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knownoshamc · 8 months
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reblog so we can get more people
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panevanbuckley · 4 months
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soulmate au where your soulmate's thoughts appear on your skin except your soulmate has adhd and your body becomes a living canvas of nonsensical, never-ending, constantly entertaining trails of thought
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ricesinspo · 3 months
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☆ 'someone finally cares about you' prompts.
by @ricesinspo, credits appreciated!
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[★] they wrapped their arms around you - you can't remember the last time someone hugged you like this.
[★] getting pulled aside while everyone else is yelling at you. they get you like none of the others do; they know not to yell.
[★] patiently listening to all of your problems. like actually listening.
[★] ^ with no judgement.
[★] they notice whenever something's wrong.
[★] letting you cry into their arms. telling you it's okay, everything is okay - and you know it's true because they're with you.
[★] letting you cry at all; realizing you don't have to hide your tears in front of them.
[★] "in a world where people don't care about me, i'm lucky to have you."
[★] ^ and then they're like "who hurt you" / "where are your __ i just want to talk" lmao
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promptlywritingideas · 9 months
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"I hate you" as...
A guilty confession. I don't want to, I didn't mean to, but now I do.
An angry shout. Fists clenched, fury bubbling up inside until it finally bursts out.
A surrender. Exhausted, inflectionless. This is what you wanted, and you finally got it.
A joke; I'm giggling and so are you, and the words are so soft no one takes them seriously.
A warning; I'd never say that to you, and you know it, and now you know that something is very, very wrong.
A way of snarking back and forth with you. You've done something annoying, and I say I hate you, but we both know I don't mean it.
Defiance; you've won and we both know it, and I cannot stop you, but I will look you straight in the eyes, even to the end.
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Random Prompts 14:
"Look, I just think it's a bad idea." "You have said that about all of my ideas."
"Any questions?" *raises hand* "No, you cannot leave." *lowers hand*
"Y'know, when I agreed to do this, I somehow didn't think about how gross I would be by the end of the day." "Hence why showers exist."
"Do you even know how to flirt with other people?" "Yeah! I've watched movies and read manga about it!"
"This kid has insulted me so many times, nothing they say gets to me anymore." "You're ugly as hell." "You take that back-"
"Have you been here the entire time?" "Yes! I love watching you do your best before I save you and make you look stupid."
"So, uh... how can I befriend a demon?" "You don't." "Okay, but what if it's really annoying?"
"Hey, guys- oh my god, are they alright?" "Hm? Oh, yeah. This happens every weekend, don't worry about it."
"Are you actually this cool and mysterious, or are you fronting about it? If you're actually this cool I might be jealous."
"My favorite person in the world!" "I literally hope you die." "Aw, it's so good to see you!"
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corvase · 2 years
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enemies to lovers ‘later in their life’ prompts
later in their life; post-book things like getting married, living together. feel free to use :)
“can you pass me the s—“ “no.” “………. at what point do you become mature?”
“i’m tireddd.” *in a whiny voice* “i’m tired.” *mocking them*
“hug?” “clingy, much?……” but hugs them anyway
random races. waking up and brushing? i’ll do it five hours before you even begin dreaming. walking to the kitchen to make breakfast? i can flip fifteen pancakes before you can blink.
“you said you loved me first, remember?” “…. did i?”
everything is still a competition. i don’t care if both our families are watching i can and will scarf this all down and beat you
“cant believe we fell in love. i swore i would never become this trope.” “who doesn’t love a good cliche?”
“kiss?” and an immediate joking “no” but they’re already leaning in with a small smile
both being very stubborn and like carbon copies of the other so small domestic things trip them up
^ like they’re both lying down on the couch like “who’s turn is it to do the dishes?” “… i think it’s yours.” “but i did them yesterday.” “no you most definitely did not—“
“i missed you.” and with a small smile, “really?” and an annoyed “no i’m lyin— WHAT DO YOU THINK???”
