Dxrlingdevils​:

amoonlitmemory​:

Closed starter for @littledaydreamers

Kate stood outside the door as she attempted to listen in to her co-worker and Asher, they had been whispering between themselves ever since they entered the breakroom. The fact that they were in the breakroom wasn’t anything new, they often let Asher use it to take a break in between his sets if he needed, however the fact that they would stop talking as soon as anyone walked into the room which raised her suspicions. “Alright losers, what are you two up to? Don’t tell me nothing because we all know you’d be lying and you’re awful at it.” She claimed as she pushed open the door hoping to surprise them.

As Kate pushed open the door, Asher and her co-worker, Max, quickly straightened up, their faces betraying a mix of surprise and guilt. Asher, with his usual nonchalant demeanour, grinned at Kate and replied, "Ah, Kate, always bursting in at the perfect time! You caught us red-handed, huh?" He leaned against the countertop in the breakroom casually. "Actually, we were just discussing some new workout techniques. You know me, always trying to stay ahead of the game," Asher explained, trying to diffuse any suspicion despite the fact he’d never stepped into a gym in his life.

Zach sighs, glancing at her with a flicker of something almost like... patience? Almost. He leans forward slightly, his expression flat but serious. "Alright, fine. I’ll give you one shot, just this once," he says, his tone a little more neutral than usual. "If you wanna talk, I won’t laugh, and I won’t use it against you. But you gotta know, it’s a one-time deal. After this conversation, I'm going back to not giving a hoot about your issues or problems. Deal?" He raises an eyebrow, challenging her to either take it or leave it.

there was something she didn't trust about the other offering her space to complain so she glares to him instead. his reaction only shows that he has no general interest in what she has to say. rolling her eyes she shakes her head. "of all people - i am not about to complain to you and tell you my problems. you'll just laugh or use it agaisnt me." she points out to him pulling her legs up to her chest letting herself go silent.

amoonlitmemory​:

Jacey grinned as she listened to him rant, not that he didn’t have a valid point with all his concerns, it was just that in her job she was used to having to make the best of a situation and make do with what you had so being short staffed wasn’t anything new to her. If anything working with children had made her pretty easy going as a person. “Oh come on, it’s not that bad. Look at it this way, you get to stay in a beautiful place that you don’t have to pay for. Free food and my company for the summer.” She nudged his shoulder playfully. “Everything is going to be fine, we’ll figure it out and besides it’s for a good cause remember? This is the only holiday some of these kids will get and it’s a chance for them to get away from things going on at home.”

Asher took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. Jacey had a point, the kids were the reason they were doing this. They were there to give the children a chance to experience something they might not have otherwise. And he couldn't deny that the location was stunning, with a crystal-clear lake and towering trees surrounding the campsite. "Okay, you're right. We'll figure it out," he said, smiling at Jacey. “And if we don’t, well, maybe I’ll just sneak off in the middle of the night and leave you with all of the screaming brats.” 

ofblcssxms​:

The feeling in his chest was unfamiliar to Ivan, it was something that he’d never felt before nor did he ever want to feel again. Whatever it was, it made him feel weak. Being in the career he was, weakness was something that he shouldn’t have. The rest of his crew had warned him against getting involved with someone on the outside, yet he’d gone and done it anyway. That’s just the kind of person he was, when told to do something, you’d likely find him doing the complete opposite out of spite. As Natalie spoke, Ivan’s eyes softened momentarily. Her voice always had a way of soothing him when his anger got the better of him. Blinking, he then shook his head, once again letting his anger take hold. “You think I don’t know that? Five years I sat in my cell, giving up my reputation for you. I had inmates coming at me every day but I never fought back. Not once. For you. To get out early.. For you.” Ivan made his way toward her, searching her face for any sign of remorse. “After I gave myself up, after I let myself get beat down, this is how you repay me.”  

Natalie looked down, feeling ashamed. She couldn’t face him. That look in his eyes. “I’m sorry Ivan, I really am. I never planned for any of this to happen. The last thing I wanted was to hurt you, but it had been so long since I heard from you.” Natalie tried to explain, even though she knew he wouldn’t understand. “I just needed someone, and I needed someone who was going to put me first. I was never your priority, and I knew that wasn’t going to change when you got out.” She could feel her face flushing as the tears rose to her eyes. She wiped them away angrily, annoyed at herself for getting so emotional.

real talk though, all i am asking for is a cute (and potentially angsty) domestic plot surrounding a girl who has to take responsibility for her younger sibling when their parents bail and a perhaps slightly older man who falls for her. due to whatever circumstances, perhaps he doesn’t have anyone in his life either so his whole life becomes her and helping to take care for the sibling. however, nobody said that the way he helps to support their new lil family is legal. just a thought. 

Ok but I actually need an apocalyptic/end of the world/zombie apocalypse type rp where muse a has been living on their own for so long and has a good setup going and is comfortable, but one day finds muse b hurt and nurses them back to health and then they start trusting each other and surviving together and then together they finally go looking for other survivors or help and it’s all just bloody and gory and life-or-death but they are hella cute ok can I have that? Please??

Kai saw red.

One second, he was watching Pia put on a damn show, her every move calculated to get under his skin. The next, some guy was pulling her in, pressing his lips against hers like he had any damn right.

