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I'm Shay! This is a semi-private 21+ indie rp blog. Nice to meet you! I love a little writing in my free time. Continue on if you want to join me!
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Drafts: 4 | Closed Starters: 4 | Queue: 54
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DAMSON IDRIS as joshua pearce in f1 (2025)
I just love me some Jonathan Bailey I do yk I do
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Sedona nodded โ slow and steady โ while continuing to work through where the recipe went haywire. It wasnโt exactly giving falafel. โYeah, thatโs not it,โ they replied, trying to find the root of the flavor. Maybe if theyโd been cooked a little longer it wouldโve turned out, but Sedona was quite convinced by then that there was a foundational problem holding back the entire dish. โWhat spices did you put in here, Eddie? You didnโt add like cardamom, or something, did you?โ The expression on her friendโs face made her curious about his own thoughts on the creation. An eyebrow arched, waiting for him to give a true review.
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โCinnamon, maybe?โ Heโs speaking through the falafel, the savory flavors clashing against that out-of-place spice. How sheโd spotted it so quickly had him wondering if Sedona should do the cooking. At least for a while. Itโs a long, long way down as he chokes on the mash, grimacing as the aftertaste settles. โI am so sorry I put you through that, man. Is the jollof good at least?โ He points to the side plate of rice. His momโs recipe, Eddie was certain, nothing could go wrong there. Except maybe an underestimation of his friendโs spice tolerance. Heard it was bad luck once to try your food before serving. Heโs waiting with bated breath, taking a moment to down some water and wash away his mistakes. โIt better be or imma be real embarrassed. Cause that other shit was nasty.โ
Tyler had a hell of time trying to figure out what he was whipping up for dessert. Santi had already tried a handful of all the new offerings he'd been working at for the bakery. And they'd all been hits. Add onto that the Santi was being gracious enough to host and cook him dinner? It had to be nothing less than triumph. The only way to go was something completely removed from anything Santi had tried. Armed with his best tres leches, he knocked on the man's front door.
As soon as it swung open, Tyler was all smiles, tampering down any anxieties he'd been having about the whole affair. "I'm a pretty patient guy when I wanna be. Don't sweat it. Though, it looks like you've been pretty hard at work." Tyler noticed, slipping off his shoes as he made his way inside. A wall of smells hit him immediately. "Something...roasted? And a candle?" Tyler laughed, eyes averting to the center of the table.
"For what it's worth, man, it does smell amazing." Tyler couldn't help but gush as he quickly found his way to the fridge to store his dessert. "If it's as good as it smells, like I said, you just might be seeing a lot more of me."
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โIโm drinking this new hard cider a friend of mine is trying to make big. Itโs a little gimmicky, but itโs good. Lemme know if I can grab you a drink, but please. Make yourself at home.โ His place is thoughtfully cluttered, pictures of his lola, cousins back in the Philippines, squished into every corner of the wall. The mass of memories is relieved only once you reach the kitchen, pristine. Platter of mixed vegetables to snack on sitting, waiting for them, but Nathan is greedy. He eyes the fridge, curious to know what Tyler had brought for him. In the mood for something rich, decadent, and easy to ease into the evening with. Or light and airy, a precursor for their time together.
A distraction, conversation, is what any good host would offer to their guest. But Nathanโs nerves donโt seem to falter for a moment with Tyler in his home. His lips feel looser today, torn between what he should say and what he wants to say. That Tyler looked good. That when he passed by, he smelled good too. โIโd be too lucky to see more of you, donโt tease me.โ He joins him in the kitchen, perched against his island. โItโs tiny, I know," he references the space they shared. "So itโll be a little intimate. Hope you donโt mind.โ
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Suspicion takes tighter hold on her expression when he closes the gasp between their frames, swallowing hard as her entire body goes stiff. "Lots of things." Femme scoffs half-heartedly, breath catching in the back of her throat as he presses his lips against the back of her palm. "A-And... What if I don't?" Elena can't help that she doesn't believe Nathan for a second, not without some kind of proof that he's serious before she even replies with everything she's been dying to say.
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For a second, Nathanโs impressed with himself, surprised almost, that heโs pulled off a supposed ruse this long. As he stands within her breath space, the certainty that heโs only testing her seems to deflate. His own heart rate quickening, his smile faltering as he wondered to himself whose feelings were really being revealed. โIf you donโt..โ he lets her hand fall, words striking true as he spoke them. โYouโll disappoint me. But Iโd really like to kiss you right now.โ
What a relief. Billie can't help the smile that curves her lips, the little bit of pink that colours her cheeks. It had always been a tiny worry in the back of her mind - even though she and Niko hadn't seen each other in such a long time, Billie had wondered what the reaction to her transition would be.
"I, um. I know. I saw the announcement." There's a touch of embarrassment in that admission - the implication she'd been following what happened with Wonderboy this whole time. "I missed you too - I almost bought tickets, but I wasn't sure..." If she could handle seeing Niko again. If she could handle being just another face in the crowd.
