hear me out

[the-bookshop]

[ftliya]

trevor-gunn‌:

augustus-moore‌:

Scruff. Wasn’t the worst thing he’s been called, but what kind of fucking nickname was that? At least one of them was taking it down a notch. It did occur to him that he was being a complete ass, but he hardly had the space to think- much less feel remorse at a time like this. 

His narrowed eyes fell down to the offered item, and he went to reach for it. “Some peace and quiet.” It came out as a grumble, but less heated this time. Two pills were popped out and he dry swallowed them without batting an eye. It relieved him to see the other two giggle their way out of the room. Well, one of them did at least.  

@trevor-gunn

Okay, this is fine.. This is okay… This is totally notfuckingfineatall holy shit. Two attractive people. Fucked him. what the fuck?! What did they see in him? Then again, they were both plastered and so was he.. Trevor had thought he’d seen the last of the girl until she came into the bathroom for a split second and admired his tattoos. “Do y’mind le- Hey!” He squeaked, feeling her hand make contact with his ass. He soon watched her leave for the kitchen.

He quickly hopped into the shower, taking care of everything he needed, including his heat (thanks to the use of his hand). But the second he finished, he felt that fucking pull towards them both. “Oh no… Oh fuck no..” He grumbled lowly to himself. There was no fucking way they’d be his soulmate. They were so fucking attractive!

@ftliya​

Liya rolled her eyes at the scruffy yet handsome stranger. The two of them couldn’t have been more different and she was loving every damn second of it! Although ‘scruff’s’ hangover was beginning to irritate her. “Are you always so bright and cheery?” She taunted, voice a little quieter though before she made her way through to the kitchen. Grabbing three cups of water and juggling with them to carry them back to the bedroom. 

“Here ya go, champ.” She mused, setting the glasses down before passing one to the man remaining in bed. “Drink some of that up and maybe your grumpiness will subside a bit.” A soft laugh before she climbed back into the bed, resting her head against the headboard. Her eyes resting on the doorway, waiting for Tats to return. “What an amazing night.”

@augustus-moore​

[ftliya]

lorenzo-crone‌:

“Not to toot my own horn or anything, but I have a whole box,” Lorenzo said with mock pride. “And I have another box with a mix of black and green tea.” The kettle in hand was placed back onto the stove before he went to get the boxes of tea from the cabinet. The tops were opened and he plucked a packet of jasmine for himself. “Knock yourself out.”

“A whole box? Dude you might’ve just become my new best friend. Hope you can handle me, pal.” She teased with a smirk. Liya plucked out a peppermint tea before moving to stand beside him. “You want any help in here? I’m more than happy to sort my own shit.”

[ftliya]

trevor-gunn‌:

Truth be told, he could understand the gawking, but he was in no condition to humor it. Augustus continued to squint at the other as he waited for some semblance of an answer to his shitty question. If he was any more sober he would’ve realized that the man was on the phone. Scratch that- he was completely sober, he just had a fucking mariachi band storming in his cranium. 

“Okay, sure, I don’t actually care what you’re doing- just quiet the fuck down.” Jesus fucking Christ and the two holy duplicates- even his own voice sounded like thunder to his tender head. Augustus had the mind to say something else, but he was interrupted when another person emerged; just as loud. 

“What is this- scream your head off time?” He had to close his eyes the more he talked. It felt like the vibrations from his throat were drilling needles behind his eye sockets. Or that could just be the whole dehydrated thing- he wasn’t sure and he didn’t care.

@trevor-gunn

Two.. Fuck, there were two attractive people in his house. Shit! It makes sense why his ass hurt a little and why he was still partially hard. He’d forgotten all about the conversation he was about to have with his friend for a good moment. “Sorry… I uh.. I’ll call y’back in a bit, alright? Yeah… Somethin’ fuckin’ weird happened.” He spoke in a softer manner to make sure he didn’t anger the man in his bed. He soon ended the call, looking from the woman back to the other man.

“I apologize for bein’ loud.” He whispered softly before looking to the woman. “If y’can find somethin’ worth makin’ in th’kitchen I’ll make it..” He was too hot for this right now, and not in the good way. Right now all he wanted was to take a cold shower and cool off, not sweat his ass off even more.. He gently scooted past the woman to get to the bathroom, not realizing he didn’t have boxers or anything on until he glanced down. Fuck..

@ftliya​

A small chuckle escaped her lips at the grump’s reaction to her sudden appearance. “Pleased as punch to see me, huh, scruff?” Liya then turned her glance to the man on the phone. She really wished that she could remember either of their names. She was sure she’d said them several times during the night. “Jeez nobody’s shouting. Are you always such a bundle of fun?” Liya headed to her bag, pulling out her glasses and a sheet of painkillers. The woman held them out to the man with the bear, cocking a brow. “Here ya go, handsome. Mind if I join ya in bed? I’l be quiet. You want food? Drink?”

Liya bit her lip as she admired the nude man. “Nice tats.” She mused, unable to stop herself and let her hand smack down on the other’s behind before heading to the kitchen. Her company hadn’t exactly been requested but she wasn’t just gonna leave. This was far too fun. @augustus-moore​

[ftliya]

harleen-ronson‌:

The changing of the seasons was driving people crazy, Harleen was sure of it. As the pollen flew the temperaments of the town seemed to shift. With the college nearing the end of the school year, summer threatening to descend far too soon onto the parents of the town and the elements all aligning in different ways? It was a wonder to her that everyone was keeping themselves somewhat sane. Somewhat being the operative term. Everyone seemed to be running themselves a little mad as of late.

