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JULIAN MEADOWS.

When Julian removed her hand from her favorite body part of his, Birdie looked at him with extreme emotion. Lust, hunger, and need flew through her dark brown hues, but excitement and anticipation were on center stage. Once they were truly connected again, she knew everything was going to change when this was over. Feeling some anxiety rush into her at the thought, she pushed it away before getting ready for the main event. Weaving their fingers together and her free hand clutching his hair, a heavy breath left her lips before her eyes went wide.

Little gasps left her kissed lips left and right, but when Julian slid himself into Birdie’s entrance, her gasp was as loud as it could be. “Julian!” Moaning his name out for the whole building to hear, a relieved sigh left her once her clenched walls got used to his rhythm. Loving the way he made her feel that full, it was something only her ex-boyfriend managed to make her feel like, she squeezed his hand and pulled his hair in major enjoyment. The control in her wanting to do something, she started to meet his thrusts and help him bury himself deeper into her. The familiar warmth spreading throughout her body which made her knees tremble, she knew she wasn’t going to last long.

“Oh, Julian,” Screaming Julian’s name repeatedly in pure happiness, the intense warmth built inside of her made her eyes roll back into her head. Releasing her grip on his luscious hair, Birdie’s hand attached to his upper back like a magnet and her nails began to leave red marks on his skin. She knew it’d be something he’d tease her about later, but at this point, the marks she left on his skin were hers and hers only. Moments later, her strong orgasm took control of her movements. Her final scream exiting her lips, she clenched around him, eyes pressed together, and slowly started to become limp, the orgasm of a lifetime making it unable for her to keep going.

#( interactions. )#( interaction | julian meadows. )#( trigger warnings. )#( trigger warning | nsfw. )#ooc; things are escalating very quickly lol

MIGUEL FUENTES.

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The corner of his mouth curved in amusement as a finger tapped the white stick to release the ash to the pavement. “Not a chance,” He deemed the nickname unusable as it was reserved for the intoxicated lips of a brunette within the nightclub. “Suit yourself,” A shrug lifted his shoulders as her safety on the open sidewalk was no longer his concern despite the previous extension of their protection. “I did it for Julian,” He bluntly stated as the blonde male was needed by his side during the aftermath of the shooting to prevent an uncanny slip in character. “You don’t need to thank me,” Miguel confirmed when his feet began to trail closer to the female with a set of hands settling into the pockets of denim pants. “I do have some morals,” His eyes scanned the vacant street before turning to face the brunette while reading over the neutral expression that masked her usually animated features. “People just like to provoke me,”

When Julian’s name escaped Miguel’s lips, emotion sprung into Birdie’s facial expression. She had a deep connection toward the male stated and the man before her knew of it, so at this moment, she felt safe knowing that she could be honest instead of hiding. “But I seriously do,” She stated right back as she watched him approach her. “If you didn’t help me get home safely, I wouldn’t know where I’d be right now.” Her words were true, even if she didn’t mean for the statement to come out in an overly dramatic way. When the older man spoke about his morals, the sentence made her eyebrows raise with a slight hint of amusement added. “I can’t seem to imagine why.” She allowed the words to slip off her tongue with full tease in effect. At this point, a little grin was spread across her lips and it was his doing. “Thank you, Miguel, for protecting me on Julian’s behalf and especially for accepting us as... us.”

#( interactions. )#( interaction | miguel fuentes. )

untame

julian-meadows

@birdiecheung

#( musings. )#( features. )#( featuring | julian meadows. )#ooc; SO. MANY. FEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELINGS.

wastrident

I’ll go dancing tomorrow because I promised. But I’m never going there again.

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@birdiecheung

#( musings. )#( features. )#( featuring | julian meadows. )

macherierps

12 Monkeys → 2.08 “Lullaby”

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@birdiecheung

#( musings. )#( features. )#( featuring | julian meadows. )

PATRICK FISCHER.

