down on my luck.

hit my line bby

well... it's been such a long time and i never intended to wait this long before explaining everything especially since there's really not much to say. i got caught up with school, and usually i make some kind of resurgence over my summer break but my nursing programran over the summer this year and i was able to graduate in august finally so that's something huge off my plate.at this point i don't see myself coming back because i've been out of the loop for so long. i've lost all of my partners, i feel like i've lost my muse for the characters on this blog, and i'm still busy working and finishing up some stuff before i start my bachelor's program so. unfortunately i don't think i'll be coming back. i wish i knew who this was because all of this information is not to say that i don't think of all the amazing ships and partners i've gotten to play with are forgotten. i think of you all quite often and my days spent rping here are met with fond memories. i just think i've been gone for too long.

it's likely that i miss you too. i never made the post that i intended to make explaining where i've been and why i haven't come back and i'm sorry for that but i still have the app on my phone and i still miss everyone here so. reach out to me. i don't know who this could be, but. 💖

     simon hummed as his smile widened on his features, noting the way the other drew closer even in their solitude and proximity. “i don’t remember that being a part of the deal... i mean i didn’t sign a contract... did you?” the smaller boy was still cheeky, and ever-playful as he continued to tease the other slightly. his feet carried him closer at a steady pace, no quicker than the other’s as they drew nearer and nearer. “why does’t it matter?”

     their baiting was intended to be light but there was nothing easy about this interaction. anvils rested in his chest as he felt heavy, he felt so weighted in this situation. he couldn’t shake from it. this fate-like feeling that was unlike anything else. she’d stood out in a crowd, she’d lured him in as he’d been doing the same to her and was sprung. he wanted her deeper than he knew. a desire so deep it filled his veins and made his skin burn in the cool temperature of the night.       he didn’t wait for another come on, he didn’t want to play cat and mouse. it felt like two sharks circling one another, this feral feeling in his gut that lead him to her. it was only a few steps that closed the distance between them fully and he backed her up further with ease until he was crashing her back against the red brick lining the back of that old church-turned-cesspool. he didn’t kiss her though, not yet, but brought himself in close. the clouds of his hot breath transpired between them as he looked into her eyes, watching her mouth all at the same time as he felt crazed around her. he felt insane to be in so deep to someone who’s name he’d only just learned.       they were speeding cars playing chicken with locks on the steering wheels. like a bad game on the saw saga. but he wanted to crash. seven lingered a moment longer though he was sure he’d only been against her for a moment when he locked their lips together, feeling their anatomies melt and join as he used one hand to grip the back of her head, trying to guide her impossibly closer to him as though they hadn’t just come together. the only word he knew in that moment was more. more, more, more. 

     once she was settled into her sat, he shut the door and hustled around to the other side of the vehicle before sliding into the driver’s seat and taking off. the blond shook his head as he watched the sun setting in the rear view mirror, casting an odd, orange light on everything around them. “you can drive tomorrow morning, how’s that?” he told her, not bothering to look in her general direction as he focused on the entrance ramp and got them back onto the highway, speeding off towards their destination. he stayed quiet for a moment, but there had been enough silence on this trip so far. he wasn’t one to pry and truth be told he didn’t even want to ask but he needed to. or at least needed to try. the only thing that filled the silence on this trip were discussions of next pit stops or choirs of moans and creaking hotel beds they occupied. “how long have you been running?”

     she’d probably never admit it to anyone, but dawn wasn’t only her favorite client because of her worth or her bookings - but because she could see precisely why the entertainment and modelling worlds both loved her. she was fun. she was exciting, there was never a dull moment. there was something foreign and exotic about her look that was so welcoming and warm at the same time. and that little smile she flashed in her direction? cue the cavities.       “as much as i wish i could dash your ego just a tad, i’d have to agree with him,” the brunet replied as she looked down at the watch around her wrist. “they’re running a tad late but i can’t blame them for that. that’s just how it goes sometimes. but it’s going good, i’m sure they’ve already got the perfect shot from you, they just need to be sure.” seven looked down at the girl and reached over closer to the table where the make up artist stood nearby. she grabbed a gloss and began to dab it onto the girl’s lower lip to add a bit of extra pout as that seemed to be the look they were headed for. dewy. and it looked damn good on this bronze goddess before her. her index finger bounced softly on the girl’s lower pillow, and sev bit down on her own bottom lip in concentration before she moved her hands away. “alright.. thoughts? what are you gonna need after this is over?”

     there she went again, catching him totally off guard. she was a kind of princess he had yet to encounter. she wasn’t sugary sweet, nor was she merely out to set her world on fire in a blaze of passion and desire and ultimately watch it fall to ashes. she was grounded, she knew what she wanted and unfortunately for her, the royalty wasn’t what she desired. but it wasn’t something she could so easily escape.       “you and i don’t have a solid grasp on one another. i will admit that i see the privilege i possess as a man. it’s easier for me to escape. why do you think you’ve not seen me until today? hunting trips. though truth be told, i don’t rightly care if we come back empty handed. i’m not in it for the hunt, i’m in it for the solitude,” he told her, releasing a sigh as he continued to traipse into the night with her following in tow.       seven slowed again, walking side by side with the brunette in the dim lighting casting in all directions around them through the foliage overhead. he wanted to listen to her more. he wanted to remain idle. “i do. i think the worst part is the variance in the things you can act on or avoid and the things you can’t. privilege invokes both sloth and pride one in the same.” he turned his steel gaze back to her and watched her face for a moment. “accompany me then. on a hunt. we don’t have to hunt. but come with me. escape.”

     stacey chuckled again at his own lame joke and settled into the passenger seat. the rest of their drive flew by and soon they were lucky enough to pull into one of the parking spots lining the beach side. the male hopped out of the car again and left his other items in the back seat before moving onto the sidewalk to wait for the other to join him. “doesn’t look totally overcrowded today.... maybe we can find a good spot.”

     the air in their room seemed to thicken from the tension between them, even in the short distance between their beds. looking at the expanse of their room now, she should have known better than to try something like this as many times as she had. then again, maybe she wanted to get caught. who knew? the blonde sat up a bit more in her bed, letting the covers fall to her lap to keep her exposed half covered as she looked at the brunette. “i like the sound of that... what do you propose?” scarlett arched a brow as she watched the other, not wanting to jump the gun in assuming the other’s mind was as twisted as her own. but the thought of tyler tangled up in bed with her had definitely crossed her mind while she’d been fucking herself - why not?

ELOISE: yes, just for you. ♥

SCARLETT: “noted”... SCARLETT: so formal with me. SCARLETT: i will not take it back! it’s good but in the entire realm of movies? SCARLETT: not even top 100 for me. SCARLETT: that’s honesty.  SCARLETT: what makes you love the notebook?

     ruari beamed, grinning uncontrollably as he remained sprawled out on his back on the mattress. laughter spilled from behind his lips as he found the other boy’s company infectious and he was only ever full of joy when around the other. “the truth hurts, love,” he tried to cover though he wasn’t truly trying. somehow each dash to the other boy’s ego only seemed to swell it further. it was kind of frustrating if it hadn’t been totally adorable.