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But we'll always be this~
F R O Z E N
Never moving forward.
That's what I miss the most.
P O S S I B I L I T I E S
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Tragically numb;

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I promise I’ll start being more active around here~ I’ve been kinda slackin’ since life decided to kick me in the rear again. If you’ve been looking for me I’ve been most active on my Uhura and my newest muse Jane……. But you can always contact me via ask or skype if you have it! I’ll be around here later tonight I promise~

rex-stellarum:

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                        his eyes flittered about her carefully poised expression for a few moments and a soft breath escaped his lips. though things were moving along just as he had wanted —- she was seeming to want to run away any second and he couldn’t let that happen. Jim couldn’t let himself get sucked into this, he needed to keep his head above the water. she was supposed to be the one begging in the end, not him, not him.

     ❝and why not? you’re
i       hope i’m nice.
        i don’t see the problem.❞

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               —-A laugh slipped past her lips at his befuddled bravado. How it seemed so easy to fluster him she’d never understand. Yet, nonetheless she’d just grin, repeating the statement with a little more suave.
                                           ’ Could you take me home, Mr. Kirk?
                                  I think I had too much to drink.

dividiax:
“ Jane Smith~  I thought I told you
not bother me at the office,
H O N E Y.
“ ♔Indie status, will rp with any and all. At my own discretion.
♔One-liners, paras, novellas, ask box interactions.
♔Based off the move Mr. and Mrs. Smith.
♔Mun...

rex-stellarum:

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                     he opened his mouth to reply only to have it gape for a few moments before he finally willed it to shut. damn, this girl definitely knew how to play people into her little traps. Jim smiled, hoping to buy some time to find a well thought out reply to her question.

     ❝can’t friends go out
        for dinner? i mean —-
        that’s what we are, right?❞

                                                yes of course, blame it on her.

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                               ’ Oh Jim—-
                     —-She wore that delinquent smile, stretching deviously to her
                pretty gold eyes. Chewing on her bottom lip in silent anticipation.
                                                             ’ —-We’re not gonna be
                                                                                             f r i e n d s.
            —-She was pretty positive that was impossible now.

rex-stellarum:

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                          ❝maybe i’ll give you a tour
                             of my office sometime.❞

            { and maybe fuck her on his desk for stress relief - god - that would be just perfect. straightening his posture and adjusting his suit jacket, the blonde sends her a look from across the table. }

  ❝but only if you
     show me yours. ❞

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                              ’ Will you? What a lovely idea.
                  —-A knowing smirk, of course. She would be lying if she said she didn’t want him alone. Even worse was the fact that there was hardly going to be a time for that.
                                        ’ So tell me, Jim. Why on Earth did you
                               invite me to dinner when you can just take your
                               pretty wife out?
                  —-She already knew the answer, but she wanted to make him squirm, listen to him as he, hopefully, tripped over his own words. Trying to cover his true intentions. She enjoyed the game just as much as anybody.

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rex-stellarum:

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                      ❝what? you gonna make
                         an honest, good man
                         out of me, Miss Rosalie?
                                              i think i could
                                            try a bit harder
                                           but just for you.❞

              { a small thank you passes his lips as the waitress pours two glasses of red wine. nodding to the blonde across from him, he takes a small sip, enjoying how the tangy liquid flows down his throat. now —— let’s see just how tipsy he can get her. }

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                     ’ If that’s what you want,
                                    —-Mr. Kirk.
              Then perhaps I can pull a couple strings.
                      —-Plump lips would sip on her wine as eyes of gold continued to gaze at him. Clearly he was analyzing her just as much as she was him. Peculiar. Considering his relationship status was the exact opposite of what was appropriate. Call her a home wrecker, but what was the fault in a little fun?

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     ❝well - you know - i’ve been
       getting along just fine.
       though i am kind of
       pissed that i’m two million
       short of making a million
       a week, but what can you do?❞

                          { grinning, he slides into the chair across from her and motions for the waitress to fetch some wine. }

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          ’ Oh? Only a million. Is that all?
                                                     —-She could only laugh at the look upon
                                               his devilishly handsome face.
                  ’ Seems to me you just aren’t working hard enough then.
          —-And she gave him a smile. Dripping in sweet charisma and tastefully flirty glances. She wasn’t knew to this whole political game. Oh she was well versed in the arts actually. Unhappily married, well, it seemed more of a one sided unhappiness to her when she’d met his wife. Innocently still devoted to the man who was surely no longer present. In fact, she made her goal to relieve that stress from her shoulders. However, he seemed to be playing it cool, despite the acts of sin swimming around his, too blue to be real, eyes.

rustvrvan:

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   ⊰ ♖ ⊱ ❝ what do you think :
                cinnamon roll or croissant ? ❞

         (   the daily dilemma.   )

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              ’ Cinnamon roll.
                         —-Call it personal preference.