Sun Chips

My name is T. I'm in my 20s (28 y'all) and I'm here to rp. I'm slow btw.

[mysteryoflovc]

It's always like a den of snakes whenever they come face to face with her father. Like he knows he's going to get bitten because he would do anything to protect Eva. His protective nature has only become amplified the moment she told him she was pregnant. His patience has become thinner and he knows he needs to focus on her right now. It has always been about her for him ever since she picked him over making her father happy. He's certain if he had it his way his daughter would be married to one of his honcho's sons. Elijah tightens his fingers around hers, "And we're very excited. Aren't you excited sir?" Elijah does his best to be polite. He has no intention of throwing a match to the flame tonight. "Eva has told me she's so excited for you to be a grandfather." Maybe it's a lie but he's trying to butter him up.

[hartofxmatter]

Now more than ever did she wish she could read the mind of men. More specifically both Elijah and her father. Though she wasn't sure how much her announcement was in either of their heads versus just cursing each other out. Maybe Eli was right, he might have been practicing his patience, then again her father hadn't fully tried his patience yet. She knew regardless of what they said, her dad wouldn't change overnight. Even if she could hope for it. It had been a losing battle the moment she said 'I do' to him but there was no going back. Eva glanced over at him, feeling his grasp tighten, she gave him a small smile. She heard a gasp from Chloe but her gaze turned to their dad. His face twisted before returning expressionless man then speaking "hm, well maybe you'll finally bring a boy who can take over from me." Eva wasn't sure if that was approval or not. It sounded like the closest possible thing to it. "We don't know the gender yet, dad."

[charmednoir]

"Apologies." A look of embarrassment flashes across his features, Pierce is typically much more ready than this, but they had to get here on such short notice he hadn't had time to prepare anything. Who knows what 'Bryson' could be up to at this moment? "I'm Pierce Halloway and these are my two brothers. Phineas to my right and Parker to my left." The similarities were there, exact same skin tone, same mid-face definition, and those exact same striking eyes.

Phineas sniffs. "Mmm, well, you see... Bryson took a very old heirl--"

"He's possessed." Parker says it flat out, and both Pierce and Phineas gape at him, eyes wide. "Yeah girl, by an actual demon. It'd be super cute if we could skip the whole 'supernatural isn't real' thing and cut to the part where you tell us what we need to know." A shocked noise escapes Pierce's open mouth, Phineas is completely gooped and gagged too, but Parker barrels on. "We need to get homeboy and exorcize the demon inside him ASAP no Rocky. So if you know something you can either say it or we'll just cast a spell like we did on your security team."

[hartofxmatter]

She grins as Pierce?... God it was going to take her a moment to nail down their names but it didn't sound like they were here to do repeat business. As Pierce apologizes. She didn't force it but Eva did appreciate his attempt. Not the way they were interacting at least. Shame. She liked a pretty sight. Her eyes scanned the three of them as they began talking.

Possessed? Everything she could guess, that was far from her guess. It seemed like his brothers did expect the bluntness either. She blinked slowly, trying to wrap her head around his words. He had no tact either. "Hard to jump to that mindset." She notes, leaning back into her chair. "Oh, that sounds threatening. Well, I know nothing about where he is." Eva shrugged easily. "He requested today off so your guess is as good as mine." Something about a personal family day. She didn't question much about it.

[wcrstbehavior]

As soon as Chloe took a step back, TJ was already taking another step forward. So that she had no other way of getting around him, so that she'd be backed up into the wall with nowhere else to go. He knew it would only take a few more minutes for her to fold completely; all he had to do was keep playing his cards the only way he knew how to. "You're lying to yourself, babe," he was quick to say, pressing one of his hands to the wall on one side of her head, partially caging her in. "You know you wanted me to show up. You wanted me to see how fuckin' amazing you looked in your gorgeous wedding dress and not be able to keep my fuckin' hands off of you." With his free hand, Terrence lifted it to her chin, directing her gaze to his own. "Tell me you don't want me to fuck you one more time and I will leave... Promise."

