𝖋𝖚𝖈𝖐 𝖇𝖊𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖌𝖔𝖔𝖉

rory: i mean, that is true

rory: but it's been decades.. centuries

rory: oh i plan on it

cam: i know i know

cam: will you believe i'm a monogamous dating man now?

unable  to  withhold  it  ,  delphina  rolls  oceanic  optics  with  a  subtle  tut.  “  sounds  like  a  cop  out  if  you  ask  me  ,  where’s  your  determination  to  prove  people  wrong  ,  ‘mun?  “  it’s  an  attempt  of  motivation  ,  encouragement  at  least  ,  london  dialect  slipping  through.  “  do  you  truly  love  her?  “  head  tilts  ,  brows  perked  with  interest.  love  was  a  tough  subject  ,  the  redhead  being  known  as  a  hopeless  romantic  and  willing  to  stick  her  oar  in  when  confronted  with  the  topic.  though  ,  she’s  a  hypocrite  and  not  fond  of  own  advice.  an  airy  laugh  falls  ,  head  dipping  to  drop  gaze  to  floor.  “  i’d  be  honoured  to  be  an  influence  of  hers.  “

things could not         have been better      for        maria fernanda       in this        very moment ,       she was no saint      and        cameron knew that      and       she knew         the same thing         about him       but        they both        wanted       this ,         she was sure       of it        and        this whole domestic        vibe that        they had going       on         was hopefully         something real.       ❛ morning , mi amor.  ❜           she whispers       and         she lets        her hands slowly         run down         his chest          ❛ no regrets huh ?  ❜        she inquired         with a quirk        of     her brow ,        her fingernail scrapes        his abdomen           resting       on his        boxers  ,         her mind already            drifting off      to         dirtier things        but           his inquiry causes          her to shoot         her gaze up       at        him.         ❛ girlfriend huh ?  ❜        her lips          curl up into her         usual mischievous smile          ❛ with one condition        —–         im the only one ,        no more         sneaky links ,        no more         late night          booty calls ,          eres mio    (    you’re   mine   )       cameron hemmings  ❜

                             ♡  ˙  ˖   closed starter      :       @cvmeron​

things were going      better than      she thought     ,      her   and      cameron were something ,      she didn’t know       exactly       what it was    but       she decided     to throw       herself      full force       into this .       her hands are      slicing up     the tomatoes     and        she has cameron’s shirt     on       and      nothing else ,       she stops slicing      the vegetables      once    she feels      a pair     of      hands on her .      a small sigh      escapes      her brims     as she      turns to       face him       ❛ you were      sound       asleep ,      like       two minutes      ago . ❜      she confirmed with      a small smile ,       snaking her arms        around      his neck      as she      pulls him closer       ❛ did i tire      you out      that bad , last      night     ?      ❜ 

laughter  wasn’t  something  delphina  was  expecting  from  cam,  he  seemed  too  brooding  to  crack  a  smile.  intimidating,  almost,  but  it  wasn’t  hard  to  intimidate  the  redhead.  she  understands  what  he’s  saying,  another  smile  tugging  at  her  brims  as  he  refers  to  his  daughter.  “  that’s  just  an  excuse  because  it’s  easy  for  you  to  fall  back  into  who  you  were,  it’s  your  comfort  zone.  “  she  explains,  the  press  had  an  awful  lot  to  say  about  palmwood  residents  and  were  guilty  of  defamation.  “  people,  out  there,  don’t  want  you  to  change  because  it’s  entertainment  for  them  and  it’s  something  they  can  profit  from.  “  she  expands,  she  had  a  lot  of  thoughts  about  the  press  and  their  influence.  “  it  sounds  to  me  as  if  you’ve  already  made  your  mind  up,  your  daughter’s  opinion  is  the  only  one  that’s  going  to  be  worth  something  in  the  long  run.  “

                               closed starter     :      @cvmeron​

he has enough       shit to deal with     ,      he doesn’t      need anymore      problems added     to his plate .        sight focuses      on       cameron as     he speaks       once again      ❛ aren’t you guys       back together already ,       why the        hell do you ,       even need      my    help ? ❜     he didn’t need      his help      or      maybe he did        but        there was      only      so much convincing      on     his      part ,       that he could do .        he watches       as hulk       sits beside him      and        he runs       his fingers     through       his      chocolate fur      ❛ you know ,      mafe rescued       hulk a       few years ago ,       they were        using     him for       dog fights       and       she shut the      place down      ——— so ,      if      you’re trying      to get her      to appeal      to your        softer side     :      maybe get her      a dog ,      roberto died       two years ago     and      she still hasn’t       even rescued      another      dog      ——     you can      try it      out .    ❜ 

when he took a step back, mael found himself raising an eyebrow, clearly not expecting that reaction. it didn’t exactly sit with him the right way  –  cam acting like he was some teenager obsessed with him, as if he hadn’t been the one to initiate everything between them when they’ve hooked up in the past. “how hard it is for me… to resist you?” he repeated, letting out a laugh as he shook his head. “you’re the one who always initiated everything between us in the past, not me.” he bites back, which is true. it’s not like he goes out of his way looking for cam, desperate for a quick fuck. if anything, the other was guiltier than mael could ever be. “i just wanted an opinion on these cookies i made for everyone at palmwood. don’t be such a fucking weirdo and get off your high horse.” 

