𝕄𝔸𝕄𝔸'𝕊 𝔹𝕆𝕐

[hickvysandtears]

devilwcmen‌:

“too late,” the woman hums, amused by the very thought of her - an ex escort - judging another for his sneaky coping habits. mira slid onto the seat beside him, gesturing with two fingers for the bartender to come over. she needs a shot of something to take the edge off. “how long do you think it’ll be until we find out who set the bombs off, hm? i give it a week or two. a month, at most. everyone and their damn grandmother is on the ‘case.’” 

      tommy wasn’t exactly thinking about the culprit to the whole- incident. he only cared for his mother and sister being safe. finding out who did it just seems like they’re on the cusp of a war he wants no part of. ❝ they’ll probably keep taking down people they think did it and eventually- maybe they’ll get the right person. ❞ he shrugs taking a swig of his beer. ❝ either way it’s going to be messy. ❞

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winterdvst‌:

❝ and now you get to drink all you want for free— the universe just works things out sometimes. ❞ frank laughed, pulling the keys even further away when the other tried to grab it back. ❝ you can still have a nice quiet night with good eye candy by your side. ❞ the blond winked, instinctively leaning in when tommy’s mouth is near his ear, a shit-eating grin taking over his lips. ❝ singing in the rain, huh ? i was thinking more ‘five star porno’ and less ‘classical musical’, but whatever you want. ❞ he chuckled, following in tomas’ steps. 

     tommy moves towards the elevator, rolling his eyes fondly at the blonde when he presses the button to go up. ❝ i have sex for a living- what’s the point in watching it ?? ❞ he turns raising a brow and a light chuckle slipping free. ❝ watching isn’t as fun as doing. ❞ he shoots frank a wink just as the elevator doors bing open and he slips inside. he hits the button for his floor without even waiting for the other. ❝ better be quick. ❞

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dvmonts‌: 

      “not here to judge, tommy,” luca points out as she slides into the seat opposite her friend. “i’m here to check up on you.” normally she would text or call in advance to see if he’s free but this time she decided to just turn up. “how’re you feeling?” she asks, glancing at him, dark eyes rife with concern.

     tommy actually glances toward the voice instead of staring at the table and has to fight back an apology slipping past his lips. instead he sits up a little straighter and shrugs. ❝ i’m good- just kinda annoyed. i paid for a babysitter and an overnight nurse- and i could’ve just kept the money. ❞ he shrugs again, taking a longer swig of his beer. ❝ i might have to take up a third job. ❞ he already sleeps so very little, forget to eat, keeps putting more on his shoulders but what else can he do ?? ❝ ‘nough about me though, how’re you ?? ❞

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ajaxanderson‌: 

“Really?” Jax said with faux sympathy, masking the fact that he was thrilled to hear Rose’s business had taken a hit thanks to the bombing. While her climb to prestige had been admirable, these fresh faces on the scene were a thorn in his side, and any stumble or misstep they made was like music to his ears. 

“Sounds like you need your clients screened better, what a waste of a night. A couple of complimentary drinks hardly seems like apt compensation for your time being dwindled away.”

Time was money, after all.

“If you ever want consistent work, I could always use someone that looks like you on my roster.”

     tommy knew that out of everyone on this planet- aj would be the least sympathetic over this current situation. though the escort does give him points for trying to act like he does. he hates the fact he has let the fact his client didn’t show up cause him to let go of his usual happy demeanor- or facade. he rolls his shoulders back takes another swig of his beer and hums in curiosity.

     ❝ i’m not just stopping at a couple drinks- but, feel free to let me know what you’d count as decent compensation ?? ❞ tommy has plans to use the client’s already paid for hotel room too. but of course the conversation leads exactly where he expects it to. he has to fight an eye roll- his mother raised him better than that. ❝ as always- no thanks. i owe rose a lot and i’m not just going to leave working for her over one client being a dumbass. ❞

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     //ooc: my mum decided the entire house needed cleaning so i’m gunna help her (lol i say help i’m being forced but i ain’t gunna argue) shall be on soon to work on my boi tommy

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      //ooc: so i think i’ve replied to all my messages ?? but tumblr is always a dick with notifications so if i miss u out u can join me in fighting the tumblr staff irl at dawn !!!