“Summer will be better,” she said, not sure if she was trying to convince herself or the people around her. “The weather may suck but everything else will have calmed down a bit.” At least for the people without children. For those who had to deal with children all summer? All the power to them.

Liya held a coffee between her hands, smiling at the other’s words. “Ah yes summer. The season that makes everything better huh? Men with no shirts, sunburned to shit and women who wear skimpy outfits. My favourite.” A cheeky grin taking over her face. “Although I must admit I’m not a huge fan of hot weather. Nor the screaming brats off from school.”

She shrugged though and waved a hand. “I’m more of a winter baby. Even if I do really love summer clothes. Are you looking forward to summer then by any chance?”

[ftliya]

lorenzo-crone‌:

“You want any?” He raised his voice so the other could hear from a room over. The patter of rain against the window panes made it that much harder to hear so he shuffled over towards the doorway. “Have a shit ton of tea and I can get a pot of joe going if that’s more of your thing.” Lorenzo poked his head out from around the corner to look at the other while he spoke. “If not then I have some booze you’re more than welcome to.”

“Ooh so many tempting options for one girl. Thank you.” She teased with a shrug. “I think I’ll just go for a tea. You don’t happen to have any herbal or flavoured do ya?” Liya rose to her feet, heading towards the other in the kitchen.

[ftliya]

wolfgangfalkowski‌:

Maybe it was due to his weretiger genetics or perhaps it was just a personal thing, but he’d always enjoyed exercise and the satisfying rush of endorphins that came with it. As a rule of thumb, he put his own wants and needs behind those of others, but his morning run was something he let himself have. It was the quickest way to wake up and get going, especially when he’d had only a few hours of sleep, and it never failed to put him in a good mood - so he considered it a win-win. 

Jogging his normal route, earbuds in place and his steady rhythm set, Wolfgang let the familiar scenery fly by with mind appreciation. He’d never gotten over how beautiful East Stroudsburg was, not even after five years of living there, and probably never would even if he took the same path every day. There was always something new to see, something interesting to contemplate as he moved past, and someone pleasant to talk to whenever he’d run into them. 

Even when he’d fallen into the perfect pace, his muscles burning pleasantly and the adrenaline heightening his senses, he’d break the whole thing to say hi to a friend. It was no different that morning, Wolfie had spotted a familiar face and gradually came to a stop to exchange pleasantries, sure to catch their eye before he did so in case they were otherwise occupied.

“Hey! Long time no see, how are you?” The weretiger asked, taking a moment to catch his breath. 

Liya had many things she loved doing but most of all, taking a prowl around town did her the best. It allowed her much needed detox time. Time to clear her head and sort out all the things that’d been on her mind. She had even treated herself to a milkshake as she wandered around. It was hardly the most healthy of choices, but she didn’t view this as exercise. Not of the boy at least. 

Her face lighting up with a friendly smile at the familiar face. A wave of her free hand and a small chuckle. “You sound a little out of breath there, pal. Need to sit down for a sec?” She teased. “I’m good thanks, how about yourself? Enjoying your little run?”

[ftliya]

trevor-gunn‌:

augustus-moore‌:

Augustus squinted over at the guy, Travis- Trember? He couldn’t fucking remember. “I swear to the concept of free will- what are you doing with all of that noise?” His voice croaked roughly as he sluggishly propped himself up against whatever he had been sleeping on. Was it the bed or the floor? He couldn’t fucking tell at this hour. 

The entire world seemed to spin for a good moment before things started to melt back into a single image again. Augustus was hungover and dreadfully so. He didn’t drink “too” often, but he had a tendency of finishing off a bottle of whatever on his own if he was left unsupervised.

How did Trevor not feel the man next to him? What the hell? And when did he get here?! memories began to flood when he remembered that he’d went to that bar last night. Shit.. He must have drank too fucking much and brought someone home. He glanced over to the man for a moment. Shit, he was attractive. fuck, the second he sees him, the man was going to gag and run and he knew it… Fuck…

“Uhh… Nothin’… Nothin’ at all..” He lied to the guy before moving to get up in case the other wanted to sleep. “I-I um… Gotta take this call though. Y’can get a bit more sleep if y’wanna.” He spoke softly before heading towards the bedroom door, slightly hoping the man would stop him.

Hiding wasn’t the word she’d use. More like strategically waiting for the right time for her to leave the bathroom after hearing the voices from the bedroom. She smirked to herself, amused by what the pair were saying. Liya quietly washed her hands, glancing at the toothbrush. Gods she wanted to brush her teeth, remove the gross morning-after taste of many cocktails. But despite sharing a bed with the man, she drew a line at using his toothbrush. 

Liya cleared her throat and finally opened the door. She leaned against the doorway, taking her time to admire both men. Wow she really had lucked out. “Alright? So which one of ya is gonna make breakfast or is that gonna have to be me?” A teasing tone as she wiggled her brows.

@augustus-moore

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