little bit of whiskey smoke;

mumu for turtle bay rpg. penned by admin aj

[ofwildxhearts]

Hello and welcome to my blog, right here is all of my muses! This is a closed rping blog for the ground @turtlebay-rpg. Written by Admin AJ, do not interact if you are not apart of the rpg.

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[livelovecaliforniadreams]

[ofwildxhearts]

@rip0penscars & @oceangraces

[acecroft]

Dean Winchester in SUPERNATURAL 6.02

[pmanxiety]

A lot had been going on with Skylar since he came to Turtle Bay and his mental health was seeming to get better and better as time progressed. He had learned some healthy habits throughout his time in therapy and he was still attending the outpatient services of his therapy and it was working quite well. "Oh so you are used to the extreme kind of heat when you talk about Vegas. I heard it's very dry kind of heat there but I have never been there. I'd like to go but I don't know if I'll ever have that opportunity and I would be okay with that." He replied. "I do enjoy some hot tea regardless of the weather outside." Skylar said while looking at him and smirking. It was a nice feeling to be in a positive head space. "That's awesome that you still go to meetings because even though it's been years you can still need them."

[ofwildxhearts]

Nodding his head a little bit now. "It is a dry heat. Not the best or that fun but you should still go especially if you get the chance. Maybe I can talk to my old lady and get you a free stay for a few nights at her hotel. She owns a chain of hotels." He explained, he was in fact proud of his partner and always would be. "So if you ever get the chance, let me know and I'm sure I can make it possible for you to have somewhere to stay." Honestly he didn't mind doing this. "I don't blame you." He chuckled lightly. "It's like coffee, it's good in any weather." It was nice to see the young man in a good headspace. "Yes, unfortunately we will always need the meetings. Because as much as I hate to say this without them and sponsor you could slip up. I have slipped up over the years.." He admitted.

[thestormsxmelodies]

Jasper knew how his last relationship had ended. He had gotten hurt and he never believed that he would be someone boyfriend again. He truly cared for Tristan, he loved seeing the male smile and the male made him smile. For once in his life he could be himself, Tristan could let him let go some of the weight he had been carrying for so long. His face red from the kisses. He hid his face on Tristan's shoulders for a moment before looking at him. "I trust you my handsome Chefy. I can now officially say my chefy," he teased with a grin on his face.

"You are one great kisser. I was thinking we should celebrate? After we see if I won or not in the contest. Even if I did win I think out relationship title is cause to celebrate too." he spoke still blushing and red.

[ofwildxhearts]

Tristan truly cared about Jasper and wasn't planning on hurting him ever. The thought of having another serious relationship scared him until Jasper happened. He loved seeing his boyfriend smile and blush. There was something about making him blush and smile that Tristan felt like he could do for the rest of time. Whenever he was with the other male, he wasn't Tristan Miller. He was just Tristan and he was able to be himself and not worry about the shit between the Millers and Sanders. "Good because I trust you also, my sea man. I am your Chefy." He teased with his own grin on his lips now.

"So are you. We should celebrate regardless of winning or not. Because you are right. Being official and all is worth the celebration." Noticing the blush, Tristan couldn't help but smile. "Come on, let's go and see if you won."

[ruiinedheiirs]

jackson smiled softly when he saw her , the kind of smile that only mariyana seemed to bring out of him . for a moment , the weight of his last name , his family ------ every responsibility waiting for him disappeared . ❝ you know , one day you're going to have to stop apologizing for showing up late , just admit you like keeping me waiting . ❞ he teased lightly , but the warmth in his eyes gave away how much he had missed her . as she kissed him , he held onto her a little longer than he should have , like he was trying to memorize the feeling . ❝ you know you're not a secret to me , right ? ❞ he whispered , his voice softer . ❝ not you , not her . never . ❞ he brushed his thumb against her hand , his expression turning more serious . ❝ sometimes i think about just leaving . taking you both somewhere no one knows our names , no one cares about the hennessy legacy -------- i can just be jackson . ❞ he paused , knowing reality always found a way back . ❝ but until then . . . i'll take every moment i get with you &. i promise , i'll make every single one count . ❞

