#depictedblue

Tyler could stay here forever he thinks. Tangled up in bed with Cassie feeling her warmth next to his. Never in his life had he thought he would find someone who loved him. Of course he had friends so he knew platonic love, knew it better than most. Had friends who were so loyal to him they'd all go to war for each other. He would go to war for them. He was loyal and cared more than words could express.

This love was different though. It was romantic. It was smiling sleepily at this woman who he'd do anything for. Reaching out to brush blonde locks out of her face. She made him feel like he mattered which felt like an impossible task. Especially when his family beat him down like they did. He felt so unlovable to everyone... everyone but her.

deer in a headlights look, the picturesque look she had been practicing her entire life, her blue eyes staring at the phone clutched in his hand and and then back at her husband. what a messy, toxic, love going on between them, if cassie could even call it that. in reality she had been looking for ways to escape it all, rely on some people who could get her the fuck out of here, but now he was growing suspicious and she knew her life could potentially be on the line. she does not like it when he is angry, even worse when his anger boils over and is aimed at her. " i don't know what you're talking about. " she had deleted everything, factory reset the phone and then put everything that was hers and not the escape plan back on it, it was terrifying but she was done. she could not be his ' perfect' specimen any longer. " look through my phone, everything, that's NOTHING there. " her tone holding an edge of disdain as if he was wrong for even thinking so. how could he question her devout loyalty? her blind affliction?

@depictedblue

 Paul didn't move. He didn't even look at her. He just kept his eyes on the screen, flipping through the menus with a frown. Maybe the silence in the kitchen was worse than him yelling. He hated yelling. When she reached for the phone, he pulled it back just a few inches. Not a jerk, just a smooth movement like a child reaching for a toy. ‘ You’re lying, Cassie, ‘ he said quietly. He finally looked up, his expression unreadable. ‘ Why are you lying? ‘ He held the phone up, turning it over in his hand like he was inspecting it like a piece of evidence. ‘ If you have nothing to hide, then it shouldn't matter if I hold onto this for a while. ‘ He set the phone face-down on the counter and leaned against it, crossing his arms. He wasn't touching her, but he was blocking the only way out of the kitchen. ‘ A clean phone is a strange thing for you to have. It’s like you’re trying to start over. But we’re happy, aren't we? We don't need a fresh start. ‘ He tilted his head, his voice dropping, until it was nothing but a low grumble. He reached out his hand, but before he could touch hers, his hand stilled. ‘ I’m going to go upstairs and take a closer look at this. I’m sure I won't find anything. Because if I do... well, then we’d have a real problem. ‘ He paused. ‘ Do you want me to desolder the NAND chip from the board? That will take me an hour. ‘ He looks at his watch, then back to her. ‘ Which means you have about 56 minutes to think of something before I find it before you. And I'm going to find something, aren't I? ‘ 

“ what's an ONLY FANS? "

❛  can you please pretend to be my boyfriend for a moment so my ex will leave me alone ?   ❜ // johnny

Johnny loved women, everyone knew it. He had been walking home, Normally he would fly back to the tower but today he just wanted to take it easy. He was minding his own business when she came up to him. A pretty young thing, and an automatic feeling to protect her came over him as a grin spread over his face and he pulled her into a hug and pressing a kiss to her lips, a brief touch as he didnt want to feel like he was taking an advantage of her.

" Well, of course, how else do you have cake?" Although he had a feeling this wasn't about cake, but about the girl who had asked him to sign her chest earlier. He was no ladies' man or Don Juan, but he had a feeling she didn't like that.

Tyler Atlas smiled softly at the woman and took a seat in the booth across from her, giving her enough space, but keeping his hazel eyes locked on hers. He watched as she tucked blonde strands of hair behind her ear. Even though she was crying, he saw some of the mascara running down her cheeks. ❝ I'm guessin' you forgot that waterproof mascara, ❞ Tyler began to say with a soft, awkward chuckle. ❝ I have sisters, one of em' super emotional and cries whenever her favorite video game character dies in a story, so I had to run and grab it for her a lot. ❞ He felt the need to explain, given it could be perceived as a weird comment to make towards a stranger. 

Cameron moved around the club. About ready to shove them aside. He was looking for his sister who had run off. He was annoyed and irritated. Not in the mood play babysitter to his drunk younger sister.

He headed up stairs to the VIP section. If she was anywhere it'd be here. He scared the room, looking for a short redhead but not having much luck. "Hey. You seen a very drunk small red head?" He asked a girl, when she turned he took a step back, looking at her before looking down.

"Cass..." He muttered. "Shit. It's been a while."

@depictedblue sent: ❛ i guess i don't really care if it's dangerous or not. i'm going either way. // Steve Harrington

What was wrong with these people? Every single one of them would throw all safety out the window to go hurling themselves into danger. No ones life was currently on the line, she didn't need to do this. "S ...stop .....wait." He starts, hoping she would listen to him, maybe it's not enough, maybe he's not making it clear enough for her that she cant do this. "WILL YOU JUST STOP!?" His voice raises and he's reaching out to wrap his fingers around her forearm to make her stop, pulling her to face him.

"Look, I get it. You probably think you have something to prove to yourself or other people in your life right?" He asks, moving forward to tower her, eyes locking on hers. "There is no reason for you to go in there, not yet at least ....please just leave it alone for now? Can we at least set a game plan or something first?" He asks, hoping that anything he says might just sink into her skin and force her to realize what a huge mistake this would be for her to make. "Please?"