“must you argue with me about everything?” genuinely annoyed because they just want to choose what to eat for breakfast and the other one just wants to argue
BUT ALSO “must you argue with me about everything?” and it’s with the fondest smile ever as they run a hand through the other’s hair
“where are the onions?” “…. you called me at 2:00pm on a work day to ask me where the onions are??? WHEN YOU BOUGHT THEM LAST?????????” “… if you didn’t know where they were you could’ve just said that but whatever.”
“do you fancy getting married?” “do i f— DO I FANCY????? WE’RE NINETEEN.” “yeah but i love you.”
“did you do the laundry?” “did YOU do the laundry?” “oh splendid i’m married to a seven year old.”
a petty argument and the make-up being all reluctant
^ like “and by the way, i hate your new haircut.” and the other responding with a smile and a “yeah?” because they know with a glance that it’s not true at all
“i love you.” “… yeah. you too, i guess.” “….? say you love me.” “…” “i’m going to call your mom.” “… that is so low.”
it’s also important to have moments where they acknowledge that the enemies part is in the past and as much as they joke they both love each other very much
^“can we be serious for a second?” and an immediate sobering up
“i love you like, a crazy amount, you know.” “i love you even more.” “okay…. just let me have this one maybe.”
them learning each other’s hobbies & things they enjoy doing, going out of their way to learn and enjoy it too
“let’s go stargaze.” “i’d honestly rather do anything else.” but they go and just stare at the other one the whole time (and the other is aware)
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creation-help · 4 months
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Variations on this sentence format bc it stirs my brain. It's about character dynamics it's about sharing it's about communication
[can be used as prompts]
- "Don't ask me, I won't tell"
- "Ask me, I won't tell"
- "Don't tell me, I won't ask"
- "You can tell me, but I won't ask."
- "You can ask but I won't tell"
- "Just asking, but you don't have to tell"
- "Just telling, so you don't have to ask"
- "Don't ask, I'll just tell you"
- "Don't tell"
- "Don't ask"
And, of course..
"Don't ask, don't tell"
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dumplingsjinson · 7 months
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“Stop it!” Character A says, giggling softly as Character B brushes their fingers along their spine; arches their back and the front of their body towards Character B involuntarily because of how sensitive and ticklish they are there. 
Character B stops for a second, then chuckles softly. “What, are you sensitive there?” they ask, tone with a light, teasing lilt to it, and Character A nods, shying away from Character B’s gaze.
“Mmm, I’m just a little ticklish there is all,” they murmur, shifting a little to get themselves into a more comfortable position. 
“Ahh,” Character B murmurs, a mischievous grin decorating their lips. “Well, if that gets you arching your back for me…” They reach out, brushing their fingers along Character A’s spine again, and Character A lets out a soft gasp, back arching out of their own will. “Then I think it’s a win, no? I think I can use this to my advantage, hm?” 
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lover-of-mine · 8 months
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911 Hiatus Rewatch and Parallels:
3x05 "Rage" -> 3x05 "Rage"
Bonus:
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clowningaroundmars · 2 months
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punkflower hcs bc i need to see more of them being cute teen boys together.... like, playful and creative and stuff
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♡ miles and hobie definitely exchange art often, even collabing on some punk zines and graffiti pieces occasionally. hobie also makes mixtapes on cassettes and slaps a million stickers on them just for his bf. miles appreciates the kind gesture but reminds hobie that he doesnt have a cassette player. "yet," hobie tells him with a wink :)
♡ miles draws a million little doodles for hobie on scrap paper, post it notes, hobie's gear, hobie himself. ofc hobie loves them all, esp when he gets to go home with his arms and chest covered in stars, cartoons, graffiti, and hearts
♡ miles is a lot more shy about dancing in public than hobie is, but whenever they manage to have any downtime at all hobie will wrap his arms around miles and sway them around. if music is playing anywhere, hobie will bop to it and get miles to join in
♡ hobie's love language? touch. any kind, anytime, anywhere, for any reason. words of affirmation come next
♡ miles' love language? quality time, and he's big on kissing. hobie isnt much of a kisser but loves his sunflower just the same, and does not complain at all when miles places little kisses on his hands, ears or his back
♡ sometimes hobie will be a lil mean to miles just as a flirty thing. just usual teenage boy stuff like kicking miles' sneakers, manspreading to get into his space if they're sitting anywhere together, using his height to bully miles into a corner away from everyone so they can flirt some more, crashing into miles on purpose just to be annoying
♡ anytime they get to go on multiverse missions together they somehow manage to get into the craziest shenanigans. breaking into a zoo to stop a villain from mutating the animals, saving a group of schoolkids on a field trip from a killer robot (?), one time hobie even drove a runaway car to stop it from crashing right into jamaica bay and miles was scarred for life
hobie tries to control the car as he haphazardly swerves it around pedestrians and barely manages to miss a group of elderly people.
