okay, kiddos. now that i’ve figured out how to fucking turn off the beta shit, i’m moving over to my old blog for my ocs AND JUST MY OCS. my canons are staying on my prcttypoiscn blog. the blog will be @risktvkers​ !! so if you’re following me here, go ahead and follow that blog instead bc i’ll be able to follow back. this is an issue with my OCD and not being able to properly do shit on a sideblog. so yeah. lets get shit done. all posts that i have here will be posted as a new post over there because i need to be able to track all my stuff.

okay, kiddos. now that i’ve figured out how to fucking turn off the beta shit, i’m moving over to my old blog for my ocs AND JUST MY OCS. my canons are staying on my prcttypoiscn blog. the blog will be @risktvkers​ !! so if you’re following me here, go ahead and follow that blog instead bc i’ll be able to follow back. this is an issue with my OCD and not being able to properly do shit on a sideblog. so yeah. lets get shit done. all posts that i have here will be posted as a new post over there because i need to be able to track all my stuff.

okay, kiddos. now that i’ve figured out how to fucking turn off the beta shit, i’m moving over to my old blog for my ocs AND JUST MY OCS. my canons are staying on my prcttypoiscn blog. the blog will be @risktvkers​ !! so if you’re following me here, go ahead and follow that blog instead bc i’ll be able to follow back. this is an issue with my OCD and not being able to properly do shit on a sideblog. so yeah. lets get shit done. all posts that i have here will be posted as a new post over there because i need to be able to track all my stuff.

okay, kiddos. now that i’ve figured out how to fucking turn off the beta shit, i’m moving over to my old blog for my ocs AND JUST MY OCS. my canons are staying on my prcttypoiscn blog. the blog will be @risktvkers​ !! so if you’re following me here, go ahead and follow that blog instead bc i’ll be able to follow back. this is an issue with my OCD and not being able to properly do shit on a sideblog. so yeah. lets get shit done. all posts that i have here will be posted as a new post over there because i need to be able to track all my stuff.

Chris Evans & Evan Rachel Wood in Gucci Guilty Eau Commercial

E: You’ve ever Postmates a Taco Bell?

M: Oh yeah.

E: Okay, good, yeah, we’re friends.

oflonging‌: CORY & ISA !!

“I can take it.” She bit down on her lip, hoping she could. He was much larger than her ex, but she was more than willing to try. She was too turned on to not at least try. “Please.” She was bucking her hips forward to push him forward. 

cory grinned as she bucked her hips up, “patience is a virtue, isa. we’re not in any rush, are we?” of course he was teasing. he just wanted her to beg for a moment. as soon as he heard the please, he pressed the tip in and looked down. normally, cory was a good guy but for some reason her wanting him, brought out a side in him.

starter for @tragicmaagic​ // CORY & WEDNESDAY !!

plot idea: x

    cory’s parents were throwing one of their usual parties. it was like they didn’t even notice he was there. when he saw wednesday walk in, he immediately walked over to her, “thank god you’re here. i was about to go fucking crazy.” he said to the blonde.

rxsethxrns‌: FARAH & IRIS !!

She wasn’t usually one to go out by herself, often surrounded by friends or the fling of the week but she was bored and needed something - or someone - to do. The bar had seemed like the best choice. When the hands landed on her hips she turned to look over her shoulder, wondering who it was that had finally decided to come join her. The sight of Farah shocked her and made her knees a little weak. She’d thought the woman was beautiful from the moment she had laid eyes on her back in high school but then their parents had got married and everything was ruined. Usually she managed to restrain herself but tonight there was tequila flowing through her veins and any sense of preservation was good. “You look as hot as you always do,” she replied, putting a bit more effort into moving her hips to the music.

farah grinned against the other’s ear. she was more than happy she wasn’t going to be there alone. especially with iris there. the brunette took a small breath in and ran her hands down the woman’s hips. she kissed the other’s neck and hummed softly as she swayed with the music, “you know, iris, you and me, back in high school, could’ve been a great couple.” she said into her ear, “too bad our parents got married, right?” she smirked. they were older now and things were much different. she was loving this already.