cameron was very sure that mael was a little bit obsessed with him. he didn’t blame him really, cam was irresistible and an amazing lay. who could blame mael for not being able to resist him. poor, poor man. just another poor victim to cameron’s amazing dick. “mhm. all it takes is me calling you a good boy and you’re on your knees.” cameron spoke with a small smirk, but no ! he had to quickly wipe the smirk off his face. mafe would kill him if he started flirting with other people again. “please, i initiated everything with everyone, you could just never say no. my sweet, obsessed mael. it’s okay though, once you go cold turkey from my dick the hardest part will be over. i’ll get my team to send you over a care package.” he shrugged his shoulders. “you don’t have to go being embarrassed man. i totally get it. it’s okay.” 

rory: i swear to all that is mighty if i have one more fucker smack my ass, I'M THROWING MY HANDS

rory: I DON'T CARE IF I'M TINY AS SHIT

rory: [ ... ]

rory: wrong number

cameron: i was going to say that i know i'm usually guilty for it but i absolutely haven't been smacking your ass recently.

she  copies  his  smile,  a  half-hearted  attempt  at  returning  to  her  usual  golden  -  retriever  self.  despite  how  big  the  mistakes  were,  she  was  still  a  firm  believer  in  restoration.  she  waves  a  hand  of  dismissal  at  him.  “  now  i  know  the  cameron  i’ve  heard  about  would  never  not  commit  fully  to  a  challenge.   .   .  consider  this  your  next  one,  you’ll  win  people  over  in  no  time  if  you  show  evidence  of  the  changed  man  you’re  becoming.  “  continuing  to  push  the  reassurance  and  supportive  words,  she  nods  matter  of  factly.  

the  redhead  nods,  her  personal  life  wasn’t  perfect  either.  she  attempts  to  convince  herself  she’s  recovering  from  a  trauma  anniversary  but  she’s  nowhere  near  her  normal  self.  she  doesn’t  know  cameron  all  that  well,  his  reputation  defines  him  mostly  but  she  learned  long  ago  not  to  trust  everything  she  hears,  though  she’s  not  one  to  pry  either.  “  i  don’t  think  it’s  fair  for  them  to  brandish  your  reputation  based  on  some  bad  decisions  you’ve  made,  we  all  make  mistakes.  “  that’s  her  attempt  at  reassuring  him,  not  wanting  to  overstep  a  boundary  or  two.  

closed starter for @cvmeron​

he was in the holiday spirit. mael had gotten up early today to make chocolate chip gingerbread shaped cookies for all of palmwood. it was a tedious task, but he was finally done, and in good time because people were only just beginning to show up. grabbing one, it was still hot, but he took a small bite just to taste it. for once, he didn’t manage to burn what he baked, and it was surprisingly good for some random online recipe. “hey,” he tells cam, who surprisingly, is one of the first people to show up, “try this cookie and tell me if it’s any good?” he hands him one, that was still really warm, waiting for him to take a bite and give him his honest opinion.

cameron looked over at male when he came over and then instantly took a step back. “nuh uh- keep your distance from me. i know how hard it is for you to resist me and i’m trying to be good.” he spoke as if mael was going to jump on him at any moment. as if it wasn’t easy to resist cameron. “keep your hands to yourself. i’m a father and i’m trying to actually- maybe get into a relationship and if i’m seen flirting with you it’s gonna get me into trouble.”

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the   redhead   was  somewhat  back   to   her   usual   self,  still   not   a  hundred  percent,   but  close   enough   to   feel   confident   at   returning   to   the  public   eye.   the  sweetest   of   smiles   lingers  on  her  petals,   a  signature  sparkle   that    twinkles   in  clear   yet  exhausted  oceanic   hues  and  a  plethora  of  manners   to   accompany.  she  greets   the   press   as   normal,  small   steps  guiding   her   inside  where  she  can  finally  relax,   determined  not   to   trip  and   make  a  fool  of  herself   in   front   of   all   the   flashing  lights.  “  i   swear   that   crowd   gets   worse by   the   day   .    .   .   “  attention   still   aimed  at  the   floor,   focusing   entirely   on  her   footwork.   “  good   working  week   so   far?   “

fuck felicity, marry mafe, kill biwanker

cvmeron​: