off quickly - but not without shooting the stranger an expecting look. “I don’t remember having met you before. Whatever you say stays with me, if you’re running from someone...”

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[galahadsboy]

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Brian was having a good day. He had been walking with confidence ever since he had fucked Nate. The hottest guy in school was his and if he ever doubted it he just had to look at the pictures saved in a secret directory in his phone. But he was stopped in his tracks when he saw Nate had on some locker smiling and flooring with some girl.

He had never be jealous before but his stomach feel out and he felt the need to assert dominance. He pulled out his phone and walked away. He heard straight for the gym. "Find me" he messaged Nate before posting a picture of Nate sticking him off then a picture of the gym locker room. He quickly undressed and got into the shower. There was no class on so it was quiet.

[wildfantxsies]

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It was after a football game at school and the black hawks just won the game and Nate was in the locker room taking a shower and changing his clothes to a black tee-shirt, jeans and boots when he saw his lover who was talking to someone and it wasn't Nate .

They were together in private but Nate was angry and he wanted him to just fuck him in the locker room and not fear anyone finding out about this little game nate was playing

"fuck me like you wanted to fuck him .I saw you talking to him like you wanted to suck his dick right In front of me .do it fuck me now. " His voice was low and husky as he removed his tee-shirt and threw it onto the ground with a thud. He looked like a god and he wanted his lover to use him and take him for all to see .no more hiding no matter the costs .

Blaine was watching the game with intensity and cheering for the team Nate was playing in. They won and Blaine was certain that he screamed the loudest at the end of the game.

He talked with another fan of the team, excitedly as their team won, and Nate read their interaction wrong. "I didn't want him. I just want you." Blaine reassured the other but a jealous Nate was definitely a hot one. He kissed him hard, both hands on Nate's face as he forced his tongue inside the other's mouth. He moved his hands to grab his ass and pushed him against the wall. "I'll fuck you so good, babe." he whispered to his ear, helping the player getting naked.

[songbirdsandsugar-moved]

@predatorymaniac wants to be a plant.

"Take another second, turn your back on me, and make believe that you're always happy. It's safe to say you're never alive, a big part of you has died."

[gonnabefamous]

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Finally getting out of his home town had to have been one of the healthiest things Zach had done for himself. After all the relationships he had destroyed on his rampant pursuit for fame due to an early identity crisis a few years ago, living here had just felt pathetic… and not to mention meaningless. His friends had gone off to college a few years ago and hadn’t talked to him since and his claim to fame had been a huge failure. He had no purpose, or so he felt. He still took pride in his few artistic talents and was sort of still trying at that fame thing, taking a much less obnoxious approach via the Internet. People loved music and sweet rhymes and he could do both of those things!

That's why he found himself driving the van his mom had given to him a couple years ago aimlessly through a totally different state. He was going to reinvent himself, both for himself and for the people. Zach Stone hadn’t completely given up yet. He would simply call it a “hiatus” if anyone happened to ask. Zach is a new man! Twenty one years old, completely legal, and totally out on his own with no one to tell him what to do or how to act. Man, he was going to do so many things! He was going to sight-see, write catchy lyrics in the middle of random open fields like a true artist, meet a ton of questionable individual’s throughout his travels— he was going to be some kind of drifter. Or atleast that’s what he envisions for himself.

He had only just crossed the first state line and he may have already been getting a little ahead of himself… the tall young man was busy jamming out to some 80’s style music that involved an uncomfortable amount of synth when he notices a hitchhiker on the side of the road. His mother had always told him to be wary of hitch hikers but he felt like she only said that because she watched Dateline on the regular. He was a 6’5 grown adult, he was pretty sure if anyone tried to scrap with him he could handle it.

Zach, feeling euphoric about his seemingly new found freedom, finds it in his heart to feel sympathetic for this random stranger and he slows his vehicle in order to pull it over near the general area he had spotted the other person. He looked about his age, maybe a bit younger… what kind of jerk would just keep driving? Zach wonders, his naivety immediately apparent as he address the other. “Hey!” Zach calls out after rolling down the window. He leans forward in his seat, eyes studying the other. “Where ya headed? If it’s not too far out of my way, I wouldn’t mind giving you a ride."

[soughthopeoldd]

the only one who gets to kill you, is me. ❜- any muse

" imma be honest wit chu playboy I'm not with the games anymore. you and your pops got a lot more shit to worry about than me so imma need you to stop it with that weird shit. You wanna fight ? Let's fight but you sound like a fuckin' cartoon character or somethin'. "