Patrick stood there, noticing the the expression on her face. All he could think now was how much of an asshole he was for what he had done, for the way he had been acting when he crawled out of bed the morning of the fire and hadn’t even thought to pick up the phone and call her. It was only because Jen had made sure to tell both him and Mel that no one was hurt so he never even thought twice - which was on asshole move on his end. He swallowed and took a step back, moving to the side so she could walk by him, knowing this wasn’t the place to try and make up.

- time skip -

Knocking on the wooden door in front of him, Patrick shoved his hands quickly into his jacket pockets as his head turned to look around, his eyes flickering all over the place. He turned his head in time to see Birdie when she opened the door. “I ordered a pizza that’s on it’s way… and I got beer in the truck… Think we could hang? Talk?”

Sitting on the edge of her nicely made bed, Birdie’s eyes were glued to her soft sheets. Skimming over the soft fabric, she bit her bottom lip as she thought about Julian’s bed. Not too long ago, she was screaming his name and laying on the cloth fully nude. The unexpected knock on her front door shook her out of her thoughts and off her mattress. After opening her front door, shock came over her features once her eyes landed on Patrick. “Patrick, hi,” Taking in his expression, tone of voice, and words, she was quick to nod his way. “Yeah, for sure.” Taking a few steps back, she crossed her arms over her chest in a comfortable, yet defensive manner. “Go ahead and get the beer from your car and then meet me in my living room.” Giving him a light, minuscule grin, she turned her back on him and entered her living room.

#( interactions. )#( interaction | patrick fischer. )

sms - Little Dove

Callum: Stop it little dove, you are going to make me blush while I am trying to be all tough out here on the streets.

Callum: Good, Because no one gets to treat you bad. No one.

Callum: Just working, but not really finding anything I like. I always have time for you.

Callum: We have something we need to talk about anyway.

Birdie: You're so tough, but /trying/ is the key word, cutie.

Birdie: I'll make sure to let my haters know you say so.

Birdie: Always having time for me is one of the many things I love about you, you adorable tough guy.

Birdie: That we do! Want to talk over food, lots of drinks, or both? I'll buy the first round.

#( texts. )#( text | callum st. james. )

SMS - Birdie

Emmett: Really?

Emmett: I was hoping you would say that.

Emmett: I could really use you for a day. When are you free?

Birdie: Really, really, Mr. Wade.

Birdie: I /love/ the sound of that. I'm actually free now if you are?

Birdie: What would you like to do together?

#( texts. )#( text | emmett wade. )

JULIAN MEADOWS.

Letting her desperate mouth move up and down his length, Birdie felt herself increase the smooth motion once Julian’s moans entered her ears. His tone was enough to make her center soaking wet and let out her own moan while she was sucking on him. Not wanting this to ever end, she showed off what she could do with her mouth all the while helping her ex-boyfriend remove the rest of his clothing. Needing to see the new view before her, she removed her mouth and replaced it with one of her hands, starting to pump him in a steadily motion. Leaning her body back, she took in every inch of his naked body. Loving everything she saw, a loud gasp escaped her lips once he took control and flipped them around. A wide smile spread across her lips once her back hit the matress again and in no time, she was helped him finish undressing herself. “Julian,” She roared his name aloud in a vibrant moan, loving the way his hand trailed along her body. Desperately wanting to please him to no end, she reached down and took a hold of his length again before continuing her previous motions. Capturing his lips in a heated, passionate moment, the three most important words escaping him stung her right in the heart. She couldn’t say it back as she was still figuring out and needed to deal with more things, so instead she spoke with her actions. Jerking him off in a fast pace, she kissed him again in a rough, desperate way. “Make love to me. Make me scream your name.” She demanded, her free hand finding its way through his hair, pulling on it in a lustful manner. “Please. I want you. I need you.”

#( interactions. )#( interaction | julian meadows. )#( trigger warnings. )#( trigger warning | nsfw. )

ANASTASIA JONES.

closed starter for: @birdiecheung

“Thanks for meeting me. I needed some friendly distraction.” Ana said, taking a cup of coffee in her hands from the barista before she looked at her friend. The coffeeshop was quiet and had calming vibe, which very well fitted Ana at the time. She just wanted to sit back and relax with a friend.