[hartofxmatter]

Where was her phone? He had no intention to leave, that much was starting to be clear. Maybe if she sent a message, someone would come. It seemed so simple and yet, well maybe it was cold feet making her hesitate. Lying to herself? Yeah, but TJ had no business pointing that out. Chloe pressed her back against the wall, eyes darting around looking for her escape. She shrugged nonchalantly, "And I do look fucking great in this dress. Not that I need you to say it." It's not like she needs his acknowledgement but here he was trying to fuck her without even complimenting her without trying to get his hands on her. "This is exactly why we don't work, TJ. We aren't... good for each other." Yet it didn't stop the way her legs rubbed together at his words. It was easy, she just needed to tell him he couldn't fuck her. Yet the words didn't come out when she opened her mouth. Chloe let out a sigh, avoiding his eyes "you shouldn't have come, TJ." She spoke softly. Because clearly he was too much of a temptation. "We can't."

[mysteryoflovc]

"Only heard bad things from our friends about him, Mon." Nyjah is lying mostly. There's only ever been the nit picking from their friends when they've all gotten a little too drunk. Just the normal shit people in relationships complain about. He's got no issue amplifying that shit right now. He holds her gaze before his brows furrow. "You make it sound like you settling." Nyjah points out, "And why would a woman like you need to settle for that? And what do you want? He's really the one for you?"

[hartofxmatter]

Montana couldn't help but roll her eyes. "Just drunk ramblings, everyone does it all the time. Amara rants about her bum ass boyfriend all the time." Though all their friends knew Amara needed to break up with him, but that was besides the point. And it wasn't like the bad things were that bad. Nyjah is a good friend but there's no way he can't read the fucking room. Her arms cross in front of her chest, "What's your problem, Nyjah? I thought you of all people would be happy for me." And yet all he's doing is criticizing her fiance. Like damn. His words hit a tender spot and she visibly flinches. "I'm not... You're making it sound worse than it is."

[mysteryoflovc]

"I still ain't ever seen what you seen in him." Nyjah was never one to hold back on her husband to be. And as much as he loves a party he can't help but stir the pot just a little bit. Even on her wedding day. He was tempted more then once to write a false article on him which would have been easy and most high profile athletes are cheating liars anyway. "You sure he's the one?" He can't help but ask as he steps closer to her while his gaze rakes over her. She's not in that white dress yet nothing's set it stone. "Tell me he's the one." @hartofxmatter

[hartofxmatter]

Montana rolled her eyes, gently patting the pins in her hair, tucking them once again. Nyjah had never seen what she did but did it matter? He wasn't the one marrying her fiance. "He's not your type, why would you." More than anything, she wasn't even sure why he cared so damn much. He had never held back, though on her wedding day he could at least read the room. The one? Absurd ass question. She found someone who fit a couple of her boxes, that had to count for something. Montana stopped, squinting as she watched him. "Why does that matter? He wants to marry me."

[mysteryoflovc]

"I love you." Elijah whispers one final time to remind her before they speak to her father. He doesn't speak first because he knows the older man likes to think he has the upper hand always. He doesn't want her to feel sick simply because they're in her fathers presence. Elijah knows that his presence is the biggest factor in her fathers displeasure and it wounds him that he's the reason she takes on her fathers negative emotions. And the cycle continues. He does not want their baby to feel this stress to see it when they're old enough and wonder why their family is so divided. She speaks first and Elijah can feel the tension the moment her father meets his gaze as if he didn't know he would be here. They've been together long enough now that of course wherever Eva is Elijah would be as well. "We have some wonderful new to share with you sir." Elijah is delighted to add his two cents of course.

[hartofxmatter]

It's more of a reminder than a statement in her opinion. A much needed shield as they headed into what felt like war. Elijah is silent but his presence is really all she needs to keep her expressions under control. Eli has been around enough to know how to manage her father, whether he chooses to or not. Though Eva usually doesn't mind when he chooses not to, it' just the current situation is a bit too sensitive to not at least try to play along. Of course half of her father's annoyance is next to her, but that was besides the point. Their relationship had always been testy prior to her marriage but choosing Eli had been like a nail in the coffin. And now their relationship was taking a logical next step. Her attention draws back as she hears him speak, pleasure evident in his voice. "Right. We, actually," her grip squeezed his, "I'm pregnant. We're having a baby."

