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[theonlylucanpaulo]

This blog is now “archived”, New Account Up

I said I’d never delete, and I hold to that.  But all things come to an end, and I’ve decided to archive this account. . I’ve made a new account. I hope you’ll follow me, and if so I’ll transfer our threads to that account, and there’s always this one to link back and refer to. <3 Till we talk again

[christopherrose-pa]

A brief note to my rp partners

[xspellbound]

farseerkhareraa:

christopherrose-pa:

I am probably one of the worst rp partners in the history of the activity. - I drop threads. - I lose threads. - I take my threads in odd directions that should probably never be explored. - I go through phases where I’ll only respond to two or three of my partners. - I go through phases where I’ll only respond to a single thread, and you’re left wondering why I’m not responding to you.

Sometimes I can be a really great partner - - I might be really on top of replies. - I might have everything in my ask box answered. - I might be perfectly in synch with where you’re trying to take the thread.

Sometimes I’m not.

But the great thing is that it’s okay! - When I drop a thread you like just tell me! Chances are it’s in drafts or I’ve lost it. - Even if we try a dozen different things and nothing sticks, don’t be afraid to start a new thread with me or come to me with an idea. - Sometimes I’ll be overwhelmed by everything I have going on, and I’ll have to put you on the list of rp’s to start. - Sometimes I’ll jump right on the thread and then drop it after a few days. - Sometimes we’ll carry the thread out all the way to the end, and have a grand old time getting there.

But please, remember that each of my rp partner is valuable to me. - Even the ones my muse doesn’t like. - Even the ones I’ve only done a thread or two with. - Even the ones I used to rp with and don’t any more.

You are significant.

You matter.

This. This is so important in so many ways.

[theonlylucanpaulo]

my mood and  motivation to write are pretty low...  So here’s some random thoughts. My muses definitely have types.... They look at certain ppl and they’re like “i’m going to tap that.” Anyone who says their muses don’t is.... idk, better than me? Or my muses. They’re the ones that have types. Judge them. Milo kinda approaches everything like its a foosball game? Knox’s field is high cuisine/comfort food, but he’s been living on ramen for 6 months. He’s also the thirstiest... Not because of the high sodium, but because he hasn’t been laid in a long time.  Hey, people in the desert want water, which is also the feeling one gets when eating ramen for 6 months. Amias is still insisting to be called Anthony and is getting it legally changed. Lowkey because he and Lucan are just oil and water. I have not drunk rp’d in a long time... might try that again soon

[themellowwitch-blog]

reblog if you'd truly miss me if I deleted.

[themellowwitch-blog]

reblog if you'd truly miss me if I deleted.

[theonlylucanpaulo]

“💋”closed with aandag

@aandag (continued) Aandag couldn’t say why  he’d accepted the dare, just that he had and he was never one to back down. Forcing himself to be confident he strode over, leaned up on his tiptoes, since the other was at least a foot taller than Aandag, and placed a quick kiss to his cheek. With that done he turned away and made to leave.

Lucan had been minding his own business mostly. He’d been nursing a slow series of whiskeys as the music played. Gradually he became aware of a rather nervous looking man, petite, comely. Someone he might have approached if he wasn’t so mired in his own thoughts. The furtive manner did concern, him however. No one is that nervous unless they’re planning something. Lucan kept one hand on his phone and would periodically check his wallet to reassure himself. He even thinks the peck on his cheek (when it comes) might be misdirection. His finger still feels his belongings intact, and a second later he’s in pursuit of the handsome admirer. “Wait...!”

[theonlylucanpaulo]

“I Need You” closed, with

[theonlylucanpaulo]

“Be loud... I like it,” he responded bluntly. And yes, he was horrible. He ought to be taking TYler out, showing him the world, not keeping him here, like he was sequestered away, some little secret wasting his energy, his youth and his precious time between these lavish but nonetheless restrictive walls. “Well.... Be as loud as you want now. But we’ll go out sometime. Someplace beautiful, and you’ll have to promise to ... try to be quiet,” he joked to soothe the worry away from Tyler’s face. There is no part of you that I don’t already love... No shame, no doubt.... Not now, please, he prays silently. He would kiss and nip and proclaim that all-encompassing love every minute of every day until his beautiful Tyler believed it. So of course Tyler’s next words stunned Lucan into silence. “Take a picture then.” Take a picture, he says. Lucan is a little beside himself for a moment. Then again, this is coming from the same, sweet, shy boy who suggested they do this somewhere where people might see and hear. “Are you serious?” He doesn’t even wait for an answer. “Stay here.... Stay right here,” he says rising, dashing about to look for his phone to take a picture. He looks like a chicken with its head chopped off- or a lust crazed man, or both. But more than anything he wants Tyler to see himself as he is now. He returns when he finds it at last- in the first place he looked, but his fingers hadn’t felt it at first.  He snapped a few pictures and the brief flicker of flash makes Tyler’s skin glow almost pearlescent and makes the stamens and petals look white hot.