[kingsdvminion-deactivated202009]

the boy next door (2015)

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winterdvst: 

❝ he bailed, but he’s still has a tab in the hotel ? what a dumbass. ❞ frank asked, raising an eyebrow. ❝ that settles it. c’mon. there’s no point in stacking up their tab on the bar. ❞ the blond reaches between them, snatching the key from tommy’s hand before standing up– the key in one hand, his beer in another. ❝ we’re going upstairs, rent something good on pay-per-view and order some very expensive room service. ❞ 

     ❝ could thing he is- cause i need a few drinks. ❞ he wonders if he can order enough room service and pack it up to do. fill his fridge back home with it so at least his sister gets to eat something. tommy pouts as the key is stolen from his grasp  and goes to snatch it back but isn’t as fast as he needs to be. ❝ who said you could join, huh ? i was going to enjoy a nice quiet night on my own. ❞ though- he wouldn’t say not to frank’s company. but he wasn’t going to admit that at this moment. he rises effortlessly, beer in hand and steps closer to frank. he leans in so his lips brush the blonde’s ear. ❝ if singing in the rain is on pay-per-view, we’re buying it. ❞ he smirks, moving away and towards the elevator.

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ajaxanderson: 

“Oh, I wouldn’t dream of it,” AJ remarks, an Old Fashioned sat half drained in front of him. The drab surroundings of the bar he occupied lacked the decadence he found himself favouring, but he supposed he could grin and bear it for business’ sake. 

From what he had heard of the man to his right, he was a peppy little thing, and a sunshine-y personality was a commodity he could easily buy and sell. While no trace of it seemed present that evening, that could potentially be to Jax’s benefit – unhappy escorts made for easier scores. 

“Unfulfilling night?”

     taking another swig of his beer, he wonders how much shit he’d get in if he ordered something expensive in spite. would rose find out and fire him ? was it worth the risk ? after everything that’s gone on he’s more than tempted to tiptoe at the edge. the use of words is caught by tommy and he rolls his eyes. ❝ a client bailed. what happened at the party- business isn’t going so well. ❞ he shrugs as if playing off that it’s nothing while the panic of paying medical bills flash behind his eyes. ❝ though they left their tab open and paid for their room- so i’m taking advantage. ❞

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winterdvst: 

❝ i’d never dream of it. ❞ frank replied, an easy smile on his lips as he slid in the empty seat next to tommy, ordering himself a beer before he turned back to the other man, blue eyes carefully analyzing his slouched posture. ❝ you do look awfully down today though, is everything okay ? ❞ 

     tommy absentmindedly plays with the hotel room key in his hand, flipping it between his fingers as he swigs his beer. it was the only thing getting him free drinks right now and he didn’t want to lose it. a slight snort leaves him at frank’s words. ❝ what gave it away ?? ❞ he sighs however, unable to lash out at anyone when he’s in a bad mood. it’s not frank’s fault he wasn’t getting paid tonight. ❝ a client bailed so i’m putting my beer on their tab. ❞

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fvcksloane: 

      crooning onstage didn’t seem as magical these days when they had the feds breathing down their necks & really nowhere to go, and while sloane’s typically liable to stir up a party after her shows, tonight she sits with her third glass of champagne and plays voyeur  —  occasionally amusing herself by pulling salacious glances at married men, who pretended not to look at her with their wives beside them.  as tommy spoke, she offers him a faint smile,  ‘  wouldn’t dream of it.  ’  judgement isn’t in her nature  ;  her morals aren’t the most outstanding, after all.  ‘  in fact, i was just wondering if you’d snag me a drink on his bill, too.  ’

     he rolls his eyes but there’s a fondness to it. ❝ i thought you came over here for my charming personality. ❞ he does a fake pout before holding out the room key. ❝ just show this to the bartender and it charges onto the bill. if i don’t get paid i’m using every option from this i can. ❞ he slouches back in his chair and takes a swig of his beer. then something sparks in dark brown eyes and he smirks. ❝ you feelin’ champagne ?? ❞

