#intenscities

"Okay I really hope you’re prepared for this because I was not joking around when I said there were a lot of new flavors to try.” Daphne stepped back to let them into the bakery before closing and locking the door again. The best part of owning her own place was the fact that she could bring her friends in when she needed someone to try out new desserts. “Oh and I ordered pizza because too much sweet might make you decide you hate everything.” Smiling over at her friend she motioned towards the back before heading that way. “I have cupcakes and some truffles too. Those took forever to make.”

muse a and muse b have been texting for years on end on an app (one that doesn’t force people to share pictures of themselves) and never find out what one another look like. all they know are the basics: each other’s age, town, and random personality traits they had picked up from all the talking. muse a then moves to the town they know muse b lives in to live with their dad, where they end up falling in love with someone they don’t realise is muse b. they continue to text while muse a feels guilty about falling in love with muse b in real life (who they aren’t aware is them yet) because muse b had admitted feelings over text a few months back despite them not knowing what they look like. muse a continues the ongoing search of finding muse b outside of the phone, oblivious that it is actually the person they’re newly in love with. what happens when muse b finds out it’s them and that they didn’t tell them they moved to their town??

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One would think working at the local book store slash coffee shop would be the most ideal to find the person you’ve been speaking to for the past few years. Well clearly, it was easier said than done. No one that fit her ideal description was here...however her new boyfriend was perfection and maybe she shouldn’t be so hung up on someone she’s never met before and yet...she wanted to meet him. Just once. But Zoey couldn’t tell him she moved here, could she? God, she was the new Joe Goldberg...”Oh...you.” Zoey smiled softly at the sight of coffee and a ham and cheddar sandwich placed in front of her. She’d been texting her long-term friend only for it to stop the moment he appeared in front of her with her lunch. It was going for 4 in the afternoon and it was the quieter time of their day...however Zoey wasn’t sure she was in the mood to talk. “Thank you.” Zoey smiled softly and she leaned across to kiss his lips, accidentally knocking her phone over and she scrambled to grab it before he did, praying she locked it. God that was all she needed right now, how would she explain to him the texts? “Here, let me look-up the times for the movie tonight...I’m so eager to see baby Simba.” 

 give me a plot where muse a is dying to have a baby/get pregnant to the point where she is stressing out because she thinks her biological clock is really ticking even though she’s in her 20s. so her friend has been setting her up on blind dates to try and help her find a guy but on the first date the first thing she asks is if they want kids and it scares them away. so muse a’s friend sets her up on a blind date with their brother which is super awkward to think about. and when muse a asks about kids muse b seems neutral about it and doesn’t run away and muse a is taken aback by it. and he sorta just… agrees to help her have a baby. so they wind up sleeping together a bunch of times in hopes of getting pregnant and muse b told muse a they are only in it for the kid they don’t want to complicate things. but then muse a starts getting a baby bump and they start buying little baby shoes together and they go to ultrasound appointments and the more muse b falls in love with his baby he falls in love with its mommy too and ):

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Ellouise had invited him to come with her to Burlington to look at tiny clothes and help her get a crib into the back of her car. After all, she couldn’t be lifting things up on her own now. It was kind of perfect...she was pregnant by her best-friend’s brother, and it was....well it seemed to be working out. She’d gotten what she wanted and it was nice to have him around all of the time. She was sporting a bump now and it was hard to hide on her tiny frame so she embraced it by dressing for her body. Today she was roaming across the aisles and she giggled at the sight of all the tiny clothes. “Here, c’mere...what do you think of this? It says ‘easy to assemble’ thing I could do it?” Ellouise was all about nailing this pregnancy on her own...she was in heaven with her growing baby. Having him here just boosted her mood. “I think the white...oh.” Ellouise had been looking at cribs and then she saw tiny socks and well, that was all it took for her attention. “Aww! Look! Orcas.” 

plssss like m & f were best friends in high school and always secretly liked one another but did nothing about it and then graduated and grew apart

fast forward 5 years and f & m are living in the same city but don’t know it. m is a cop and f is a teacher or something. f’s apartment is broken into and m is the officer sent to do the report!!!! they reunite and m is doing the report and joking that he has to check in the fridge and stuff but m can tell that f is shaken up so he comes back after his shift is over and wraps her in a big hug and f asks him to stay the night and cuddle and !!!!!!!!!