[theonlylucanpaulo]

♡ Closed with  criticallydamagedsoul

[theonlylucanpaulo]

Oh.... Seth had a blinding smile, when he allowed himself to... For a guy... But even Milo could see that the smile wasn’t entirely willing, and wasn’t ENTIRELY honest. But it was a smile nonetheless, and Milo grinned back effusively.

And oh-- lookee, lookee. They’re holding hands. Milo blinks dumbly, staring down at the sight of their hands clasped together- something he wonders if he’ll be afforded the chance to get used to. Seth hauls him to a booth, and Milo’s polite grin turns to an ear-to-ear- face-splitting smile. “Good food.... a little privacy.... Someone easy on the eyes... Looks kinda like a first date to me,” Milo asserted. Not that he planned it this way, either.  Really, if he bothered to put much soul searching in himself at all, he knows he might have contemplated this more than he did. If he DID experiment with men, he figured he’d dabble, see what it was all about and move on just like the dusty old chess set gathering mold in his parents house. Or the fly- fishing tackle he never used... or .... well, comparing this to fly fishing is not where his mind should be. He follows the path of least resistance, his natural instincts and just drinks in Seth’s beauty. Yeah, beauty, he thinks pre-emptively against his doubts. Seth is beautiful. Its not a word any group OWNS. So... jumping in the deep end his first time. He’s not ‘dabbling’ or just ‘dicking around’... And that makes him chuckle. There MIGHT be dicking around, who knows?

[alexander]

This is important hello (x)

[itsahalest0rm]

Reblogging again for the fuckboy who ignored it the first time

[theonlylucanpaulo]

Oof, closed with

[theonlylucanpaulo]

“Oh…. just a second…” he backed away quickly. He needed to put his phone on silent. And Barry’s better not fucking buzz or ring or play a pop song while they were going at it. He defied the world to pry into this moment between them. Then he pulled the rest of his now rumpled shirt off and moved to do the same for Barry.  God, he’s built like a young Perseus or Hermes. All long lines and legs that go on and on. Those legs are bared and parted and he splays his hands down on them so that the young man is essentially on display for him.

[firexfvalistheaarchive]

“We shouldn’t be interrupted with my phone I put it on silent a bit ago.” He made sure that his phone was on silent the moment he pounced onto Lucan a bit ago so that the older male didn’t hear him coming. Barry knew how annoying it could get with a phone going off while making out with someone or getting close to going at it with someone even.

As Lucan pulled the rest of his rumbled shirt off that he bit his lip while admiring Lucan from where he was left at and helped some with taking his shirt off even. Barry bit down on his bottom lip with his legs being bared and parted for Lucan, especially when Lucan’s hands splayed themselves on his legs and with how he noticed he was being put on display for the older male which he didn’t mind being put on display for him.

[theonlylucanpaulo]

He had to let go of one of Barry’s thighs in order to pull his shaft up and palm it curiously. He kept the motions furtive and almost stingy, and agonizingly slow. That’s  the lesson to impart; pounce on Lucan during a peaceful moment and get teased to sexual frustration. Also looked at, used, and all in all splayed out for Lucan’s personal enjoyment, but that wasn’t really part of the lesson.

[theonlylucanpaulo]

He should have seen how this would have gone. Even speeding, rushing, hurtling to this point, he should have been able to see the signs. Should have known that treating such a smart, sensitive, and at times painfully shy boy like the world’s pearl would have some sort of … impact. Looking back, he knows he’d do it again. He can’t stop himself, and that alone speaks volumes of his own feelings. He’s falling too. And its incredibly risky and unwise. They’re in exactly the same boat. Its just that Lucan is the only one who sees how precarious it is. “Sweetheart…” Oh he uses that word, and he winces to hear how it changes his voice as he says it, how looking at Stiles’s face like this makes him crumple and shatter. He kisses Stiles hard, slow….. a lingering kiss to extend the silence and stave off whatever danger is in store after.

[mydaddysboy-blog1]

Stiles was so scared that this sentence will ruin everything, he wondered if being honest like this and emotional was something what Lucan appreciated, liked or did he find it strange or ridiculous. He knew some types of people back at his school where some guys just hated that word, and they were all about parties and sex, but Stiles never really understood those people, he hoped that Lucan was the kind of man who felt like him, who would return his feelings. When Lucan used that nice title by calling him, the boy’s heart began to beat faster but he still didn’t let the happiness flood along his body because it could have still continued in a rejection, however when he was kissed by Lucan, Stiles felt how out of reflex his eyes became tearful from the overwhelming mixture of feelings inside him. He knew the stupid old saying, that ‘boys don’t cry’ but his father never taught him like he should be ashamed of crying just because of his gender, so he hoped Lucan didn’t mind the few teardrops of happiness by him. He was kissing Lucan back longingly, just as if he was trying to tell that he loves him through a kiss too, if such was possible.

