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xlainebx‌:

“Welcome to my entire existence - weird, but cool.” Laine was surprisingly (or not) chill about the whole thing. It was a fairly normal practice, the foot insurance thing, at least in the dance world, so he was nonchalant about it. Besides, it was good conversation, as evidenced by Maddox’s interest and even his laughter. And apparently it was enough to lead them to dick down territory, so that was an added bonus.

“I mean, I’m not opposed. Usually I’m the one in that particular position, but I’ve always enjoyed switching things up from time to time. And you’re beyond cute. You’d look good in my bed.” He took a single sip of his drink, winking at Maddox for full effect.

Maddox didn't really feel like he was one of the guys who generally went out and picked up people, or one that got picked up. He was such a isolated person generally that this whole thing felt like he was living someone else's life. A good one, but someone else's life altogether.

He pursed his lips, trying not to look too anticipatory, because a part of him was sure all of this would disappear at a moment's notice. Maddox usually wasn't quite this lucky. He bit lightly at his lower lip, eyeing Laine for a moment before trying to speak again. "I'm not either, if it comes down to that. As long as dicking is involved in some measure, its a pretty good bet that I'm going to be into it." He licked his lips. "I'm really not doing that much for the rest of the day. Just...FYI."

#c: laine

itsxtris‌:

That was precisely the reaction Tris had aimed for - the dropping the phone in the boiling water thing, not the better selfies later thing - though he wasn’t opposed to the latter. He looked forward to seeing him in real life, as evidenced by his excited half-naked selfies to begin with, so Tris finished getting ready in record time and headed out for Maddox’s.

He didn’t skimp out on the flowers and chocolate thing; he was a sappy romantic in that way. He hoped Maddox wasn’t picky or allergic, but he opted for a winter bouquet full of dark crimsons and oranges, and some basic chocolate and a bag of gummies that he made sure were gelatin-free, because as it turned out, gelatin wasn’t vegan.

He knocked at the door once he pulled up, hoping it was the right place. He’d dressed to the nines while still being casual, jeans and a button down that complimented his eyes and complexion.

Maddox wasn't sure exactly when Tris would get there, so while things were simmering he ran around and tried to make the small dining table look a little more homey, setting out his mismatched plates and silverware and lighting the candles. He frowned at the table for a moment and then adjusted things again, hoping it was a little more aesthetically pleasing before he heard the knock on the door. "Shit," Maddox said, rushing over to pull off his apron and turn off the burners, before washing his hands quickly and rushing over to the door.

He smiled brightly when he saw Tris there, feeling a slight uptick in the rate of his heart. "Hey," he said, his voice just slightly breathless. "Oh, come in," he said and then saw the flowers that Tris was holding, and let out a slightly startled laugh. "Wow, flowers? That's....no one has ever brought me flowers before."

Maddox really hoped he wasn’t blushing as he turned, standing aside to give Tris room to come into the apartment. “But, uh, make yourself at home, I’m almost done in the kitchen. Do you want a drink?”

#c: tris

itsxtris‌:

Tris had just wrangled all of the (four) dogs he was training into their area in the house, detail cleaned the last of his apartment and hopped in the shower. His muscles and bones thanked him immensely for the break, and he sang loudly because, even if it was terrible, he couldn’t hear anyone in the neighborhood complaining. He grabbed the towel and looped it around his waist, reaching for his phone and taking a couple of selfies with the mirror steamy and his hair all mussed, then attaching them to a text to Maddox.

Hopefully it was the right number, or someone was going to be in for a pleasant surprise.

“Dinner date? Yours or mine?” He sent, grinning goofily for the last picture and hitting send.

@maddox-farmer

Maddox was a pretty okay cook most of the time, or so he liked to think, but he'd never tried asking someone over for a first date that he had to cook for. Which made him even more anxious about the recipes he'd picked out and he'd already had to go back to the store twice, since his frazzled mind had forgotten things. It was finally starting to feel under control, at least mildly, when he got the texts from Tris.