[mysteryoflovc]

Cassell listens to her and wonders why she wants to mean anything to him if they break up. He does not want to think about the end before they've even really begun but it's already out there between them. He might as well face it head on so nothing festers here between them. "Des, it's not that they mean nothing. It's just that you are the most important person in my life right now. They're not important to me anymore it doesn't mean it meant nothing." Maybe he's sounding heartless but that's not his intention. "You want me thinking about my exes huh?" He raises a brow trying to tamp down the teasing smile. "I'm not pining about my exes Des. If you ever leave me I'll need to be institutionalized." Cassell grins before his face screws up in disgust thinking about her getting cheated on. Cas is surrounded by cheaters and he offers them the exact same face when they think they can brag to him about that shit. "I'm not him. Whatever you need from me to feel secure in us. Just tell me. I got you." Cassell murmurs softly. "No? You sure? C'mon Des." Cas can't help but grin as he presses a kiss to her mouth, "You okay?"

[hartofxmatter]

He can't judge her when he's the one who asked, yet she's a little tooo nervous to attempt to read what his face says. She's aware that there's no sense in her worries but - maybe she should've prefaced everything once he asked. Cassell's words make a lot more sense than she expected. Even then she sounded even worse with the way he was answering. And yet somehow she was still working her way into a frenzy. Did Cassell really want to date her still? Clearly Des was starting to see she was insane herself. She rolled her eyes at him, "shut up." More than that, she can't find any better words because it sounded exactly like she had said such. Destiny scoffed, fighting back a smile. "Cas, you sound obsessed already. I can't imagine you in a straight jacket." She appreciates just how disgusted he is about the idea, if only her ex had felt that way as well. "I know you aren't and I don't want to hold you to that. I just want you to know if it's hard for me to be vulnerable it has nothing to do with you and everything to do with me." Destiny nodded, grinning at him. "Absolutely. You're hot." She wasn't sure the reason for his question but she met his kiss with one of hers. "With you? Course."

[sealedfcte]

⋆˙⟡ closed starter for @hartofxmatter

“if you’re with him, then why are you on my doorstep at midnight?”

[hartofxmatter]

Layla hesitated, leaning against the frame of his door as she thought. "I thought you liked to see my pretty face?" She joked, playing him off. She gently placed a hand on his chest, grinning up at him, "are you really not gonna let me in?"

[hartofxmatter]

Closed starter for @troublesomemix

Truce her ass. Or maybe her understanding of their truce was all in her head. She assumed their truce extended farther than withholding from their insults but clearly Gabriel had other plans. Miray held her phone tighter, rushed steps taking her to that idiot. Unfortunately, an idiot she was tied to. She didn't bother to knock at the door hiding him, Instead she stormed in, annoyance coloring her face. "Look, I don't care who you fuck but can you not make it so obvious that it's not me." She spoke the moment she laid eyes on him. That doesn't sound right. In fact it almost sounds jealous but it's far from it. She wondered if he knew what she was talking about, but she wasn't sure caring was at the top of her concern at the moment. "Can you just, not get photographed in places you shouldn't? For fuck's sake Gabriel. You're making me look like a fool."

[wcrstbehavior]

Chloe was funny. He always loved that about her. Nothing she was saying was going to change how he felt, nor make him leave. In fact, it only made him want her more the more she tried pushing him away and out of her life for good. That wasn't happening. Certainly not today, certainly not ever. TJ could tell she was nervous, too; the way her fingers were practically death gripping the side of her dress. It was cute, he had to admit. "You knew I was still gonna show up whether you invited me or not. Don't lie to yourself, Chlo," TJ shrugged, taking one more step closer to her. "That ain't stop you from continuing to fuck me even when you got together with him."