miles clings onto his seat for dear life. "HOBIE!! you're gonna kill us man, where'd you get your license from!?" he yells.
hobie scoffs. "license?! i said i could drive, mate, i aint mention nuthin' 'bout no license!"
♡ hobie's universe is set in the 1970's and living in a dystopian police-state means it's too risky to bring back a phone with him, so he's often left out of spiderkid groupchats. miles still tries to keep him up to date on the latest memes and inside jokes though. they also have their own inside jokes too
♡ hobie wouldn't bring a smartphone with him anyways since he's so mistrusting of tech in general. video games, laptops, and "smart" tech mystify him, and smart watches? forget about it. when miles gets one for christmas one time, hobie clowned on his bf so hard the watch was never seen again
♡ that being said, they love exchanging music often so the only piece of technology hobie ever brings back to his dimension is an ancient half-busted ipod (it was probably rio's at one point) filled with music miles managed to download for him that week. spiderman-ing and living as a homeless teen means hobie doesn't get much time to explore genres outside of the UK punk scene and listening to brand new genres is often a trip! hobie finds out he loves drum n bass, grindcore, industrial techno, UK drill, deep house and 90's hip hop
♡ hobie gets miles to make him cool posters for whatever venue he plans on (or doesnt plan lbr) playing at every now and then
♡ rio LOVES hobie. hobie is the perfect gentleman (gentlespider?) around her and often tries to help her around the house when he can. miles... does not enjoy how much his mom favors his partner. jeff is also not so crazy about this smart-mouthed punk
♡ miles and hobie absolutely swap clothing as often as possible, with hobie "borrowing" miles' clothes more often. miles' parents keep commenting on how much of a rockero he looks with all the punk stuff and hobie never returns clothes without having altered them in some way (pins n bits everywhere, a mysterious rip or two here n there, pinned-up sleeves, etc)
♡ miles is absolutely horrible at cooking and feels left out when he sees hobie helping his mom in the kitchen. he desperately tries to learn, but it's a wonder how he hasnt sliced his fingers off yet trying to peel and cut platanos so they can make tostones
♡ for a person who's built like a lamppost, hobie is shockingly graceful with his movements. he always slips around a room like a cat and miles is so jealous of that. long gangly limbs should be a deterrent from moving like That and yet here he is, practically pirouetting around miles for fun
♡ which is a total TRIP when they go out swinging around a city. once the mask is on, every movement hobie makes is chaotic, frantic and unpredictable. spiderpunk and hobie are very different people sometimes
♡ rio often points out hobie's thinness as a typical hispanic mom does ("jóven, pero tu 'ta tan flaco, hobie honey come eat! i have leftovers here!") and miles also agrees that hobie could eat a lil more too. he is always sneaking bits of food into hobie's pockets or bags, saving fries and last slices for his partner. sometimes hobie brings home armfuls of tupperware filled with caribbean food back to his boat
♡ in return, hobie is like a magpie and brings back shiny gifts for them, some handmade stuff too. miles' drawers and nightstand are filled with jewelry, bottles, knickknacks, and other handmade accessories. his walls are filled with collages and zines hobie makes for him and rio bought frames for some of the pieces he makes her
♡ the first person to say "i love you" was miles, but by accident. after realizing it, he was nervous as hell worrying that hobie would clown him to death since he didnt seem like a big romantic. instead, hobie went nuts about it in his own hobie way, writing lyrics about miles' face when he said it, doodling them together more often, teasing miles about it often but lightheartedly. he flaunts miles' love whenever he can
♡ miles has a lethal puppydog face and he KNOWS it! one 🥺 look and hobie immediately folds and gives miles whatever he wants. but not before hemming and hawing about it first, playing up his hesitation just to make miles laugh
♡ speaking of laughter, hobie does Thee Most just to see his bf laugh or smile. he will always goof off in the bg, crack jokes every 2 secs and pretend to get hurt sometimes. hobie is naturally sarcastic and goofs off in general anyways but around miles he dials it up to 200
♡ hobie tries to get miles in on the whole anarchism thing but 1. the texts and manifestos from his dimension are different than miles' and 2. miles is a teen boy. he doesn't know anything about the theory of alienation or effective mutual aid and won't really care at the moment. "mm, you'll learn all 'bout it soon enough, though... eventually," hobie muses
♡ miles is not as big on pet names as hobie is. hobie has like 24984 nicknames for miles but miles mostly sticks to just calling his partner by his name. one day during history class tho a lightbulb moment happens, and when they meet up again miles is excited
"hobie!! guess what, i really got it this time. i have a nickname that i know you're gonna love!"