Before he even processed it, Kai was moving. He wasn’t the type to make a scene—well, not really—but this? This was a fucking joke. His fist connected with the guy’s jaw in a clean, sharp punch, sending him stumbling back. The music didn’t even drown out the collective gasps around them, but Kai didn’t care. His knuckles ached, his pulse hammered in his ears, and his sharp gaze cut to Pia before she could react.

“Enough.” His voice was low, firm, leaving no room for argument.

Without hesitation, he grabbed her wrist, his grip possessive but not painful, and pulled her through the sea of bodies. He didn’t stop until the cool night air hit them, the bass from inside now a distant thrum behind the slam of the door.

He finally let go of her hand, dragging a rough hand through his dark hair as he took a deep breath, trying to rein himself in. His knuckles stung, but he didn’t care. He turned to face her, his stormy eyes locking onto hers with a mixture of frustration, heat, and something deeper he wasn’t ready to name.

“You wanna play games? Fine. But don’t expect me to just stand there while some asshole puts his hands on you like that.” His voice was rough, his usual teasing edge nowhere to be found.

He stepped closer, towering over her slightly, his jaw clenched. “Tell me you didn’t want me to do that,” he challenged, searching her expression, daring her to lie.

to say that pia had never experienced this kind of tension was an understatement. the level in which they were meticulously taking a step ahead before the other caught up to them. she didn't really want to dance, especially with this guy but at the same time was she going to let kai have the satisfaction of knowing that he was getting to her? oh, absolutely not.

she rolled her hips, shifting her body so she was now facing away from him as she shifted in a way she was sure was going to get a physical reaction from her dance partner any second now. she effortlessly moved so she was all the way down to the floor and then glided her way back up, extending her long legs to standing as she wrapped her arms around the male's neck.

she was aware what he was doing, and if she would let her guard down and the true emotions spill out it would show she was quite irritated in that moment. the fact that this girl in his grip was so gorgeous, and peppy, and obviously completely intoxicated by him. did she wish it was her? of course she did.

she knew this wasn't very healthy behaviour, acting in this way of one upping another. and yet she couldn't stop herself so she shifted her head to whisper into this guys ear and he began pressing kisses to her neck as he tucked her hair behind her ear.

for a moment she could pretend it was kai, and block out the rest of the world but her eyes bounced back to him with this glitter in her orbs like she was trying to prove something and bit her lip. this guy was obviously feeling ballsy and pulled her in for a kiss, admitedly his lips didn't taste like the ghost of a cigarette and liquor but she welcomed it for the purpose of this game.

ok but a plot where one is a criminal that’s on the run from the police, and they stumble across this practically empty motel that’s in the middle of nowhere, and they think, hey, perfect place to hide out for a few weeks until the manhunt dies down. the motel is run by a married couple, and their sheltered, somewhat naive child – well, actually they’re an adult by now, but they’ve never left their small town, had a job outside the motel, or been anywhere, and their parents still treat them like a kid. the criminal checks in, of course not mentioning why they’re here, and the owners’ kid is fascinated by their guest – they hardly ever get guests for more than a night at a time, let alone guests who seem to have so many interesting stories and secrets….

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Kai watched as she pulled away, the warmth of her body slipping from his lap, leaving behind only the ghost of her touch and the scent of vanilla and musk clinging to his skin. His jaw tensed, eyes dark as he leaned back against the seat, taking her in—the way she hurried to fix her clothes, the slight tremble in her fingers, the way she refused to meet his gaze.

She was running. He could see it, clear as day.

A slow smirk tugged at the corner of his lips, but it wasn’t just smug amusement—it was something deeper, something raw that he wasn’t about to name. Instead, he let his eyes roam over her one last time, committing every flushed inch of her to memory.

“Right,” he said finally, voice rough with lingering satisfaction, but there was something unreadable beneath it. He ran a hand through his already messy hair, exhaling sharply. “Guess this is where we pretend like none of it happened.”

Kai let out a low chuckle, finally redressing before reaching for his jacket, shrugging it back on like none of this had phased him. Like he hadn’t just been inside her, watching her unravel around him. "I don't need Carter taking me anywhere. I can make my own way back, thanks."

“Sweet dreams, Pia,” he murmured, voice dripping with something close to a challenge. “Try not to think about me too much.” And with that, he pushed open the car door and stepped out into the night.

there was a screech of the wheels came to a halt. she only just realised how long they had been circling the city and wasting time. of course there was every reason she had lost track of the minutes that went by considering she was tangled up in kai.

his scent was intoxicating, the lingering smell of cigarettes and liquor mixed with his cologne, now that she was in close proximity to him she could breathe in all in.

there were too many things about him that drove her absolutely insane, but apparently that feeling was addictive. "miss geller we are at the estate." she went quiet for a moment, and now she had a definitive reason to move herself off of him.

lifting herself up off his lap she looked away for w moment. she'd wanted him more than she'd ever wanted anyone before and that was the problem. the few layers of clothing she had on her body she was swift to return and maintain her somewhat presentable appearance not like she'd just been pleasured in the backseat of the town car. "well.. this is me..carter can take you wherever you need to go."