[hartofxmatter]

It's hard to think there's anyone to blame but herself. Whatever she had with TJ was hard to explain and even harder to end. She noticed he didn't move towards the exit. Then again, TJ often made it a habit to not listen to her. It shouldn't be surprising, but it's even more shocking as she's promised to marry someone else. He has no business being anywhere with her behind closed doors. Chloe shook her head, "no, I thought you would know that on my wedding day, you should stay far fucking away." Why was he so tempted to be here? They weren't serious like that, it was exactly why she had accepted a proposal. "TJ," she scoffed. Though it wasn't a lie. "That was different. I'm getting married now. Today. I'm not fucking you again." She took a step back, cautiously.

[mysteryoflovc]

"Baby." Elijah coos back softly if only to soothe her. He knows how to stay classy but it's hard when he's around Chloe and knowing that Eva can't seem to help but like it. Even if she smacks at him and scoffs and looks beautiful in her irritation. Elijah can't help but smile at the upturn of her lips like she's trying to fight it. "I'm here. You don't need to be nervous." Elijah insists softly as he rubs his thumb gently across the small of her back where his hand has settled. Elijah is excited about their baby and he hates this feeling in his stomach that they have any reason to be nervous. It's like their wedding day all over again. Filled with nerves beyond remembering their vows. He does not want their baby to be born into a world where their own family is full of friction. He knows as long as her father is alive it'll always be like this. "Oh you were? Thank you Chloe." Elijah can't help his delighted sarcastic chuckle. He drops a kiss to Eva's shoulder as he leads her into the dining room. "Yes, exactly." He shoots Chloe one last look before leading the both of them towards where her father is sat to greet him.

[hartofxmatter]

He's so damn irritating. Yet she loves his irritating ass and she can only wonder if he's emboldened by her sister or he's just trying to get it out. The worst part is he really isn't wrong, which is why her reproach is far from serious. "I know. I love you, sweetheart." Her head rests on his shoulder for a moment. Eva wonders just how many times she's overwhelmed herself due to nerves and how much that nervousness has transferred to Elijah. Though maybe he isn't nervous at all, he's been such a strong rock throughout everything so far. They managed to get down the aisle, this is just another hill Eva was sure they'd cross. Actually it didn't matter what anyone said, they were happy and having their child regardless. Their kid was going to be loved by her and Eli, at the end of the day, that was what mattered. Chloe throws them a grin, knowing there's no warming up that asshole. Eli's confirmation is only more reassuring, keeping her from crumbling the moment she see's her dad. He doesn't get up but he does lift his head to see them. “Hi daddy.” Eva offers, giving him a small smile. “Chloe. Evangeline. I see you’re still with that man.” Her father’s disdain is very evident in his voice. Eva rolls her eyes, “Of course I am. He is my husband.”

[mysteryoflovc]

"What don't you understand?" Cas had thought he was being straight forward but maybe he wasn't? "Am I missing something? I feel like we're having two different conversations." The mood keeps buoying between teasing and confusion. He's not the type of guy to hang onto past relationships he lets them go for a reason. He's got more important things to focus on. "Never?" Cas teases with a grin as he watches her. He's getting a little bit of emotional whiplash cause she seems a little pressed but then she's smiling at him like there's no one else in the world. "That's what it is? Some bum loser who fucked with you? I'm not them. You know that, Des. Whatever you need I'm here to give it to you." Cassell lets her know. He keeps his hands on her as he nods slowly. "I'm not trying to say it'll never be hard but you won't ever be confused where we stand. Where I stand with you." Cas reassures her, "you think that? I don't know think they'll be wonderin' how I convinced you to be with me."

[hartofxmatter]

She wasn't tryna cause problems, not really. But if he was asking, then clearly whatever she was trying to avoid was already causing issues. "Might be me. I think huh. I guess I don't understand how you can just forget about your exes like that. Like I know they don't mean much now but I guess I'm scared that if we ever break up, I'll just mean that little to you." Not that it'll matter once they're broken up but it's a current thought that makes her pause. In a way, it should make her feel better that his exes aren't a thought. Still she hasn't gotten over that hill mentally yet. Destiny mimicks his nod, when would she ever turn him down. "No. Never." Though she thinks he knows that full well. She snorts lightly, though he's not wrong either. "Definitely fucked with me. Fucked me over too. I guess that's what I get for dating a cheater" Though she didn't know he was a cheater when they had started dating but that was besides the point. She felt like she could've known or should've known. "I know you aren't... them but I. It's hard to completely shake it off." His reassurance is nice as hell but she knows it's also her own thing to sort through. Destiny smiles, "babe, have you looked in the mirror? I didn't need a lot of convincing.

[mysteryoflovc]

Cassell wonders what she's thinking because it's obviously a little different then what he's intending. He doesn't want her thinking he was hiding it or that it was nothing. It's just that he hasn't thought about his ex in a long time and that journalist bringing it up was beyond weird. "You okay?" He asks softly. If there's anything he can do to reassure her he's going to do it. He doesn't know if he cares about any guy whose come before him because he knows he's going to be better then them. There's no doubt in his mind. Cas is a high compete athlete he always does everything to the best of his ability. Especially being a good man to Destiny. "I don't mind. I've only had a couple serious girlfriends." Cas also thinks it's distasteful the way his teammates run through women in every city. He does not hesitate to side eye the fuck outta them when they're talking about their latest hook up. He's never been that guy his mama taught him better. "What you gotta work through? Lemme work through it with you." Cas shakes his head, "I'm not ever takin' it back. You're stuck with me Des."

[hartofxmatter]

Destiny gives him a reassuring smile before he thinks there's more than there is. Even if there is a lot going on in her mind, right now. "Yeah no, just." Her mouth closed as she tried to figure out the right words to say. "I just don't understand." That was the simplest way to put it. It didn't really matter at the end of the day, but she also just had to forget about it. That was the current issue, she just couldn't. Maybe she doesn't need to learn anything about his exes. There's a saying about too much information being harmful. Bliss in the denial. "I'll never turn down a nice dinner date with you, Cas." She's not even upset that he has a past, there's nothing about that reality that is upsetting. She just isn't sure if she compares. Though if she were to say that, Destiny is certain he would reassure her to no end. Whether it's true or not. Oh he's adorable. "Nah, I just. I think all my past relationship trauma's just being a bitch right now, you know." She shrugged, trying to seem nonchalant. Destiny grinned, pressing up to put a light kiss on the corner of his lips. "You're adorable. I think you stuck with me, babe."

[mysteryoflovc]

Elijah tries his very best not to laugh at her sigh. He knows exactly the responses he's going to get from her and it amuses him. She's the best thing that ever happened to him so is it not his right to piss her off fondly? The dark haired man registers Chloe's expression she's usually always wearing when they are meeting with their father. Elijah has come to know it well and knows his own face sometimes mirrors hers when their gazes meet over the table when the girls father says something particularly heinous. "Well here's to one day closer to the grave I suppose." He rubs his hand across his mouth to hide his smile. It is still not in good taste to wish death on his wife's father. Even if he is particularly awful. "We were talking our exit plan." He tells her lowly as if there would be anything else. The pair had already discussed it many times before even as he watches Eva getting ready at her vanity. Had kissed her cheek and tried to convince her again that they could say he was sick. However Elijah did always want to please her and stomaching her father was one way to do it. "You had to remind him of that did you?" Elijah laugh as he stares at her with a forced look of displeasure. "It's fine." Elijah repeats her words as he places a hand at the small of her back to hopefully soothe her. "Of course we will. We're here to share wonderful news."

[hartofxmatter]

He should be kissing the ground she walks on for doing the world a favor and marrying him, yet her husband just can't help but poke the bear. On purpose. And the worst part is she enjoys it. Their banter makes her feel even more alive. His words are something she should've expected but his response makes her mutter his name, "Babe, please." A tempting fate and only worse to say out loud about the person they've come to meet. The corner of her lips fighting to stay down regardless of how she felt. Her response a clear contrast to Chloe's laughter. They really shouldn't need an exit plan, just like she should never have to be nervous about sharing their news. Elijah had offered to take the fall for the both of them and play sick. Had almost convinced her every time he kissed her cheek. It was just that the longer they pushed it, the worse it would be afterwards. Dealing with the initial fallout seemed better than whatever blowup would happen after her dad found out about their baby. Chloe gave him an innocent shrug, "I was warming him up for you guys." Chloe waved his look away, knowing not to take it seriously. Eva wondered if he realized how much he was holding her up right now. "I mean worst case, we just burn the place down, right." Though it was partially a joke, she didn't completely hate the idea.

