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𝘜𝘙𝘛𝘠𝘗𝘌𝘚. ( 𝗵𝗮𝘁𝗲 that i made you ʟᴏᴠᴇ me , sorry if i made 𝗠𝗘 𝗬𝗢𝗨𝗥 𝗧𝗬𝗣𝗘 . ꒰ঌ ໒꒱ ) an independent & 𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 roleplay blog written by amanda .
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𓍢ִ໋ ・ ✿ ˚ ༉ ࣪ ˖ ꫂ ❛ i wasn’t imagining you . ❜ a lie that spat out like razor - sharp daggers , fierce gaze piercing as she leveled it with his . ❛ i knew it wasn’t you . that was the whole fucking point . ❜ the air crackled with tension , thick and suffocating as if charged with electricity . heart pounds violently against her ribcage , a physical manifestation of the intense emotions swirling within . but as she looked at him — really looked at him — a realization dawned on her … 𝒌𝒆𝒐𝒏 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒋𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒔 . and it stirred awake something dark and hungry inside her . a thrill coursing down her spine , a twisted pleasure in knowing she had this power over him . ❛ he was a really good kisser , by the way . ❜ darkened hues traced along the taut line of his jaw , sensing the simmering fury ready to erupt ... and she’s savoring every moment of it , reveling in the control she had over his emotions . ❛ better than i expected and ⸻ ❜ words dripped with a tantalizing allure . each one a dart aimed at his composure . ❛ ... he was so desperate to impress me . ❜ even the sound of her voice was drenched in implication . a twisted melody , taunting and provocative . ❛ probably would’ve licked the dust off my skin if i pushed the right buttons . ❜ could practically hear his thoughts churning as each syllable painted a vivd , vulgar image in his mind . each detail a cruel stroke against the canvas of his wounded ego . but she wanted him to squirm , to feel the sting of jealousy and get bent out of shape at the prospect of her with someone else . ❛ bet you hate that , don’t you ? picturing crash’s mouth on me again … ❜ timbre a heady mix of desire and resentment . ❛ kissing and licking every inch of skin yours used to … ❜
this was a game to her , obviously . who could get the other more riled up , picture the most devastatingly horrible things , feed the imagery directly into each other's heads . it's disgusting ... it's not like them , at all . but maybe this is what they'd turned into over the last few weeks of space . fucking hell ⸻ that one word was haunting him . worse than the picture of crash with his tongue down leyla's throat . could spin himself in circles trying to pinpoint one of them to blame , but he knows to his very core , it's both of them . they both lacked the emotional abilities to meet in the middle , and they loved each other so much , it felt like that didn't have to matter . the little things . but they did , of course they did . jaw twitches , the fine lines of his face unmoving as she speaks . 'cause yes , she's getting what she wants . a horror movie reel of all the things her and crash could've gotten up to after their drunken kiss . really , it deserved an oscar the way she sells the cinematography . ❝ you're right , he probably would've . ❞ concurs , but there's nothing assuring within timbre . if anything , each syllable seethes , eliciting between clenched teeth . ❝ but that just makes him desperate . almost as desperate as you , right now . trying to convince me otherwise . ❞ to keon , even if he's wrong right now , it doesn't matter . though he doubts he is , can see the fire etching itself into the flutter of her eyelashes ⸻ subtle , but ready to set them both ablaze if the right timing reared it's head .
takes a step closer then , even rounds the coffee table so that he's infiltrating her personal space . at least , her side of the room . ❝ i hate it , yes . is that what you want to hear ? but it doesn't matter . it'd be the best night of his life , and just another tuesday for you . 'cause it wouldn't be me . ❞ reaches out then , boldly , but he's thrown caution to the wind at this point , hasn't he ? takes a wispy strand within thumb and index , before tucking it behind femme's ear . slow and practical . breathes in deeply , nostrils flaring as he does so , head cocked to one side before he speaks again . ❝ bet you'd even go home after , and touch yourself thinking about that one time in the backseat of my car . wouldn't you , ley ? 'cause that's the only way you'd even get off after fucking crash . or anyone else for that matter . ❞ fingers shift from behind her ear to the slope of her neck . if he were being honest , he's surprised she hasn't double spaced backwards out of his touch . it makes him lean into it more . pad of finger settles into the spot crash's mouth had been on just earlier that day ⸻ his own tongue darting out and swiping across lesser . ❝ if he had half a brain , ❞ it comes out as a whisper , a hushed secret between just the two of them . ❝ ⸻ he'd know you're much more sensitive right above your collar bone . ❞
i'm back here admiring my boi crash ... 😔
𓍢ִ໋ ・ ✿ ˚ ༉ ࣪ ˖ ꫂ laughter that emits hadn’t sounded like a laugh for days ⸻ more like switchblades clicking open under ribs . tongue prods at inner seam of cheek , head tipping as disbelief coursed through bloodstream . ❛ are you well ? ❜ if she wasn’t pissed before , she sure as hell was now . did he think she was stupid ? had known from the start they were never official . but the audacity to act like he wasn’t playing directly in her face ? ❛ fuck you . i’m not doing this . don’t try to gaslight me into making this sound reasonable just because you're trying to make yourself feel better . ❜
supposes he deserves that . doesn't even try to argue , or backtrack on anything she's said . there was nothing to correct , nothing to defend . he was being an asshole , and he knows it . like this greedy side of him couldn't pass up the opportunity to know what it felt like to have leyla , despite having rin waiting on him . she always had been though , right ? maybe some sick part of him assumed that wouldn't change , that he could do anything , and she'd still be right where he left her . the one thing he didn't expect though ? for it to sting this bad . he was , in truth , about to lose her ... staring face to face with the precipice of it , actually , and it feels like his chest could cave in on itself . ❝ i'm not trying to gaslight you , rin ... i ⸻ ❞ he , what ? can't even finish the sentence , because he doesn't know . coy grin disappears from countenance entirely , hues squeezed shut briefly as he breathes out . the look alone could give impression that he'd been the one that was harmed , though it's not his intention . ❝ i'm sorry . i don't have any good excuses . if you want the truth ? i've always known you liked me , and i needed a distraction . ❞ it sounds even worse rolling off his tongue than it ever did in the safe parts of his head , where no one could ever truly hear how much he didn't give a fuck about most things . knows he's too late , but it dawns on him then , he cares about rin . too much . ❝ i didn't expect to ... i don't know . actually catch feelings for you , like this . ❞
takes into consideration all that's said, pulling knees to chest. ❛ maybe you're right. i think ... i'm happier than i'm used to. it's making me a little off in the head, i guess. and a really bad friend while i'm at it. ❜ offers apologetic smile before redirecting, shifting around to fall back and rest head head against sora's thigh. ❛ mhm ⸻ i mean it. if i even look at my phone for the next two days, you can get back at me for it. punishment carte blanche. ❜ turns her head in the next second to press chaste kiss against the other's leg. ❛ what do you want to do ? my attention's all yours. don't waste it, ❜ she jokes, eyes alight with love and levity : all she's ever held for the girl on the other end of her sight.
feels like she's almost plucked sentiment directly from her own head , about being a bad friend . maybe they both felt the after effects of such , but it doesn't make it waver any more on her own end . wants her to be able to talk to her about any and everything ... even if was the gremlin she called a boyfriend . ❝ no , you're not a bad friend . i just ⸻ i miss you , okay dude ? tired of all the men talk . ❞ flips it as lightly as she could , despite heightened heartrate rattling against ribcage at the mere peck of kiss against leg . she could sink into the cushions of this couch and never come back out . ❝ well it's a sleepover must , isn't it ? we have to watch twilight . ❞

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takes bottom lip between teeth, chewing almost nervously on plump flesh. some uncomfortable handful of seconds later, tension escapes through her shoulders and lips — low sigh passes lips and that's the end of it. she shuffles forward and comfortably wraps her arms around him, standing tip - toe to embrace him by the neck. ❛ you'd have to do a lot worse than tell me you love me to ruin anything. i'm not that emotionally constipated. ❜ goes unsaid that she does suffer some discomfort with emotions ; has never been one to put them first, second, or third. problem stands that she never lent thought to the emotional stakes of their friendship in the first place and it's left them stranded in disconnected miasma. she hesitates to let go — almost doesn't trust him not to walk away again if she does. ❛ ... your turn. tell me where you want to go from here. ❜
almost feels embarrassed , now that she's mentioning it out loud . those three little words . they feel so small right now , but in the moment ⸻ when they'd word vomited their way out , it felt like they were as big as the entire universe . it makes him uncomfortable , though he doesn't want it to , the way she flips the question back onto him . or , maybe it was the way she made light of confession ? he can't tell precisely where the unsettled emotions reside , just that they're there . ❝ uhhhh ... ❞ could be honest , tell her he doesn't actually want to forget that he'd said it , but what good would that do right now ? when she's looking at him like she expects him to snap his fingers and fix all of it ? ❝ i just wanna go back to normal , ahnjee . that's it . ❞
distress threatens to clog vocal cords, but he swallows it down. calms himself since it is, by all means, his own fault. reaches out, fingertips grazing lightly against the underside of her wrist. ❛ i'll do better then. whatever you want. i want you to know that i am serious about this. about you. ❜
❝ that's the thing , freddy , why do i have to keep having these conversations with you for things to change ? ❞ can't deny the way diminutive touch settles nervous system , albeit slightly , but it does little to flatlines the infliction in tone . the shakiness within breath . ❝ you've said all of this before ⸻ remember ? ❞
❛ yes ⸺ all the sore throats i'm tasked to soothe, and i stand here stressing my own over you. ❜ feels brow twitch in response to the other's grating sarcasm and tone. the following question feels like a bid to further agitate, but he wills himself to see the sincerity of it. a question he'd also force past his lips. ❛ i wouldn't be here if he didn't want it. ❜ not inarguably true. it's not his job to ask what members want — just act on best interest. forces self to breathe ; to calm. speaks again. ❛ they don't tell me about their hookups unless they want something from it. and i promise you i wouldn't drag myself to your doorstep if he didn't want it. ❜ seconds pass, and he wills frustration to calm. says, blankly, ❛ if you don't want to sign, i won't force you. just say that. ❜
