never fall in love with a hustler;

indie rp for Andy from American Horror Story: Freak Show. Mun & Muse are of age. There will be NSFW. It is tagged, but I do not use read mores. Sideblog off recklessdevotion.

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Hey guys! Glitter here! So I noticed a lot of AHS blog masterposts that aren’’t up to date or don’t update when they get notes on their little posts so! Please Like/Reblog if you are apart of the AHS Roleplay Community. Please put in the tags your character(s) and from what season they are. You can also reblog if you have an AHS verse! Let’s make it easier to find people to write with!! I will update this post later once I compile a master list!

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@thesmileclown liked for a thing!!

         Ever since that man had left the business card, Andy couldn’t stop dreaming about the west coast. He didn’t want to leave, though--- he couldn’t leave Sam. He’d fallen in love with him, but it didn’t stop his dreams (which now including Sam as well). Cuddling up to the other in the bed, Andy adjusted the sheets over them and looked up to him with a smile. “You ever thought about movin’ out west? To California maybe?”

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thesmileclown:

          “It’s alright. You’re always welcome…I mean, if you want to be,” Sam grinned, allowing his heart to to flutter just a little bit as Andy took his hands. Of course, with each word out of Andy’s mouth he found it harder and harder to keep his feelings in check. “What do you mean?” he asked. His voice was shaky, giving away his nerves and the pounding of his heart. “I’ve only ever been different in a bad way,” he added under his breath, unable to look Andy in the eyes as he did.

“Course I wanna be,” Andy reassured him. “Different in a good way, Sam. It’s like... it never feels like work with you. It’s so easy and natural. I enjoy sex, but it’s the good kinda different with you. It’s like there’s real emotions behind it, y’know? It feels like I’m sharin’ somethin’ with you that I don’t share with anybody else, even though the act is the same. It’s real intimate... I like it,” he smiled, giving his hands a gentle squeeze. “You feel it, too?” he asked, his own voice a little shaky from nerves now.

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The man from L.A. stood next to Andy’s table, dropping a business card there before he left without so much as a thank you. Andy was used to it, though. That was his job. He picked up the card, turning it over in his fingers and thinking. The conversation with Dell had gone sideways again and Andy knew in his heart that Dell was NOT going to leave his wife. There was no future with him. There was no future in Florida. Heading back to his room at the motel, he packed up and left, hitchiking his way across the country until he got to California. 

The west coast was so much different from the East coast. The water was clearer, and everything seemed like MORE. He found a cheap place to stay called the Hotel Cortez. There was something off about the place, but Andy didn’t care. He was living his dream, finally. 

[highnoonhustler]

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thesmileclown:

          “Yeah, I know,” Sam replied softly. It was the only way to keep the nerves out of his throat. He couldn’t say he was jealous, not exactly, but the man couldn’t help the surge of insecurity. Maybe he was reading too much into things, and he was just another client, but Andy’s words eased some of his fears. “I missed you too,” he nodded. “Feel free t’make yourself at home. I’m just gonna find somewhere for these flowers.”

         Andy smiled at Sam’s invitation, taking off his leather jacket and hanging it by the door. He sat down on the couch and sighed, leaning back against it. “Thanks for havin’ me, even though I kinda invited myself,” he chuckled. Once Sam had come back in and sat down, Andy spoke again with a soft voice, taking the other’s hand in his. “I been missin’ this... us... it’s different with you, y’know?”

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💩

💩 …someone my muse dislikes, but admires.

Tom Johnson, the neighbor that propositioned him for sex in exhange for money when he was 14. Andy admires him because he was able to keep his family’s farm going through the worst of times and still have a good amount of money to pay for things like Andy’s services. He dislikes him because as he grew older, he realized just how wrong it was to proposition him at such a young age, but he still admires him. It’s very complicated and conflicting internally for him.

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starter call!

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thesmileclown:

          He hadn’t been expecting company, the knock on the door rousing him from his half asleep state on the bed. For half a second he was suspicious, wondering who would want to see him, but in the end his curiosity got the better of him. Rubbing the sleep from his eyes he got up and answered the door. When he saw Andy standing there, not just standing there but with flowers, his whole expression lit up. “Well, hello to you too,” he grinned, taking the flowers and gesturing for him to come inside. “I’m good, a bit surprised but good. You’re a pleasant surprise at least.”

         Stepping inside, Andy smiled from ear to ear. “I woulda called, but Murray’s phone line got cut the other day and he ain’t got it fixed yet. I know I been workin’ a lot lately and I’m sorry... gotta pay the bills somehow, y’know?” he said with a sad smile now sketched on his lips. “Missed you,” he added, eyes searching Sam’s.

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@billionaireboy

Andy’s eyes slowly opened, adjusting to the light was almost painful. He groaned involuntarily and tried to figure out where he was and what the hell happened. Looking around the... playroom???  he decided that he had NO clue where he was and suddenly, vague images of a handsome man filled his mind. He was fairly certain he’d been drugged with something... or maybe hit in the back of the head. 

Raising a hand, he checked to find dried blood there. He grunted in pain when he hit the spot with his fingers and he tried to sit up. He was still fully clothed, which was strange in his line of work, honestly. He REALLY could use a cigarette right about now, but his jacket was nowhere to be found. He cleared his throat, but his voice was still raspy from hours of unuse, “Hello?”