[ofdamnation]

feigns hurt in his expression, hand clutching chest — the works. "if you're trying to wound me it's working, i do have feelings y'know." attempts to stifle the chuckle that falls from his lips, clearly getting under his skin and clearly enjoying it. "i have plenty of friends, or people that i see on a daily basis — we haven't really labeled it. like us, when are we gonna lable all this?" dongwoo point between their frames, taunting juliet even further.

[hartofxmatter]

he has feelings but he's clearly mocking her? when had she let him get so under her skin. "if i wanted to really wound you, i would've stabbed you already." she deadpans. honestly, she isn't sure why she hasn't yet. her eyes narrow, before she rolls them. his poor friends really should just trade him in. "there is no, us, dongwoo. far from it." and if they were to label anything it would be juliet and her tormentor. "there's nothing to label. if that's a confession... keep it."

[charmednoir]

"Sorry for the intrusion." Pierce speaks with sincerity in his deep, rumbly voice as they step into her office. He stops right in front of the chair seated in front of her desk, both hands rested one over the other so she can see them. "I'm sure you weren't expecting us."

Phineas and Parker flank his sides. The youngest brother has his eyes directed just slightly to the left, line of sight drawn exactly to where her gun would be as if he can see through her desk. He clears his throat.

"We're looking for one of your minions." Parker says. "He's got something of ours that we need, ASAP."

Realizing how ominous that sounds, Phineas pipes up. "That sounds so bad, but not like that." He clarifies, shooting a look at Parker for continuing. "We just need to talk to him if you have his whereabouts. Bryson Tiller is his name, of no relation to the singer of course."

[hartofxmatter]

At least one of them has manners. Or a semblance of some. She notes there's no introduction or clear indication of why they're even hear. They simply seem... comfortable. Either out of confidence or lack of awareness. "And you all would be?" Since they had no intention of volunteering that information themselves clearly. Minions? What did they think she ran. "I don't have minions." But she couldn't figure out what it was one of her employees could have taken from them.

"I'm not sure why you think I would volunteer information of anyone. Whether they're my minion or not. I don't recall anyone of that name. Especially without information on what it is you're looking for." Eva snorted lightly at the name. "I'd rather tell you where the singer is." She could probably figure that information out with a little time.

[charmednoir]

@hartofxmatter liked for a KANE starter !

Mahad crosses his arms over his chest, eyes shifting from the center of the room to his younger brother. He can already see that look starting to manifest in Magna's irises. "Seriously, bro? We're not going to kill him."

Magna tries not to look as attacked as he feels. "I didn't even say anything."

"You didn't have to." Marcus replies without taking his eyes away from their subject, his voice low. "You know how this works." They would need a couple of things from him to round out the spell. Daniel Hines was strapped to the chair, knocked out cold. Marcus reaches out and taps on the man's cheek with the flat side of his knife to rouse him.

[hartofxmatter]

The voices are over his head, though he can't fully processes them or what they're saying. It's just noise though from what he remembers last, it was just him. Maybe his mom had used her key and was on the phone with his auntie. Something cold came in contact with his face and he finally broke from the weight of darkness holding him. Daniel opened his eyes with a start. Eyes blinked continuously until he realized he couldn't move. Though he should've noticed the men surrounding him first. Eyes travelled between them and the restraints, trying to find words.

"Woah." Not what he meant to utter but it was accurate as well. "Who are y'all? Fuck is this? Lemme go." A silver glint caught the corner of his eyes, finally noticing the knife. "I don't know who you think I am but I have nothing to do with y'all. Swear." They had the wrong guy, maybe he just needed to point it out to them.