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Abigail was...scared. She felt violated, her stuff was taken. Personal items, her hair brush...panties, money. But seeing him had her feeling calm, it’d been so long but it felt like they’d never parted. However now? She was all alone in her apartment and she felt utterly alone. She was just about to dial up his cell-phone when she heard a knock on the door. Peeking through the peep-hole, she sighed in relief when she saw him there. Opening up the door, Abigail embraced him and she pulled him in close as she could even though she was tiny. “Thank god..” She trembled against his strong build and she buried her face against his chest. “I...are you hungry? You must be starving.”

i’m dating your brother but that doesn’t stop you from whispering in my ear that you can fuck me better or for trying to finger me under the table and god he doesn’t kiss my neck the way you do and we’ve been sneaking around behind his back and i feel so guilty but you make me feel so good

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Scarlette came over...hours before her boyfriend was supposed to be home because she “forgot”. Well now, here she was in the kitchen helping his mom make cookies or a PTA meeting for the school. So while the cookies were in the oven, his mom went into the living room to watch Ellen meanwhile you came in behind, quiet as always. Feeling those rough fingers gliding up the back of her thighs had Scarlette on edge. The needy whimper which left her was music to his ears no doubt and she tried to focus on the water drops falling down the glass of her lemonade. “M-Mateo..” Scarlette tried shrugging him off, turning to find his gaze, emerald hues brimming with needy desire even though she knew it was wrong. “Your mom is in the other room...what’re you.. Mateo!” She whispered as he bravely lifted her skirt up to reveal quite an interesting choice of panties and she forced her skirt back down. “We can’t...I...I can’t..” Scarlette was...literally scarlet. “I can’t be quiet.” She whined softly, and he knew what she meant. 

i’m a beauty guru and you’re a total makeup newbie, i’m teaching you how to do makeup but i’m getting distracted staring at your face wow you have nice lips

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Diana was...well she was applying blush to the other girls cheekbones. In her mind she was toying with the idea of lipsticks to try on those plump lips. Diana couldn’t help but to...well, stare at the other girl. She was talking about some type of Jeffree Star look and yet all Diana wanted to do was lean in, and bite on those naturally plush lips. “Let me see..” she finally mumbled as she dropped the brush and laid it on the table besides them. Diana’s warm fingers lifted gingerly to rest against a fair jawline. Her thumb ran across a swollen lower lip and she would smile seductively. “You know...women strive to have a mouth as beautiful as yours...your lips are soft. Which is good, it means you don’t really need to prep them before you put on a shade...hm.” Diana leaned in close, just far enough away. “I almost think you don’t need make-up at all.” 

“You....let your sister stab you?” Emilia questioned softly, delicate fingertips ignoring his words and moving over the pink skin. It was clear on her face she wasn’t too thrilled about this. However she learned with his brother to not get involved in family altercations...this did not sit well with her. “Grigori Volcov...” Emilia sighed softly and her fingers left his skin only for her to move and embrace him, sure he was tough and a hardened killer. But Emilia wasn’t and maybe it didn’t bother him, but it bothered her knowing his sister did this. Family was supposed to be your strength, not your enemy. 

Emilia is a loving person, so she says it in a lot of ways. She says it in the millions of photos she takes of her boyfriend. She says it in the Good Morning snapchats she sends. She says it by surprising her love with coffee at work, or food, or simply making SURE they’re EATING because oi that is important! It’s a bunch of little things you wouldn’t even think to consider, but mostly it shows when she smiles at you and that dimple right under her right eye shows...man, that is when you know she is saying I love you.