[theonlylucanpaulo]

“Oh.... Sweetheart,” he whispers between a smattering of kisses that don’t abate for a long time. He could feel Stiles crying softly. He could smell salt from the faint trickle of tears. He’s in a quandary. He wants to say those words, too. But it wouldn’t be wise. Its too soon. But not saying anything was hurting Stiles. And he didn’t want to let Stiles think he was being strung along. So at long last, he opted for the truth. “I ... I might be falling for you, too.” he said, so close that their lips still brushed together. “This is crazy. I don’t know what will happen.  All I know is how I feel and I want this to continue... by any means necessary.” He chose to move at this time, despite Stiles holding on quite tightly. he wiped Stiles’s eyes gently with a corner of soft sheets and then used that to wipe off the cum that covered them both, and then he flung it away so that he could set the leftover food on the side table and join him under the covers.

[akai-neko-deactivated20181204]

PLEASE READ AND REBLOG!!!!!

Put your car keys beside your bed at night. Tell your spouse, your children, your neighbors, your parents, your Dr’s office, the check-out girl at the market, everyone you run across. Put your car keys beside your bed at night. If you hear a noise outside your home or someone trying to get in your house, just press the panic button for your car. The alarm will be set off, and the horn will continue to sound until either you turn it off or the car battery dies. This tip came from a neighborhood watch coordinator. Next time you come home for the night and you start to put your keys away, think of this: It’s a security alarm system that you probably already have and requires no installation. Test it. It will go off from most everywhere inside your house and will keep honking until your battery runs down or until you reset it with the button on the key fob chain. It works if you park in your driveway or garage. If your car alarm goes off when someone is trying to break into your house, odds are the burglar/rapist won’t stick around. After a few seconds, all the neighbors will be looking out their windows to see who is out there and sure enough the criminal won’t want that. And remember to carry your keys while walking to your car in a parking lot. The alarm can work the same way there. This is something that should really be shared with everyone. Maybe it could save a life or a sexual abuse crime.

[50starsand13bars-deactivated201]

I don’t care what your blog theme is, this can save someone’s life and needs to be spread

[aiden-phenix-rper-at-law]

Thought I should share this again.

[tokijin-deactivated20170926]

me when no one is paying attention to me

[theonlylucanpaulo]

someone please just give it whatever it wants @anothermuseanotherday

[cherryliqor-deactivated20180108]

listen I didn’t come here to ship it lightly ok I came here for it to consume my soul

[theonlylucanpaulo]

@criticallydamagedsoul

[theonlylucanpaulo]

"I must have caught something"closed, criticallydamagedsoul

@criticallydamagedsoul (continued from + ) “What do you mean you must have caught something?” Brooklyn looked at his lover from under his arm, noticing how pale and clammy the other looked. “Are you alright? Babe–babe?! Holy shit,” he saw as their eyes closed momentarily and the cop rushed out of the couch to take his boyfriend into his arms. “I’m taking you to the hospital and you better zip it because I don’t want to hear no for an answer, understood?”

No.. no hospitals. Brook was really blowing this out of proportion. Yeah, he might have been cold and clammy and numb and.... It’s getting harder and harder to think. Thoughts and words that might normally fall out of his mouth just won’t process in his brain right now. All he knows is ‘no’ and ‘stay’ and he knows which is which. No to leaving. Yes, to staying. “I... Just need a blanket is all,” he mumbles.

[theonlylucanpaulo]

“Spending the Night” Closed, with maisonxmarchenhaft

@maisonxmarchenhaft “Daddy, you think we can spend the night together? I’m… sort of… feeling a bit lonely and tired,” said Vin over the phone.

“You know you’re always welcome to stay whenever you want, for as long as you want,” Lucan answered. He tried to keep his tone bright and easy, but tinges of concern bled into his voice. “I’m on my way home now, actually. Shall I meet you there, or would you like me to pick you up?”

[fixionmales-archived]

He chuckled. Even if Lucan didn’t get to see his smile, the boy had one long grin. “Thank you,” he admitted. “I can get to your home, it’s okay.” Vin felt always so spoiled when around Lucan and he thought about it as he responded. “I want to bring to you something,” Vin admitted.

[theonlylucanpaulo]

“Oh?” Lucan responded, as he got into his car and prepared for the commute home. “Are you going to tell me what it is, or should I guess?” He asked as he switched over to chat on speaker and backed out onto the street.  “An albino boa constrictor,” he said, coyly sidestepping his real guess.

[theonlylucanpaulo]

✴ closed with rejectsontherun

[theonlylucanpaulo]

Lucan pulled Logan into his arms and made a tsking sound in mock condemnation. “Temper temper,” he joked softly. “Are you alright?” he kept one arm curled around Logan’s hunched form and inspected his hands quickly. What an unexpectedly hot headed pair they make. But they’re dealing remarkably well, and the interloper got what was coming to him. “Don’t apologize. You did nothing wrong. He shouldn’t have tried to take advantage of you,” he said, in a tired voice. When his anger drained, it apparently took his energy with it. “Would you mind if we went home early?”