#scgacious

when it came both to his SEXUALITY and MASCULINITY, mikhail rarely felt threatened. open as a book with most things, downright shameless with some. though when it came to the choice of hygienic products, and the sudden attention gifted to one in particular — a man is allowed to feel a tad defensive.  “  well, they told me…  „  they being a overly-friendly store clerk in shreveport. an obvious candidate for his full trust.  “  that even though my deodorant is made for a woman—  „  could end it there, really.  “  —it’s strong enough for a man.  „              @scgacious​  

the past hadn’t been kind to him and the present proved less reliable with each passing day. it’s    no surprise    then, that the future isn’t even considered    —    as if the previous two were in cahoots still, working to wreck what hadn’t yet to be imaged. he sits with feet kicked up on an empty crate, upside down : once storing films and supplies    ( items now tossed about ),    and he leans back into his chair.    ‘    i don’t have a life plan.    ,    not much of a revelation but since she had the wits to bring up hopes & dreams, the reminder was seemingly needed.    ‘    hell, i don’t even have a day plan.    ,

𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐁𝐎𝐃𝐘 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖 !

𝖎𝖎  —  IT   WAS   ALWAYS   STRANGE   WHEN          he  ran  into  people  he  felt  like  he  should  remember .  he  was  sure  he’d  seen  her  face  around  this  town  before .  whether  it  be  a  restaurant  or  a  coffee  shop  or  one  of  the  events  they  held  in  this  town ,  he’s  definitely  seen  her  before  or  talked  to  her  before  or  something .  wouldn’t  be  surprised  if  he’d  been  intoxicated  and  he  couldn’t  remember ,  anyways .          ❛   sorry  ––  i’m  a  dick .  what  was  your  name  again ?   ❜           (  @scgacious  for  felicia  armstrong )

     starter for @scgacious based on the prompt : ed is carmen's hired body guard . . . he’d always been protective, perhaps to a fault. and after the death of his wife, even more so. there were people out there with objectives less than pleasant and grudges directed towards the older, and with a profession entered : those considered his loved ones were to be found in the crossfire. before ranks climbed, he’d done the physical labour himself. high school boys threatened, cat-calling men assaulted . . . of course, there were exceptions as the one which had landed three boys six feet under. but this was not one of them. one of his men had been given the mundane task of following carmen’s –– friend –– around town. only for a couple of weeks. under the radar. until it wasn’t. until a man was confronted with his daughter’s accusations and the frustrations that came with them. “ mija, ” surprise found both in aging features and tone. “ s’an old man not allowed to look after his little girl ? ”