“I’m just sorry I didn’t text you sooner after the ball.” She was genuinely sad that their meeting at the ball was quite short and they had not much time to chat and actually catch up on so many things that had happened since they last met. Now Ana hoped it would be a good moment. Walking over to a free table, she sat down and placed the coffee in front of her. “Is it worth it to ask how you doing or should I just assume right away that everything is shit with you too?”

“Ana,” Walking into the coffee shop, a genuine grin spread across her painted lips once her eyes landed on Anastasia. At this moment in time, Birdie was thankful to have her by her side. The blonde knew the devistation the masseuse was still feeling and at the end of the day, they connected in more ways than one. “You have nothing to thank me for. I’m always here for all the friendly distractions.” Once getting the large cup of coffee in her hands, she quickly shook her head toward her friend’s apology. “Again, you have nothing to apologize for. Everyone and their mother has been more than busy after the ball. No sweat, I promise.” She reassured the beautiful assassin before following her lead and taking a seat at the empty table. Once she was settled, she took a long sip of her much needed drink before answering her question. “Not everything is shitty, but I’m still not back to one-hundred percent. I don’t think I will be until we get revenge.” She honestly stated, not holding anything back from the fellow Royal. “How’ve you been doing?”

#( interactions. )#( interaction | anastasia jones. )

sk-i-ns-uk

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@birdiecheung

#( musings. )#( features. )#( featuring | julian meadows. )#ooc; skjdhkjssjdkjshk #( queued post. )

MIA ALCOTT.

(beep beep! special delivery for @birdiecheung)

In the dimness of the bar, a soft pianos melody could be heard; on the small stage with a single spotlight, Mia stood looking into the darkness of the room. Her fingers were delicately gripping the mic as her angelic voice sang into it, soothingly. The song wasn’t hers, but she sang it as if it had been written for her, giving everything she had in every other word that came out. Her favorite parts were when she had to hit the high notes, as each one, lifted her into the air with it and floated her away to a land of nothing by symphonies and bliss. The higher the note, the more she felt she could put just a speck of her light into the universe, and maybe that small light would be someone else’s reason to smile.

As the song came to a slow end, she made sure to relish every second she had left, giving both the band and the audience a big thank you before walking off stage. Mia walked down the stairs, the next act walked up, an oldies rock cover band. Instead of walking home, her feet ended up taking her right up to the bar. It was only as she approached that she saw a familiar figure, one that made her stomach tie in knots, and one she was slightly glad she hadn’t noticed while she was on stage or she would have gotten a bit nervous. Still, Mia approached the other woman with a confident smile and step. “Hey, stranger. It’s been a while, hasn’t it?”

Walking into a local bar, a large grin was left upon Birdie’s lips. She meant to walk into Ace and speak to one of the Fischer brothers about a part-time job as a bartender now that Sugar Rub was being rebuilt, but a voice of an angel lead her to where she was standing now. Recognizing the younger woman instantly, she admired the singer from afar before making her way to the bar. Feeling her smile grow when realizing they met in this same situation a while back, she found herself a good spot at the bar and grabbed the bartender’s attention. In a matter of moments, the song had ended and the masseuse was left clapping and cheering. Seeing the beauty walk her way, she turned her attention away and ordered them drinks as fast as she could. Once the familiar, angelic tone hit her ears, she locked her eyes on the babe before smiling her way. “It’s been too long, beautiful,” The flirt in her instantly making its way out, she checked her out before continuing on. “You were incredible up there and I swear you have a voice of an angel.” Seconds later, the ordered drinks were slid her way and she offered the other one quickly. “Have a drink with me? I promise I won’t keep you too long if you have somewhere to be.”

#( interactions. )#( interaction | mia alcott. )#( queued post. )#ooc; this is perfect thank you! <333

JULIAN MEADOWS.