sheldonwrites‌: AMARA & BEN !!

ben’s mother had instilled in him a love for cooking from a young age. some of his favorite memories included him in their tiny marseille kitchen, him standing on a chair to tower over the counter while his mother doled out instructions in a soft french voice. “pas trop, mon petit,” she’d warn as he carelessly threw in the bowl of sugar, just happy to spend time together. most of the time, she was working late at her day job or had to go in early on her night job, leaving him to fend for himself. he’d never minded, he’d always prided himself on his independence, but those memories together 

so, with a raspberry-chocolate cake in the oven, he’d just been scrolling through his news feed when the knock came. he wasn’t expecting anyone, didn’t have many friends who’d turn up unannounced, but then remembered the book he’d ordered last night, so he pushed himself off the bar stool and made his way across the room, only to stand there in complete silence once he’d opened the door. it was her. he’d recognize her features anywhere. 

“amara?”

amara pressed her lips together and she turned to look at ben. the woman frowned softly and nodded as he said her name. the way he said her name was familiar. she took a small breath in and closed her eyes softly. the brunette eyes red and teary. she looked at him. “ben.. i’m sorry for showing up like this. i didn’t have anywhere else to go.”

she took another breath in and wiped her eyes softly, “everything is... horrible. my mom passed away and i just.. i’m sorry, ben.” she was drenched from the rain and shivering, “can i come in?” she asked, wrapping her arms around herself as she tried to stay standing, “everything’s falling apart.”

i just want a plot where it’s two rich kids who live in neighboring estates and their families always throw parties together and they have vacation homes in the same spots and their elite parents are too busy to notice when they sneak off to fuck in that second guest bathroom that no one uses or get high in the back library and makeout

Melissa Benoist standing next to Evan Rachel Wood, what a beautiful view!!!

open to: f/m/nb

plot: amara showed up on your muses doorstep, cold from the rain. they’re exes and everything has recently turned to absolute shit for amara. she just needs your muse and feels like they’re the only person she can turn to. they dated for 3 years, were engaged for 1 before amara’s mom got sick and she broke it off.

amara stood there at the doorstep of her ex. it was a stupid idea for her to be there. but something pulled her to them. some sort of gravitational pull. she had just lost her mother and her life, she felt was in shambles. the woman was not ready for life to catch up with her and she needed a distraction from her life. that’s was the real reason she was standing there. but part of her wanted them back. she wanted to feel what it was like to feel loved once again.

the brunette pressed her lips together. she hadn’t decided whether she wanted to knock on the door or turn her ass around and walk away. however, she couldn’t bring herself to turn and walk away. she knocked softly on the door and turned away from it, wanting to keep her face away from the door so she wasn’t automatically turned away. especially with the tears that ran down her face.

    ordering her next appletini, she’d lost count, she downed it and walked back out to the dance floor. farah’s inability to hold her booze very well was probably showing. she saw her step sister and grinned softly, walking up behind the woman and placed her hands lightly on the other’s hips. the woman had had some sort of a thing for the other since their parents got married when they were in high school but she never acted on it. but her drunk brain automatically did the work for her, “you love so good tonight !!” she said into the other’s ear. 

open to: m/f/nb connections: (best) friends, enemies, s/o, ex, old friends, (step)siblings, all the taboo goodness, whatever you’re feeling

It had been a long day filled with never ending stress and running around just to make sure that her boss didn’t find a reason to fire her. Now that it was over, though, it was time for Iris to enjoy herself and make the most of her free time. By the time she got to the bar it was already pretty packed, the dance floor filled with bodies pressed together, swaying to the music. She ordered a few shots a the bar, downing them one after the other before she headed to join the mass of bodies. It was a good thing she was a lightweight because the heat and the swaying had the few shots already making her feel tipsy. When she felt the body press up behind her, she moved without a care, pressing herself back against the newcomer swaying in time with the music.

Kelsey Chow in Hayley Kiyoko’s Girls like Girls