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@60609
#𝟼𝟶𝟼𝟶𝟿 ⸻ home to original character , 𝙲𝙷𝙸𝙲𝙰𝙶𝙾 𝙽𝙰𝚃𝙸𝚅𝙴 , and down-on-his-luck major league pitcher 𝗗𝗔𝗞𝗢𝗧𝗔 𝗝𝗔𝗜𝗟𝗘𝗥 . this blog is an exploration of sensitive themes such as , but not limited to ; ouchie arms ☹ , dudes being dudes , bros being bros , dudes and bros giving each other head , & the pros and cons of being a niche celebrity .
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BLOG UPDATE ! Due to having minimal interactions on this ( and other ) accounts, I've decided that it's best, for now, to move a large majority of the characters I write / have written to a multimuse. This DOES NOT mean I'm dropping Dakota, not even a tiny bit, it just means he'll be found somewhere else for a little while. I'll be following you all over on that account, and right now it's basically empty so ya know, heads up, I'm not a bot. No pressure to follow me over there if multis aren't your thing, but I wanted to let you all know!
Random starters
"You make my heart skip a beat every time I see you."
"Being with you feels like a dream I never want to wake up from."
"You're more than a friend; you're my chosen family."
"I don't know what I'd do without you. You're my rock."
"Growing up with you has been an adventure. I'm grateful for our bond."
"You're not just my sibling; you're my partner in crime."
"Watching you grow into the person you are today fills my heart with pride."
"You've always been there for me, guiding me through life. I'm so lucky to have you."
"I believe in you, and I'll do everything I can to help you succeed."
"You've taught me so much, not just in our field but about life as well."
"We make a great team. Our combined talents can achieve anything."
"I appreciate your dedication and how we complement each other professionally."
"You've opened my eyes to new perspectives and possibilities. Thank you for guiding me."
"Together, we've built something incredible."
"I see so much potential in you. Keep pushing; you're destined for greatness."
"It's wonderful to have someone nearby I can rely on. You're like family to me."
"Thanks for making this place feel like home."
"Working alongside you is a pleasure."
"We're in this together."
"We bring out the best in each other."
"You're always in my thoughts."
friends to lovers prompts ˗ˏˋ꒰ 🐚 ꒱
— hugging and absentmindedly kissing their neck, resulting in mortification for one of them
— one being shorter and it being a source of great enjoyment for the other
— hang-outs that start to feel more and more like dates
— sleeping in the same bed, as they’d often do, but one morning waking up cuddling
— nickname turning into petnames
— one having to sit in the other’s lap when space is tight and them both blushing like crazy over it
— being overprotective of them in front of prospective partners
— one giving the other their jacket / covering them with it when they fall asleep
— sharing clothes in a totally friendly way
— telling them they deserve better (and silently wanting to be the one who gives it to them)
— valuing their opinions/approval above everyone else’s
— memorising their favourite things and treating them when they have a bad day
— cuddling for comfort in a Very platonic manner
— defending them against everyone, even when they’re not there to witness it
— being distrustful of the other’s bfs/gfs
. . .
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we get it you’re in love
@spiriitum * lee , sc.
“ Everything smells like trees. ” While his eyes were screaming I hate you with a fiery passion one could only match by entering THE CORE OF THE SUN ITSELF, pearly whites were on full display as the fakest smile to ever grace a face remained in place, disappearing only long enough for cafeteria coffee cup to block the view.
“ I would have gone for lemon, personally, or just straight up unaltered BLEACH - both of those smell cleaner than trees. But whatever. Not my problem, I guess. ” It wan't her problem either, but guess who would still be forced to hear about it? Lucky girl.
while i'm still trying to decide on whether or not dakota gets moved to the multi, does anyone want to start something up?
Me: *makes a small irrelevant mistake*
My Brain, banging pots and pans together: YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUCKED UP YOU FUC
"Say 'yes, ma'am'."