"spill," hobie says as he throws an arm over miles' shoulders.
"so you always call me sunflower all the time, right? and your name is ho... bee. get it? so i was thinkin' i'm gonna call you 'honey bee' now. y'know, you're not the only one who's got corny ass nicknames! it's good, right?"
hobie has to fight not to grin like a jackass
♡ hobie's sleep schedule is atrocious so whenever miles can manage it, he tries to wrestle his partner into any bed and tucks him in. hobie is touched that his sunflower cares so much about him ♡
♡ miles almost never gets permission to sleep over other friends' houses but on the rare occasions he does, he leaps into portals and goes to visit hobie in his dimension. his fave part of New London is hobie's boat, bc they set up a big hammock for them to lay in, feeling the sway of the boat and letting it lull them to sleep. not to mention that the boat itself is totally badass, and hobie more often than not encourages miles to cover it in graffiti
♡ hobie lowkey (but highkey) loves when miles gets a little bossy, forceful or stern. he loves ribbing miles about it (the "ill do it, but not cuz you told me to" line in mumbattan was a total joke from hobie btw LOL) and saying corny shit in response to a demand, but he loves seeing miles being confident and calling the shots every once in a while. it makes him proud
♡ if they can, miles and hobie try to gather up as much food as they can and take it over to the F.E.A.S.T. that's in hobie's dimension. miles meets hobie's "family" there and gets to know the community, which feels so much more tight-knit and welcoming than Visions. once miles gets over the major jarring differences between his world and hobie's, he finds he LOVES New London
♡ miles and hobie teach each other slang from their countries and time periods, you can't change my mind. miles walks around saying shit like "bloody 'ell" and "septic" all the time. the one time hobie said "deadass" completely unironically, all of the spiderkids DIED laughing
♡ miles learns that EVERY spider is a total dweeb in some way shape or form. even hobie! hobie's awkwardness comes out when theyre in big groups of people. hobie is oddly comfy with performing in front of crowds but when he's invited to parties and tries mingling, it's so... sooo awkward. miles secretly rejoices when he finds out hobie's weakness
♡ i'm an adhd hobie truther and i hc that miles buys hobie the weirdest fidget toys he can get his hands on. along with his switchblade, jewelry, and whatever he stole that day, hobie carries various different fidget toys in his vest to keep boredom at bay
♡ hobie definitely writes songs for miles but takes a very very very long time to actually admit it. miles finally finds out when one of hobie's songwriting notebooks falls open when hanging out in his boat, and hobie comes clean about it. with miles' encouragement tho, hobie makes the decision to add some of those songs into the usual setlist his band performs
♡ if miles ever has time, he tries to attend whatever gig hobie and his band has going on. he loves to see hobie perform on stage, his energy and stage presence is always electrifying
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unboundprompts · 8 months
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Could you do reddish brown eyes? And if you’ve already done if could you link that post
Different Ways to Describe Reddish Brown Eyes
-> check out these posts as well, they might give you some inspiration: x , x
-> feel free to edit and adjust pronouns as you see fit.