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malfvyisms: 

       she eyes the male as he slowly paces himself down the hall. her stomach rumbles at the mention of the bear claws. nevena has lost track of her eating schedule, having been so caught up in work and stress of the recent attack. “fine. you may come in.” she unlocks the door and opens it, revealing herself in a tee shirt and pair of shorts, “but only because i want food.” her hand reaches out for the brown paper bag holding the goods.

     ❝ hey you’ll get these in a second. how do i know you won’t snatch them and then shut the door on me ?? ❞ tommy moves the bag just out of her reach as he heads inside. he holds out the coffee however for her to take, making sure to keep the bag hidden. ❝ it’s nothing fancy, just black coffee, but it has caffeine so you can’t go wrong. ❞

[manculture]

Ryan Guzman

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     he shouldn’t be drinking in the hotel bar- he should be upstairs with a client. but after the whole- explosive party it seems his client didn’t want to be around the gang for the moment. which tommy understood completely- but he had meds to buy for his mother, a ten year old sister to raise and damn bills to pay. he’s pissed and so is charging a beer on the client’s bill. his usual happy disposition, always the optimist- has taken a vacation momentarily. feeling eyes on him he slouches in his seat. ❝ don’t judge me. ❞ 

[cfwartorn-archive]

she’s seemingly FLUSTERED, heels clicking on the floor as she looks around the room that she had ended up in. there was a brief shade of anger in her eyes as she sought out the reason she’d been pulled away until finally her gaze settles uncomfortably a moment later,  ❛  what’s going on? ❜ the brisk tone in her question was clear,  ❛  i was with a client. ❜  

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     tommy was dealing with his own client- when things got a little too- well- he clears his throat and shrinks his six foot stature upon seeing the gaze of the other. ❝ i’m sorry i wouldn’t interrupt if- well- ❞ he gestures at the door to the room adjacent and swallows hard. ❝ so... he passed out and i don’t know if should call an ambulance or not. ❞

[mmussan]

“Haya!” Max called out as he crossed a patch of green, “komm her!” come here. A heavy sigh followed as he jogged up to the golden retriever puppy that had chosen to find another target that was more interesting than it’s owner. The puppy, too small to jump high was attempting to scramble up the other’s leg. As Max got close, he gently pulled the dog closer to himself, practically kneeling on the floor as he glanced up, with icy blue hues, “I”m sorry, she gets a little excited.”

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     tommy is lost in his own thoughts as he walks through the park, earphones in and not paying attention to the world. after- well he doesn’t wanna talk about it, but business had been down. and low flow of business meant he wasn’t getting paid enough to pay for his mother’s meds. though tommy hid his stress behind his usual smile- which crops up when a puppy comes into view. ❝ hey baby- where’s your owner, huh ? ❞ he kneels down, fingers brushing through the pups fur and smile bright. he’s soon to find out who the owner is as he comes into view. ❝ hey, it’s completely fine, man. if it was a person i might take offence but- can’t be mad at a cute puppy. ❞

[edenville]

         SHE had been asleep for a mere thirty minutes when the knocking began. the brunette laid there in the hopes that whoever it was would eventually give up and go away. she needed to rest after being on a stake out all night. “fuck sakes,” she threw the covers back and made her way to the door of her apartment. “go away ! i’m sleeping.” she huffed and stared through the peep hole.

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     tommy rolls his eyes, kicking the door with his foot again. his hands are currently occupied with holding coffee and a bag of pastries from the bakery down the street. ❝ fine- guess i’ll just give this bear claw to a homeless guy oh- and this coffee too. ❞ he steps back from the door, making a show of walking away. ❝ they’re fresh too- just got out of the oven ten minutes ago- but oh well, guess you gotta sleep- ❞ he calls back over his shoulder getting further and further away from the door.