Julian was waiting for the rest of her sentence. Some sort of sign that he had gone too far when it came down to it. She didn’t own him anything. He was the one who had completely wronged her and he was trying to be realistic about thing’s. If Birdie pushed him away he’d get it, but God did he want to stay in this bubble where the reality of everything didn’t fit in with his ideal. “Honestly I deserve the slap. Save it for after this though” Julian mused out loud as he let Birdie take control of the situation. He wasn’t usually like that in the past, but when it came to them now, Julian was gonna see where thing’s go first before he had her wrapped around his waist and carried her to his bedroom.

It felt like as soon as Birdie backed away and wasn’t touching him, Julian remembered he had to breathe. He looked up at Birdie with a smirk on his face. He knew they had so much baggage still they needed to work through. They were still technically exes but, the more he looked at her. The more time he spent around her, the more Julian just wanted to make everything right with her again and pick up where they had left off. “ I know we did, ” Julian nodded before he leaned in to kiss her neck. This was really blurring the lines, but at this point he felt like they were both too far gone. “ I don’t want to be just friends though. I want to be able to do this again. “ He explained before kissing her neck once more. “ Were doing whatever you want to do. Say the word. “ He explained pulling back to look at Birdie again.

Once her back landed on his bed, Birdie was completely done for. She had no intention of wanting Julian as she held his birthday gift in her hands, but now was a whole different story. Laying underneath her ex-boyfriend, the masseuse felt something she hasn’t felt for a long time. Loved. She was loved by her large family, but this feeling was incredibly different and she was savoring every moment she could. Wanting to reply to his sexy words, she opened her mouth to say something but when his lips made contact with her neck, her eyes fluttered shut. A lustful moan escaping her mouth, she took in his words the best she could. She shouldn’t have been doing this with him, but when they entered his bedroom, everything they had to deal with was put on the back burner. Now it was just him, her, and their hunger for each other.

After Julian said everything he needed to and gave her space to reply, Birdie knew exactly what she wanted to do. Leaning up and pressing her fingers against his cheek, she kissed him softly before pulling away herself. The next thing she knew, she was saying a statement she was never going to forget. “I want to do you, Julian.”

#( interactions. )#( interaction | julian meadows. )#( trigger warnings. )#( trigger warning | nsfw. )

sms - Little Dove

Callum: Little bird is so last year.

Callum: I'm not cute. I'm ruggedly Handsome.

Callum: They better.

Callum: Well that is the point. Duh. I win.

Birdie: You're definitely ruggedly handsome for sure, but your curls and dimples scream cute to me.

Birdie: I'll let you know when they don't, I promise.

Birdie: You're always a winner in my heart, Cal.

Birdie: What are you up to today? We need to hang out.

#( texts. )#( text | callum st. james. )#ooc; i already LOVE their friendship so much omg

SMS - Birdie

Emmett: I hope so.

Emmett: No its just work and more work. Its like they want me to actually do things everyday like I am the CEO or something.

Birdie: There's no need to hope if we can make it happen.

Birdie: How weird! You always know where to find me if work is making you too tense.

#( texts. )#( text | emmett wade. )#ooc; how cute is he omg

sms - Little Dove

Callum: Just checking in on my favorite little Dove.

Callum: Are they treating you right?

Callum: Do you need some muscle?

Birdie: I love it when you call me that! Much better than Little Bird.

Birdie: Omg you’re so cute.

Birdie: They’re treating me just fine, I promise. Last I checked, I’m the one treating them.

Birdie: As much as I’d love to see your muscles in action, there’s no need to get them warmed up for a brawl I know you’d win.

#( texts. )#( text | callum st. james. )

SMS - Birdie

Emmett: I know, I definitely miss you.

Emmett: Nothing really to complain about.

Birdie: This means we have to see each other very soon.

Birdie: That’s good to hear. Is there anything new going on?

#( texts. )#( text | emmett wade. )

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