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𝐭𝐮𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐫𝐞. 𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 & 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞.

𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐧𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

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I miss roleplaying so if any old mutuals want to write again, like this or message me. I’m also writing on discord.

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reverse starter call. like this post and i’ll reply to one ( or more ) of your starters !!!

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It’s been ages but I’ll be coming back on this blog for some relaxed writing. If any mutuals would like to continue with characters we had together, let me know!

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if you support D*pp, do me a favour and unfollow me.

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thewcllingtons​:

wanted connection: long-time friend, ex, someone who he’s known for a while plot: my muse found out he was getting cheated on by seeing her out with some guy while he was getting ready to celebrate their anniversary

Holden really seemed to have the worst luck on the planet. First, he got chewed out at work over something that wasn’t his fault. Second, he forgot his lunch at home. Lastly, he found out his girlfriend was fucking someone else by seeing her out at the local dive bar he passed, while he attempted to replace his lunch. It had him questioning whether or not he had done some cosmic wrong to the universe to get dished this horrible deal. The male also made the smart decision of getting in a fight with her as soon as he got home; forgetting that she was the one who owned the lease on the apartment. Now he was homeless and girlfriendless on the day of love. Holden sighed before he knocked on the door gently.  He waited until they opened the door, ❝ Look I know you probably got plans tonight, but I just need to talk to someone for five minutes. I promise, I’ll be out of your hair once it’s done. ❞ Holden would probably try and rent out a sleazy hotel since that’s the only thing available on around this time of night. The whole day was such a nightmare, he almost wondered if he was dreaming it.

There was another charity gala in her agenda and Sabine had been looking for an excuse to pull out all week. The fake smiles, the promises to have lunch that everyone new were said only for the appearances, it all exhausted her. It was part of the gig, something her own father did before her, a great way for their business to be seen as charitable. Money drew Sabine, that was barely a secret, and they needed certain supports for their less legal dealings. The knock on the door was only another thing to sour her mood and she had half a mind not to answer but as she looked at her security screen, she saw who it was. “You’re a savior,” she briskly said, heels already being discarded as she took out her phone and called her assistant. If Holden was here, it was serious and Sabine would happily use his apparent misery as an excuse. The words personal emergency were emphasized as she quickly gave instructions to her assistant before she turned to her friend. “Sit, I’ll get us drinks and then I’m all hear.” There had always been something a little forceful about Sabine, the kind that came with an inflated ego but a well-meaning heart when it came to those she cared about.

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“Now is not the time for roleplaying Zachary, we’re going to die.” Elijah scowled. The dark haired man often let his theatrics take over even in a moment of fear, of weakness in front of the other. “It’s not like that and you know it. I just don’t want you to get killed because of me.” Elijah mirrored the other’s pleading. It wasn’t like he wanted Zachary hidden away, while possessive he wasn’t a lunatic. “You have to understand that I’m just trying to protect you.” He murmured softly as he crowded into Zachary’s space. He brought his hands to wrap around his waist as he tilted his head back to glance at his boyfriends face. “I never thought of you as fragile, I just don’t want you to always get involved in my dirty work. You have your own.” And Elijah hated that even if it made him a hypocrite. “No.” He whispered softly as he shook his head. “It has nothing to do with that. With what you’ve earned or your worth. I just want you to be okay. That’s all.” He murmured and there was something tucked deep in his tone, something akin to yearning or was it emotional manipulation? “Don’t you believe me, my love?”

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“You don’t get it, do you?” Zachary was annoyed that he had to spell it out for Eli, that the other didn’t see it. The life they lived, it wasn’t an easy one and not a dull one. They both chose paths that leas them there, the dirty work, the danger of it and maybe that was where their attraction first came from, even before they knew what the other did. “And I just want to protect you.” His words were softening, loosing some of their bite, Zachary melting in front of Elijah like always. “I can’t do this anymore Eli,” he finally said. Zachary had thought about it so often and it was starting to put a strain on them. “Of course I believe you,” he finally relented, softening, putty in Elijah’s hands. Zach let the other draw him in, his body instantly relaxing at the touch, like it alway did. His boyfriend could bring him to his knees so easily, it had scared him at first. “But staying behind and worrying about you? Wondering if seeing you walk out was the last time I’ll see you? If you’re going to die then I’ll die with you, fighting with you, for you.” Zachary was laying his life in Elijah’s hands, something he had done the moment he followed him out when they realized who to the other truly was.

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𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐣𝐚𝐡​:

Elijah stared at Zachary as he listened to him. It took everything in him not to interrupt the other man. The only person he cared enough about to keep safe, to fly off the handles. Well, he flew off the handles often but this time it was serious. “I understand.” He countered as he crossed his arms over his chest. Elijah wanted to reach out and dig his fingers into his boyfriends skin and shake him until he saw reason. “I’m not yours to protect.” Elijah scowled. “You’re not my hired strong arm.” The dark haired man stared at the other. He wanted to punch Zachary as much as he wanted to fuck him into submission. God, the other man was so frustrating. “You really think I’m just going to let you be in charge? You’ve met me right?”

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Elijah was in charge, in all aspect of their lives, something that Zach most often found comforting. It had surprised him, how weak he was for the other, how easy it was to put him into submission. All the times they played cat and mouse, when Zach pushed and pulled Elijah away, he thought he was in control. But that was something he lost as he got in deeper with the other. Even now, standing his ground was hard, his whole body aching to quiver into submission. “Maybe I should be,” he spat out. he loved Elijah more than anyone and anything and he didn’t care about the target on his back as long as they were together. But Zach was wired for actions, not to stay behind and worry. “You can’t always keep me behind, tucked away like some fragile thing Eli. We both know that’s not me.” He knew Elijah would never let anyone else be in charge, just like his boyfriend knew Zach needed to let some steam out too. “What? You trust someone more than me? Is that it, I haven’t earned it yet?” He hated his voice, how it almost pleaded and begged. How there was a bite in the word earned.

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𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐣𝐚𝐡​:

open to anyone! prompt from here

“You don’t understand. I need you safe.” Elijah stared at the other as he forced his hands to loosen their grip on their shoulders. The stress he felt seemed to roll off of him in waves. His nerves frayed and hands frantically trying to grab onto anything to keep him here. sane. “It’s not because I don’t think you can’t handle yourself but because I can’t focus on anything else if there’s even the smallest possibility you’re in danger.” He explained through nearly gritted teeth as he turned away from them. This was his fault, he’d gotten them into this. Only they didn’t have a clue and now he had to keep them safe from his own mistakes. “I need you stay here tonight, I’ll come back for you.”

“No, you don’t understand,” Zachary snapped back. They were both tense, more than they had recently. Things had been going great so of course, they had to go bad eventually. “I need you safe and I don’t trust anyone other than myself to do that.” He still had a target on his back but that could stop soon, if they managed in taking everything over. Tonight was dangerous, it always was, and the man knew he could keep Elijah safe, no one cared, loved him, like he did. “It’s not a discussion.”

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To comeback or not? I’m having a lot of issues with the idea of churning out replies and the pressure I inflict on myself for it, but I do miss writing here.

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It’s been a little while since I logged here. I either had COVID or have a concussion, which has made screens very hard. I’ll try to be more present soon.

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As I get back into writing after some very hard days, this is a reminder that I’m 100% more present on Discord to chat and plot, so don’t hesitate to ask for my information!

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Through My Window | 2022, dir Marçal Forés

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𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐤​:

The feelings were stirring and boiling up inside of him every second he looked at her. He wanted to make the proposal perfect and picturesque for her. Derek knew that there was a lot of compromising on her end in their relationship. He came with a lot of baggage, and he was well aware of that. It was the reason why he was on guard for so long. Astrid, her essence and light, were the only thing to melt his cold exterior. The male knew it from the moment he locked eyes on her that she was going to change his life for good. Her voice only confirmed his thoughts, it was a sound that he wanted to hear for the rest of his life. ❝ You did, but it was okay… I definitely was motivated to help you for free for other reasons… Just because you were cute all fired up. ❞ They were like fire and ice. It was the perfect combination and he wanted to settle this for good. His fingers twirled her hair as she spoke about the possibility of his retirement. Seeing her face light up made him feel warm inside. He was wondering how she’d look if he asked her to marry him.  Derek was honestly never this impulsive. He was very methodical with his planning and was big on details. It wasn’t often that he would get the urge to act on his gut. Actually, he was one to deny his gut feeling the most that he could, but he didn’t want his perfectionism to get the best of him. He would be too nervous to actually make the move. His thumb brushing against her cheek, ❝ Astrid… ❞ He said before he turned to reach behind in his nightstand to grab the ring box. Derek kept it behind his back, ❝ You know… I think I can finally say for certain that I am sure about one thing in my life, and it’s to build a life with you. You are… everything to me. I honestly, I don’t know where I’d be without you. And I don’t want to know what that would be like, ever. So… I have to ask you, Astrid. ❞ Moving he box from behind his back to between the pair. He opened the box to show a beautiful, fire opal engagement ring.  ❝ Will you give me the honor of being your future husband? Will you marry me?! ❞

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Without the other, Astrid was certain that her life would not be fulfilling like it was now. Derek had given her so much and all she could hope was that she could give him back the same. Without him, her past would not be something she was at peace with, he had been the one to look into it. Despite what she said that day, she didn’t entirely have the money to cover his fees but finding her mother mattered too much and she would have found a way to get the money. Derek had done his first act of kindness toward her that day, something he didn’t have to do by doing it for free. “Guess we both lucked out that day.” As detached as she tried to sound in that moment, they both knew how madly in love with him she was. The blonde raised an eyebrow as he spoke again. Communication had always been key between them, the way they navigated the darker moments of their relationship and she always listened carefully.  Grand declarations were more often made in gestures than words and her heart skipped a beat, like it still always did when he told her how he loved her or when he held her in his arms. Astrid knew Derek, what he had done, the work he did, and she knew there was no safer place than in his arms, no one she trusted more. Her mouth opened to say how he was everything to her too but she was left speechless as he moved a box in front of him. Astrid’s eyes moved between the ring and him, the surprise of his words rendering her speechless, something that was rare. “Derek,” she said, propping herself on an elbow. She had thought of it, what her life could be like with him, always and forever, but she knew better than to push him. Still, they had talked about their future, something that was hard, near impossible, when they first started to see each others. He had planned this, had gone out and bought a ring, thought about them together. Only that, the fact that it was planned, meant the world to Astrid. “Yes, of course, yes, yes, yes.” she exclaimed as everything was slowly processed. The ring was gorgeous, entirely at their image but he could have asked without it and she would have been as excited. “You’re everything to me and it would be my honour to spent the rest of my life loving you.”

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I will get to replies eventually. We’ve had a stomach bug at home which is highly triggering of my anxiety so there hasn’t been much sleep or rest. I’m not vanishing, just have very little energy.