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i couldn’t fix him. but i could fuck him
boundtosuffer:
She was bitchy, cynical, and tallied up? A questionable woman with very questionable morals that took questionable decisions. But she was quite the realist, if not a pessimist at that. She found guilt to be useless in most cases—however, that didn’t mean she didn’t feel it. There was a reason why she went at his job with such a passion. That is, aside from her thirst for violence and blood. Somewhere, lost between the dead and the mangled, one could find somewhat good intentions. So she tried to convince herself of, sometimes. He donated time and money, she put out of comission the bad creatures that went bump in the dark, keeping all the nightmarish shit out of sight. Ignorance was bliss. “Well, I’m sorry you had to deal with that. Although I’ve nothing to apologize for, but… You know what I mean.” She took a sip of her Coke, awkwardness making her almost choke. She really had a gift with words and social interactions. “Tsk, don’t. Please. You bring memories of that one time my teenage self actually fell for a gay dude. Speak of making things awkward. He was my fucking friend and—fuck. Not one of my greatest moments. And no, rest assured I didn’t try to pressure him or anything. I was just a mopey little thing when no one was ‘round.”
Yes, he knew what she meant, and the halfhearted apology on behalf of someone she’d never met really was appreciated . . . in a way. It wasn’t necessary, but given how difficult it seemed to be for her, the words seemed even kinder than it would have coming from someone else. A gesture of cheers was offered as a quiet, and hopefully not-too-uncomfortable thank you.
“ Oh GOD, that’s the worst. I’ve managed to avoid that sort of mess for the most part, but I’ve seen it happen over and over again. ” A universally known experience, it would seem ; Falling for someone who would never feel the same. It had to be worse, Dakota thought, than wanting someone who simply didn’t like you. At least with that situation there was always the fantasy of the other person finally coming around and seeing you as the person of their dreams. It wasn’t as easy when your entire GENDER was the issue. “ How’d you finally get over him? ”
"No better way to be, right," she asked, truly wanting to know his thoughts on honesty. Growing up as she had, everything had been so .. so skewed. Honesty had never been the best policy when beatings or forced drugging could be thrown upon you at any given time for any "infractions". She'd had to learn what the world was truly like. It was why she'd latched on to partying, drugs, sex, and booze when she'd finally come of age to do those things without her adopted parents on her back. "Actually ... I dealt with a lot of guilt as a teenager. I left my sister to that place. So instead of dealing with the guilt, I decided to not give a fuck about anyone or anything for a long ass time."
It's how she'd coped. It wasn't healthy in the least, but she'd survived her late teens and early twenties.
"Nah... no one can ever really understand unless you actually go through it," a shrug from her. "I could always use a snack bringer. You want to be snack bitch for me?"
Choices were hard. Trying to make the RIGHT choices when you were painfully curious was even harder. Though he really . . . REALLY wanted to delve deeper, Dakota managed to bite his tongue, not asking a single thing about the sister that was left behind. Being the owner of his own mental-backpack full of sibling trauma, he knew that if Anita wished to share, she would, with or without his prying.
“ Can you use a snack orderer instead? I'm out of town a lot, so I can't be an in person bitch, but if you need a quick delivery by-way-of someone else, I'm your guy. ”
Cue the playful roll of eyes at the "swamp witch" comment. If only! She'd have loved to have been a swamp witch -- a weirdo in a different way than she'd been given by life would be a reprieve.
But a nod follows his question. Anita held a determination to do this. Yes, she felt the coil of worry in her stomach, but she was determined to push through that. People her age got tattoos every day. Why should it be such a big deal for her?
"Yeah. I really want to." A pause. "You should get something with me."
While his own question had, in a way, been an obvious open door to what Anita replied with - Dakota had sort of been hoping that the topic of turning the night into a fun bestie moment could have been avoided. “ Right. I'll get an Illinois cow to match your gator, ” He said, matching her previously offered eye roll.
Briefly pushing back the sleeve of his shirt, Dakota made it a point to draw attention to the messily scrawled words permanently etched into his skin.
“ This is the only one I have. It's from when my sister offed herself. I've considered getting one for my other sister, but until she's dead and buried it hardly seems necessary. ” And just like that Anita was given a perfect example of how the Jailer siblings offered affection to one another ; Quietly, and only if the receiving sibling would never know about it.
“ Still cool with you if I decide not to join in? ”
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@somebrokenfate
“ Do you remember these? ” A rhetorical question, not only because EVERYONE remembered them, but because Dakota didn't care much one way or the other - remembered or not, the other had been unknowingly roped into playing. With blond strands tucked behind his ears, wild eyes were locked on the recently acquired cootie catcher in his hands. “ I literally just found this on the fuckin' ground, isn't that crazy!? Now pick a number . . . ”
STARTER CALL .