She had eyes like the red clay he used in his pottery studio.
His eyes reminded her of the old burgundy barn that sat in the backyard of her childhood home.
Her eyes were as beautiful as the leaves of trees in autumn.
Their eyes reminded her of old brick libraries and vintage books.
His eyes were the mahogany wood that his grandfather used to use to sculpt little figurines.
She had eyes like a dark sunset after a stormy day.
They had a faded tattoo on their arm-- that looks like it was once a vibrant red-- that matched their eyes almost perfectly.
He just couldn't get out of his head that her eyes looked like baked beans. He wanted to describe them as something beautiful, something that he couldn't quite put into words, but all he could come up with were baked beans.
She had eyes like the tea kettle set his mother used to leave out on the table.
His eyes were the same color as the lake water. It reflected the trees, the sun, and the muddy ground on its surface, hiding secrets beneath its docile waves.
They had auburn hair and it made their eyes look so much more noticeable.
She wore a necklace adorned with smoky quartz gemstones. If he didn't know any better, he would say that she had replaced her eyes with those very same stones.
Tragedy was hidden behind their red-brown eyes, weaved between their irises so it was well out of sight.
His eyes were like the red leaves on a maple tree.
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shrugsinchinese · 10 months
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So I’ve been rereading the sea the stars, the dreamers by @nonwal
Space Opera! Intrigue! Jenga! If I had a nickel every time I read a fic where Astrid threw a knife near Essek’s head!
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buckrogers · 1 month
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sketching bucky always being one of steve's favorite things in the world to do and there being so many from the days before the war when he'd chance awake early enough that buck would barely stir when he wriggled out from beneath the covers and shivered his way to the toilet, coming back and finding him huddled deeper into the warmth steve had left behind, nose pressed into steve's pillow with one arm draped over the side of the mattress, snoring softly -- steve's exasperation at him stealing the covers (and steve's side of the bed) fading so quickly beneath the weight of fond affection and the sudden twitching need in his fingertips to draw him, just like this with a bare shoulder peeking out and those dark curls drifting over his brow ...
cut to present day and it's still steve's favorite thing to do, but the opportunities for it don't present themselves the same way and steve's been so careful not to push too hard, not to overwhelm buck before he's ready with thoughts and feelings about their lives before the war but he still stirs earlier of the two of them and it's barely dawn when he rolls over the morning after arriving for another clandestine fly in to wakanda and finds buck resting on his side, hair falling over his cheek the same way it used to, longer now he's been recuperating and that same yearning strikes --
it's what bucky opens his eyes to, the scratch of pencil to paper and steve's eyes on him and maybe it should be just another thing that confuses him or pushes on all those tender bruises in his mind but it ... doesn't, as it turns out, it feels a little like coming home and the smile that breaks, slow and sleepy and satisfied across his face says as much; is its own kind of homecoming for steve.
inspired in part by this post by elkleggs of wartime sketches of bucky drawn by steve
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aibyoutachi · 6 months
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its still freaking pocky day here
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Random Prompts 10
"When the voices tell me to do something, nine times out of ten I'm gonna do it. I don't know why you think I won't."
"This is ridiculous." "I totally agree. What sort of gala has someone dressed like that?"
"Does this seem like too much for a raiding party or?" "That is an evening gown." "I know, I've never been invited to one of these before, so I'm asking for advice."
"Do you really need seventeen copies of the same dagger?" "Yes. I get a new one each time I kill someone."
"Why do I have to be the decoy?" "Because you're hot. All decoys are hot." "... Did you just call me attractive?" "Was I not supposed to?"
"I think we bit off more than we could chew with this one." "Oh, really? Did the voices tell you that too?"
"Spending a night behind bars before my execution was not how I planned my evening going." "Shame for your new plans of moping until you're dead, because that won't be happening."
"Did you have to destroy everything on the way out?" "I'm sending a message!" "What message? 'Hey we broke out, fuck you'?"
