only angel

with: @nellgreene​

Walking through Rendezvous, he had only arrived five minutes prior and was already two shots in with another drink in hand, careful that he didn’t spill a single drop as he maneuvered through the crowd. Once he spotted Nellie, he practically made a beeline towards her, not at all caring about the guy that was more than likely trying to make a move on her. No, instead of casually approaching Zeke inserted himself, literally, sitting himself down right in between them. “Just the girl I was looking for, I ain’t interrupting am I?” They both knew he didn’t care if he was. “I ever tell you how fucking beautiful you are?” He couldn’t make it any more obvious by his choice of words along with the smile he was sporting that he was just buttering her up before whatever came next from his mouth. 

for: @nellgreene​

this wasn’t exactly him going out of his way to check in on her, more so because it had become a habit at this point and his intentions  (  that generally being sincere  )  had always been clear. really from his point of view anyway. whenever he saw her she was usually met with an brief nudge from his part, wanting to know if she was ok and with recent events? it was more of a conscience effort to make sure she was doing good. sure he could see she was, but that wasn’t exactly good enough for him. “how’re you holding up, kid?” he gives a light nod up, attention settling onto her as he shows he’s actually interested in her answer. don’t ask him why, but there were certain people in town that he actually felt himself wanting to protect; nellie being one of them.

She would have been lying to say that she hadn’t been keeping an eye on the wolves members more now than ever. Randomly dropping in on them to ensure they were safe. Letty had taken specific interest in Nellie - she was young and it wasn’t that she didn’t think she could handle herself but rather that cared about her. She had seated herself across of the young woman, arms out stretched over the soft seated cushion. “Not yet,” she admitted though it wasn’t her favorite thing. “Whoever did it was smart enough to hit both sides though caused a shit ton of chaos.”

he can’t help the instant confusion that was over his features. “obvious?” apparently not. glancing between nel and molly, he forms an open mouthed ‘oh’ with his lips. “like the drug?” too late to pretend he wasn’t confused he figured he’d just ask. it wouldn’t surprise him, having caught a glimpse of the girls eyes earlier in the night it was easy enough for him to spot when someone was loaded. “thanks. years of experience.” he scoffed, almost laughing but instead settling for a little smug smirk. “that’s– gross.” riley pulled a face, certainly not needing the thought of a pair of sweaty hands touching her. “pretty much yeah. you alright with that?” raising a brow, the question was certainly not one he needed answering, he didn’t care if she wasn’t.

FEATURING  —  @nellgreene​

STATUS  —  Closed

LOCATION  —  La Luna

          Damian sat alone at La Luna and for the first time since Martin’s murder, he was allowing himself to take a breath and step back for a minute. This was the life he was signing up for and although he didn’t doubt that it was the right path for him despite the added danger of the lifestyle, he found himself thinking of all the death that followed that world. His world. The club house had been hectic and Damian needed to get away, so he sat there. Drinking. Only looking up when he was ordering another drink. His bottle was empty and as the server reached him, he looked up to order. Seeing Nell had been the last thing he expected or wanted to see. Sitting back in his seat he ordered a beer from the server, before taking a taking a deep breath. Unable to control his anger, Damian shot up from his seat and stormed towards her, “What the fuck are you doing here?” He asked, his words dripping with venom. He had no right to question her, but he was angry and the anger had to be taken out on somebody. Right?

Location: alara’s house Status: closed Tags: @nellgreene​

“what the–” pausing in the mirror, she turns around to move her shorts down slightly. “what the fuck. another one.” bruise, that was. purple and around the size of a lime just above her ass. “girl i’m tellin’ you, all these can not just be from those fuckwits.” the ones they ended up brawling with. she had finger marks on her arm, bruised knuckles, bruises on her leg and a fading one on the left side of her jaw where she’d collided with… something, she supposed. “i don’t bruise easily either.” alara gave a small huff as she returned to the bed and plopped down, handing nel another bottle to fill up their glasses. “anyway, you never said… did you manage to get railed before the night turned into an agatha christie murder mystery? i saw you going through the back door with him.” she smirked, though she quickly settled back in her spot and offered a kinder smile. “are you alright? did you know her well?” katrina, she meant. 

Leo stood there a few seconds, first staring at her then glancing around the cafe. The tension could be felt throughout the town once again but unlike the last blow up, he wasn’t stuck to a hospital bed which would’ve been lucky for everyone else if he was again. It would’ve meant that he wasn’t about to jump everyones throat so easily. Nellie was lucky she typically got a better side than most others do but even then, he wasn’t much in the mood for everyones shit with what went on. “You’ll get over it.” He responded, while he stared off at a few other customers currently stealing glances in his direction. Of course plenty of others around Charming were thinking the wolves had something to do with it and while he was use to getting stares, he didn’t like being just as in the dark as they were. He had done and would continue to do things that showed no morals which he’d always own up to, at least to the extent that didn’t actually implicate himself. Having something pointed towards them when he didn’t know what was going on, that was pissing him off and if it had been someone in the wolves to begin this little mess, if they didn’t own up soon then the only thing waiting for them was a bullet. “You fucking around with any of those grease boys?” He finally turned to look at her.

status: closed

with: @nicolette-morello​

“molly, that’s it. not that it matters, it’s probably fake anyway.” not a stretch to say, most of the girls here used an allies. he’s eyes float off to watch her and he huffs out a chuckle when she calls him a pig, paired with an insult that would have made a more insecure man shy away. “yeah yeah, you know at some point those kind of insults are gonna have to stop because A) it’s not true, B) if it was, it says a lot more about you and the fact you keep ending up on my dick and C)…” he pauses, feigns confusion as he looks back at her. “no, no C, that about covers it.” riley shrugs, curving his lips up into a smirk that stays there even when she steals his drink. “yeah, i’d need it too if i i’d just been slavered all over for 10 minutes.”

“ i sure am. it’s what i want to put under qualifications on my resume. ”