❝ you wound me . here i thought this was the beginning of a beautiful friendship ... ❞ could almost hear the roll of her eyes through timbre , if he wasn't already looking directly at her . there's this unsettling feeling building in the pit of her stomach , but he wasn't the right person to confide in ⸻ she knows that . he's just here on business , as he's said a dozen times over . hand movements elicit that of a ' get that thing away from me ' motion , in regard to the envelope within homme's grasp , before she practically snorts . ❝ look dude , nothing personal , but i'm not signing that . he can't even come here and talk to me about it himself ? nuh uh . ❞
𓍢ִ໋ ・ ✿ ˚ ༉ ࣪ ˖ ꫂ thumb hovers over illuminated phone screen , knuckles visibly tensing around the phone where the words tomorrow ⸻ can you make it ? still violently pulsed through eardrums . ❛ tomorrow ? ❜ he echoed , running a palm across the nape of his neck to knead at the unfamiliar tension . expression caught somewhere between the dork from sophomore year who’d wrapped bedsheet togas around his hips and a man suddenly , inexplicably aware of the amount of stuff he didn’t know about his ‘ relationship , ’ and whether it mattered to him how much of it was for show . ❛ i kinda had plans tomorrow … ❜ voice drifting off because admitting to a boys night suddenly felt , nakedly selfish . not exactly the kind of thing a boyfriend would need reminding to mention , and thus , a direct display of why he’d remained single all those years . ❛ what time ? ❜
any semblance of a flirtatious demeanor dissipates within milliseconds at the mention of already having plans . was she the only one actually present for the conversation , no ⸻ agreement , they'd just come to ? singular brow rises , pointed in the way she glares at him from across table . ❝ plans ... ? like what ? ❞ knows it's not inherently her place to ask , but she steps onto the high horse with just as much dignity as before . not wavering , even once . ❝ it starts at six , given we both just agreed that it'll help us out , can't you just reschedule whatever it is you've got going on ? i doubt it's more important , anyway . ❞
i just told my situationship that he did nawt show up for me as more than a friend on my birthday ( or at all ) really GHSKJGHSKJHG thots and prayers 4 me y'all pls and thank u

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𓍢ִ໋ ・ ✿ ˚ ༉ ࣪ ˖ ꫂ annoyance tinges the tips of ears red all over again . ❛ funny how crash is the thing burned into your memory and not the fact i’ve spent months telling you how much i hate watching you run back to her every chance you get . ❜ with his track record , he’d probably be crawling back to her after this argument too . ❛ we had this same exact conversation a few weeks ago then you pulled away and you said we needed space . every fight , every problem ⸻ it always leads back to her . and every time i finally convince myself she’s gone for good , there’s another conversation , another text , or another excuse for why she still has access to parts of your life that i don’t ! ❜ raw vulnerablity flashed before pride rushed in to smother it . ❛ i just think you’re always going to find your way back to listening her . whether we be in a relationship or on a break , it doesn’t matter . it somehow always happens . so what are we doing here ? i don’t know . you tell me . because from where i’m standing , you asked for distance and then got angry when the distance actually happened . ❜
❝ you guys had your tongues shoved down each other's throats ... can you bring yourself back down to reality , here ? even if it's just for a fucking second , to understand the stark difference between these two scenarios ? ❞ deadpans , before expression shifts into something more ... anguish-filled . averts gaze to keep it hidden , something he'd never guessed he'd have to do around her of all people . but right now ? it just feels embarrassing . ❝ i don't run back to her , leyla . she cornered me at that party , so apart from today ⸻ i haven't sought her out once . and i only did today , for some weird ass revenge . revenge i don't even care about . i only care about you . and watching you with crash !? that ... fuck . that killed me . is that what you wanted to hear ? or , is that how you wanted to make me feel ? 'cause it worked . ❞ metaphor isn't lost on him , the mention of distance as they're stood on entirely opposite ends of this living room . glances between where their feet are planted , and cautiously ascends the vicinity until he's met with cherubic countenance . swallows , hard . ❝ there wasn't any distance , you just put someone else in my spot . ❞ says it with so much conviction , timbre elicits stoic . like it was the easiest thing he'd ever said , apart from i love you . ❝ 'cause that's what it was , right ? you imagined it was me touching you , the whole time . ❞
open to femmes , with dante serra .
❝ come on , spare me the theatrics . you don't actually wanna get back together ... you're just bored , or lonely . or , fuck ⸻ probably a mix of both . ❞
open to anyone , with aurelia cardenas .
❝ i don't think it's crazy of me to say that we're just like roommates , at this point . i mean ⸻ you're never here ! if this was still important to you , you'd make time for it . ❞
i shall try and be on tn !
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