He nearly dropped his phone into the pot he was working over when he saw the photos, since he was pretty sure he hadn't rated sexy selfies yet, even if these weren't full bodied. "Mine," he texted back and then followed it with the address. "If you don't mind, I'm in the swing of cooking right now." He took a incredibly less sexy selfie of himself to send back, showcasing the apron he was wearing and brandishing a spoon. "Better selfies later, unless cook chic turns you on."

#c: tris

txeminjfc‌:

Taemin couldn’t help but giggle, nodding his head in response to the boy. “Casual dating is fun too, you know a date here and there. However when I’m trying to make plans for my preschool kids and working five days a week- It’s not exactly ideal. Most people see sleeping around as this faux pa or social stigma. Oh you’re sleeping around therefore you must be not boyfriend material. Contrarily, I just don’t have the time nor energy.”

Maddox hummed softly under his breath. "No I don't have the energy either. I don't have as good an excuse though, I'm mostly being a hermit and working in my studio at home all day. But I don't think it's wrong that work is slightly more important than...true love, big relationships, whatever you want to call it right now. We're still young, I think we have the right to sleep around a little longer," he said with a soft laugh.

#c: taemin

xlainebx‌:

“Oh, I’m very much telling the truth. Back when I started dancing with a traveling company full time - as a preteen, at that - my parents took out policies for both feet. Obviously I had to redo them when I aged out, but yeah. They’ve been pretty consistently insured since I was 12.” He grinned almost neurotically at that little secret, one he didn’t tell to people - and certainly not newfound friends - often.

“I’m always down for a challenge,” he concluded, giving Maddox a once-over, then doing the same to himself. “Though I’m gonna assume you’d be the one getting dicked down.” What that meant, precisely, he left up to creative interpretation.

Maddox found himself weirdly impressed by the whole thing, pursing his lips and nodding a little, a small smile starting to grow on his face. "That's honestly kind of cool. Weird, but cool." He licked his lips and took another sinfully good bite of his scone, wondering for a moment if he'd overplayed his hand or something, but then Laine was responding and he tried not to take too big of a sigh of relief.

"I have a history of enjoying being dicked down, so you won't find many complaints from me," he replied, trying to hide exactly how widely he wanted to smile and ending up being completely unsuccessful at it.

#c: laine

txeminjfc‌:

“ My mom is going to kill me for talking about sleeping with people. But I don’t want to put myself in the position where I’m in a monogamous relationship right now. I’m not dating just one person. Sex and the City changed everything for me because those girls would sleep with so many people. At this moment, I don’t have time to settle down. It’s much more fun to explore each other and learn what makes the other tick. Do you not agree?“

Maddox nodded and lifted his shoulder in half of a shrug. "Yeah, I never really got the whole big deal about jumping right into a monogamous relationship. If it happens, cool, but why not have a little fun while we're still young, you know? As long as everyone's being safe about it, I really don't see the big deal." He smirked. "But I get you. I am way too busy to settle down. All I have time for is casual dating, if I really want to get my career going the way I want to."

Maddox used the massive paycheck from his first video game soundtrack to purchase an industrial loft over a now-defunct printing business. He’s turned half it into an eclectic living space, and the other half into a music studio to keep working from home. He tends towards the messy, though he tends to hate mess and will hate clean from floor to ceiling from time to time.

#wwtask #task003

jemstjmz‌:

“We just opened up to the public about two weeks ago, so it’s chill.” Jem chuckled, looking over their guest. “Feel free to take a look around, make yourself comfortable, grab some refreshments, and even play some if you’d like. I’ll turn down the music in the back if you want to do that.” They added the last part at noticing the guitar. Looking down at their pants, Jem had to laugh. “it’s an occupational hazard, I’m afraid. I can’t tell you how many clothing items have been turned into my own accidental creations because I wasn’t careful where my materials landed. Jem St.James. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

"Really?" Maddox found himself asking, surprise evident on his face. He really didn't expect to be invited to play. Most people tried to shoo him away from their business, not the other way around. "You wouldn't mind me just hanging out and playing a few things?" He swung the guitar down off his shoulder, a smile growing on his face. "That's really cool of you." He smiled. "Maddox. Farmer. Not nearly as cool sounding. It's nice to meet you. So how long have you been in town? I'm still fairly new myself, figuring out how to fit in, all that fun stuff." He wrinkled his nose. “If you can really call it fun. More like resisting the urge to become a hermit.”

#c: jem

itsxtris‌:

“Especially when it’s vegetarian food,” Tris teased, all grins though. Truth be told, even though he was about the pickiest eater ever, he was looking forward to trying whatever Maddox had in store for him. The food didn’t sound bad, either.

“What? I can’t hear you,” he joked, when Maddox brought up the fact that - for all intents and purposes - this was a proposed date. He laughed again and nodded. “Yeah, I picked up on that a little. I’m glad you clarified though, because otherwise, there would only be clothed flopping, and that’s not as fun.” He paused, tipping his head to one side. “I like you too. Let’s do this.”

Maddox almost gave Tris a look of panic when he said he couldn't hear him, and then burst out laughing, shaking his head. "I mean, if you want me to spell it out for you, I can, but it's going to take me awhile, and you're probably going to laugh at me. I'm pretty sure my sign language is bad enough that it's basically Spanglish. The sign language equivalent." Maddox honestly couldn't remember the last time he legitimately asked someone out on a date, and it felt good. Like he was finally making some kind of progress here into being a more well adjusted human. And Tris was just cute and funny and all the kinds of things that Maddox needed more of in his life. "Yeah, I much prefer my flopping to be naked." He smiled and thought about it for a second before reaching over and putting his hand over Tris's and giving it a small squeeze. "I'm so pushing up against a deadline here for a new jingle or I'd stay here and bother you more, but maybe it's good that I have to leave now. So there's a fun air of mystery in the air still when we have an official date."

#c: tris

xlainebx‌:

“Well, I always said if and when I had a kid, it was going to suffer as much as I did when I was a kid. So private tutoring and dance lessons it is.” He grinned, “Joke’s on them. My feet are insured, so when I get old, we’ll be rolling in the dough and won’t even have to work.”

The moan was involuntary - despite being exceptionally dedicated to a diet 90% of the time, Laine was a sucker for carbs. Make those carbs especially tasty and, well, moaning. “Peeking into the future, he says,” Laine smirked. “You’re a confident little shit. I like it. The scones are good here, what can i say?”

Maddox couldn't completely hide a rueful smile at that and shook his head. "Yeah, that sounds like some pretty intense suffering. But it's what needs to be done. We'll have an army of successful dancers if it kills us," he said, smirking over the edge of his coffee. He lifted an eyebrow a moment later. "I can't even tell if you're joking or not. I mean, I've heard of people insuring body parts before, but how does that even work?"

He didn't mean to, but he felt the starting of flush on his cheeks when Laine called him confident and he lifted his shoulders in a bit of a shrug, trying to play it off. "You mean we're building this whole life, planning on ruining our children for our benefit, and you aren't even intending to have sex with me? No wonder I'm having an affair with the nanny."

#c: laine

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#task002 #wwtask

mavcrick‌:

“Ugh, I feel like all I do at this point is go to sleep, go to work, and, like, maybe do an open mic every now and then. I’m twenty-two and I’m wasting my life away.” Not that that meant much. Ricky didn’t even know what he wanted out of life. But he still felt he was well within his rights to complain. “I mean, at my age, my mom was in school with a plan, my dad had a career starting, and their partner…actually, I think they were in the same boat as me. But, regardless. Two out of the three knew what the hell they were doing. God, I wish that were me.”

Maddox laughed a little and rolled his eyes. "Dude no, there's no way you're wasting your life at twenty-two. I think you have to be at least forty before you can say you've wasted anything," he said and chuckled softly. "Shit, school doesn't mean anything, you know that, right? I mean I went, but I don't know how much it really did for me." Maddox shrugged. "What matters is what you really want to do. And if you haven't figured that out yet, that totally fine." He shrugged. "Anyway, open mics are a great way to start. I know that's how I did. But what do you do? Music, stand up, performance art?"

#c: maverick

ofmannynvs‌:

“Can my new year’s resolution be to finally adopt a dog or two? Every other year they end up being eat, and just that because all food is a big mood to me. God, I sound like such a millenial.”

"I just adopted a dog not too long ago, and I have to tell you, best decision of my life. He rules my entire world, but I love him. He's definitely a big mood if there ever was one." Maddox chuckled. "But yeah, totally get a dog. Then you don't really have to go outside or talk to people, you have a constant friend, no matter what."

#c: manny

jemstjmz‌:

It had been a few months since the studio was fully to their liking and to where they were even comfortable taking walk in clients as well as appointments. Jem had been in the back working on a sample and was the only one there when the door chime alerted someone’s presence. They’d have to remind themselves to hire a receptionist in the near future. Sequins adorned their pants, held on by stray bits of fabric glue. They nervously smiled at the stranger when they finally reached the front. “Hi! Welcome to the St.Jmz studio. What can I do for you?”

Maddox had his own music studio at home, of course, state of the art courtesy of his first big paycheck, but every once and awhile he liked to take his guitar out on the road and just play out on the streets, really try and get some new kind of muse from the outside world. He had his guitar slung across his back and was moving through the streets, looking around for a good place to play when he noticed a building with an open door that he hadn't really noticed before. He turned a corner and had to poke his head in, smiling as he looked around. "Hey," he said with a bit of a wave and a muted smile. "I don't know if you can, I just realized I never noticed this place before. Thought I'd drop in. Nice sequins, very flash," he said, nodding to the proprietor's pants.

#c: jem

xlainebx‌:

"That’s oddly specific,” Laine said of Maddox’s crazy fascination with scones, completely missing the irony in his words as he spoke about a hypothetical future with a near stranger. Still, their easy banter back and forth amused him, and it was just that - easy.

“I was gonna say eight too, but then I considered the fact that I’ll probably have to put the dancer into private tutoring and who on Earth has the time for that?” Laine tutted, taking a bite out of his own scone and moaning. “Yeah, this is worth eight children and lettin’ you rub my feet and have an affair with a trollop. Good call.” He winked.

"Well, I mean, we are planning out our entire life together, might as well has the details out right now. Just so there aren't any surprises," Maddox said and took another bite out of his scone, a bright look in his eyes.

"God, private school and tutoring? We're really going for parents of the century there," he said. "They better plan on taking care of us when we're old, cause we won't have shit for retirement with all we'll be shelling out for them," he said before Laine moaned around his scone, which shocked Maddox out of the moment a little, his eyes widening in interest. "I thought I'd have to do more than that to get a moan like that out of you," he said. "But its like peeking into the future," he said and grinned.

#c: laine

itsxtris‌:

"I’m in it for the pizza and naked flopping alone,” Tris warned him, though he was desperate for a social outlet and someone to hang out with who had a sense of humor. Some of his hearing friends got… Weird when he made jokes about his hearing loss, but that was okay because he couldn’t hear them talk about it anyway.

“Right, obviously premature naked flopping is dangerous. We have to exchange niceties first. Last names, for starters, and emergency contacts.”

"Good to know I'm inviting over a man with good taste," he said with a smirk. "Naked flopping is what it's all about, the food part is just secondary." For the most part Maddox had kept to himself since he moved here, just trying to keep his head above water, and hadn't been really trying to meet people at all. It was kind of surprising to meet someone that he wanted to hang out with just randomly in a pizza parlor somewhere.

"Right exactly, see you get it. Some people want to jump right to the nakedness, but you have to make sure you cover all your bases first," he said and smirked. "So...I don't know if I..am like, jumping ahead or anything, but you do get that this is a date right? Like, I think you're cool, lets get to know each other better kinda thing? All kidding aside."

#c: tris

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