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โRight, of course.โ Sheโs more embarrassed by their popularity than prideful. Known more for their shenanigans than the music itself. Not completely innocent, having indulged in her fair share of scandals. Niko can only be thankful that those who began listening typically never stopped. โI feel like a different person up there, itโs fascinating. The lights come on and I, like, sparkle.โ
โBut it gets old quick.โ She waves away her success, dismissive of the achievements, shy around Billie. Easier to pretend her day-to-day wasn't a dream come true. โWhat are you up to? Working anywhere?โ She swallows thickly, โSeeing anyone?โ
open to: m, f, nb, 21+ plot | cleaning blood off of her partner
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"This isn't funny, stop laughing." Zo dabs gingerly at the blood, extra pressure to encourage the flow slowing down. She should be used to it, fixing them up, can usually do it without much complaint, but the distance between these clean-ups was becoming much shorter. Face scrunching, she throws the tissue at their face. "You're hurt, baby. Again.."
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46 days, by her count, since she'd woken up on a beach. Entirely different from the beaches of Raja Ampat. This ground was peppered with shells and glass, always too hot and with no shade to be found. Food is scarce. What little fish they managed to pull from the ocean had once paled in comparison to the ahi tuna she'd expected from this trip.
Now, practically a delicacy compared to the figs and sea grapes she's had to scarf down as of late, soaked in the fear that this time eating unfamiliar foliage might be her last. But as she picked her teeth with the bone, it dawned on her that today felt different. Was different. Today, Celine has finally, finally lost hope. "I don't think anyone is coming for usโฆ"
niko really LIGHTS UP like this. the literal push and shove that had her eyes lit up with a fury and an emotion that had seemed to otherwise leave her listless, lately. like she couldn't pick up what leo had put down, not for lack of talent but because she simply had a different tool set. how frustrating, to be so talented, and know that you were held to a standstill, simply because, well, the mood swings of the one in charge.
and she's been trying to help! keep him on track, in the mood, going to the studio. but his swings take him out and off and on a much more appealing adventure with alice, who finds it oh so hard to turn down that fun time. but then, oh, add in the fact that now when she's staring down THE VIPER, that she's ready to strike, that she's raging, shoving, pushing, alive! "why would i want you to be afraid of me?" the delight, it sings within her voice. "you're so much more fun here with me!"
destroy me, oh, rip me to pieces~ oh, she's heard romantic things like that from her before, she loved the feeling of being so nestled into her brain. "don't be shocked when you're the one throwing fists first, you little brat-" the spit, the blood, her lips split into a grin. she's fast, pushing her again, a hand around her wrist to twist it back. "don't MAKE this worse when you need to use this later~ unlike you, i don't care if i appear on stage with a black eye~"
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"Keep your bodily fluids to yourself, it's disgusting, ah-" That slice of pain shooting from her wrist, alarm bells, danger! Drop in her stomach with the strike of Alice's words. It's all for the music in the end. How worth it was this, if she can't even play? But a part of her is itching to dish out the consequences that Alice and Leo never seem to pay. That Niko's absence from Wonderboy would have a strong influence. A gaping hole left in his precious harmony, without the one to pull it all together. She'd like to see him panicโjust onceโinstead of sitting comfortably in her devotion. Sure, Niko started it, but Alice was an omen. A promise that something this week would not go as planned.
Not like she could go on stage like this anyway, face swelled, wrist trapped, the tears threatening even when she tries to swallow them down. She hates that Alice gets her like this, face turned away to hide how her lip quivers. Better to let her snap, give them a few months, maybe a year as she healed, in the hopes her group members would get a grip. The question rings if she would even have much to come back to.
Her resolve fizzling out as quickly as it had erupted, body betraying her as she sniffled. Niko's decided, one way or another, to keep her promise of destroying. That if she had the displeasure of seeing Alice again, things would not be the same. "Just stay away from me." She yanks to wrestle against Alice's strength, "The only one making things worse is you. Anything else doesn't matter, right? This is his life's work, and he would throw it away for nothing. You could do the half-decent thing and fuck off. Stop making it so easy for him."
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everything will probably be fine but i have to get really anxious just in case
"i do the best i can," she said with a ducked head, a sheepish smile. they were used to compliments like that, from make-up artists and directors and definitely fans. coming from ayla was better than pretty much all of them short of her family. or a crush that left her wanting more like the topic of their conversation. nails tapped on the side of the glass before throwing up a single finger at the other, "exactly! i want to yearn. people don't yearn anymore. it's all immediacy. in a hurry."
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"โyet they wonder why it's always burning out so fast. No." She waves her hands dismissively. Felt good to know Sienna and her were on the same page. Her favorite read lately had the slowest burn she could have imagined. Ayla questioned if they'd ever actually get together, but was delighted when they finally caved and confessed. Reminded her of times, much long ago, when she'd first swiped up on said story with heart eyes. Only to lose her courage and offer a friendly hangout with Sienna instead. "I am so tired of the hookups, though. It's so impersonal. Maybe no one's hitting it right, I don't know."