"Are you still mad at me?" "You are a thief and a crook and almost got me killed last night." "So... that's a maybe?"
"Next time, we'll plan better. That was kinda sketchy." "Next time?"
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elvenbeard · 4 months
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Kerry looked at the lack of new messages on his phone, not really impatient, not nervous, but something strange in-between... Full of anticipation, more like it. Right on the edge of where it was still exciting but also slowly turning into nerve-wracking agony.
It was almost 9 p.m., the music was blaring across the dancefloor the next room over, and even here, in this little hallway to the side, the laser show was still impressively bold. Private braindance cabins were lined up closely here, clients came and went, paid him little mind as they passed him by on their way in and back out of Lizzie’s Bar.
Not Kerry’s usual scene, admittedly. Not for lack of trying or interest, it was more this place in particular. The music, the crowd, the fashion and food… just awfully reminded him how fucking old he was. Usually, to make it through the night in a bar like this, he’d need a decent amount of booze, even better some candy, but currently that was still out of the question, as his date for the night hadn’t arrived yet… And damn, he was running late. Kerry wished he could say that was unusual. He hoped it was part of the plan, at least.
Or maybe he just had trouble finding him here… Kerry had decided to remove himself from the crowd a little, had noticed a few stares here and there. Not that he minded, but again, he was waiting still, and didn’t really want to mingle on his own, or worse, however unlikely it was in this place, spend the night giving autographs. He looked back on the screen, mindlessly scrolled through the last text messages…
“Hey handsome,” a voice purred next to him, pulled him back to reality. Had Kerry not instantly recognized it, he may have panicked, or just made up a blatant lie as to why he had to leave. Instead, he could finally slip his phone back in his pocket and looked up with a smile. A young man leaned against the wall right next to him, provocatively – he definitely fit in here better than Kerry did. Colorful hair and a cocky grin, striking amber eyes framed by smudgy dark eyeliner. Kerry only just managed to hold back the question where in his closet V had kept the neon-purple net-tanktop he wore, if he’d had it hidden in some box or corner. Knowing him though, he probably saw it in a store and had the idea for this mystery date-night before even buying it.
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“You look bored. How come, in a place as interesting as this?” V, no, the mysterious stranger of course, asked. He lifted his hand to gently tug on Kerry’s jacket’s lapel. Kerry smiled.
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“Hmm, guess I didn’t meet anyone that caught my interest yet,” he said, couldn’t resist reaching up to quickly brush his fingers along V’s arm, across his hand, squeeze his fingers just for a moment. He could see in V’s eyes that he was struggling to stay serious and cool, noticed the light flush of his cheeks. Kerry couldn’t help but chuckle.
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“Well,” V said, pausing briefly, before looking Kerry in the eyes again, “Maybe I can be the one to make this night more interesting for you…”
Gently he took Kerry’s hand, and Kerry more than willingly followed as he led him to the dancefloor.
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jasdökfhadfaf okay I haven't done something in this format for a while and it was really fun XD Sorry for the long post but yes!!
In my hc they often go on "mystery" dates like this, sometimes more elaborate scenarios like here with a secretive meeting in a location previously agreed upon. Sometimes it's just something simple as meeting for a coffee and pretending to be someone else or not knowing each other XD The tradition started at Caliente's when V was late and Kerry was (rightfully) mad, pretended he didn't know him and complained to him about how his boyfriend is never on time (because talking about difficult stuff like this "indirectly" with a stranger feels easier for some reason). Vince played along right away, also blaming the boyfriend for being really shitty and yeah XD It developed from there just into a fun thing to spice things up a bit now and then when normal life and appointments and all that stuff gets too overwhelming. A little escape from reality if you will (and simultaneously learning to appreciate reality again, too, because usually after a night out like that they're both exhausted and just happy to stay in and cuddle the next day xD).
IM VERY NORMAL ABOUT THEM AND DONT DAYDREAM ABOUT THIS A LOT AT ALL BTW öakhjsdfdasfadösfhasdfdsfa I'll see myself out xDD
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