[ofwildxhearts]

"I might like keeping you waiting just a little bit." Mari teased lightly with a small chuckle. "But not usually." She pointed out. Listening to him after the kiss ended, she leaned her forehead against him for a moment. "I know, I just want to say screw it, screw your last name and just be us. Out and consequences be damned because we can take it this time. We are stronger together." She told him. "We shouldn't have to leave somewhere we love living and besides my sister is here and she is still trying her best to recover from what happened. I can't just leave her, Jax." Looking at him now. "Every single moment can be ours." She whispered. "Just be with me.."

[hercreativeflow]

Isabella was taking a picture of the water along with the clouds as she was walking the boardwalk. She was in her own little world thinking about the last couple months from new clients to new friends and everything that came along with moving to a new area. "Actually you are fine I was in my own little bubble taking a few pictures. You okay?"

[ofwildxhearts]

Jeff nodded his head a little bit after listening to her. "Sometimes there is nothing wrong about being in your own bubble." Which was true. He did like his own little bubble at times. His biological family didn't talk about his parents much. Sure, he could probably look up his biological but he didn't want to know especially if it was sad news. But then again maybe he just needed to know. "Are you photographer?" He questioned, raising a brow slightly. "Yeah, just up in my head about some stuff. But I'll be fine. I could totally use the distraction though."

[ruiinedheiirs]

pedro pablo let out a low laugh , leaning back against the bar as he looked over at walker with an amused expression . ❝ careful , you say things like that &. people might start thinking you don't enjoy my charm . ❞ he teased , lifting his glass before taking a sip . but at the mention of information , his attention shifted , the playful edge remaining but his curiosity sharpening . he knew loyalty when he saw it ------ in his world , that was something rarer than money . ❝ now that's interesting . ❞ he glanced at him , a smirk pulling at the corner of his mouth . ❝ i already told you , walker . . . i don't forget people who prove they can be trusted . loyalty isn't something you can buy ----- it's not something you find every day . ❞ he tilted his head slightly , watching him carefully . ❝ so tell me . . . what kind of information makes you interrupt a perfectly good drink ? ❞

[ofwildxhearts]

Walker chuckled lightly, shaking his head a little bit. "I don't know about that. Not unless you are hitting on me right now, Pedro." He joked lightly, looking over at him. Even if that was the case, Walker wouldn't mind it. Even if he didn't work for the Jaramillo's he was still loyal. It was better that way. "I know and I respect it also. So I do get it and understand it. But my answer to become a bodyguard is still no. I like my little boxing establishment and underground boxing club." He pointed out, lifting his glass to his lips and taking a sip before setting it back down. "Word of mouth is Cormac O'Malley, the Irish Syndicate boss that has been in town since it was founded is coming back into town. He has been in Ireland now for a bit. My suggestion is set up a meeting once he is in town. This way he doesn't view you guys as threat or anything."

[ruiinedheiirs]

kemal glanced over at christopher , a small --------- almost amused smile tugging at his lips as he shook his head . ❝ i know , it's not exactly the kind of life most people would choose for themselves . ❞ he admitted , his fingers resting against the railing as he looked out ahead . ❝ but with my family , there was never really a choice . there was always an expectation , a responsibility , a name to protect . ❞ he paused before looking back at him . ❝ dilara turan . ❞ he answered , letting the name settle between them . ❝ before you ask ------- no i didn't exactly celebrate when i found out . ❞ a quiet laugh escaped him . ❝ but she's not what i expected her to be &. that has made things . . . complicated. ❞

[ofwildxhearts]

Christopher shook his head a little bit. "No, it is not but then again it is your life and whatever you choose to do with it that is on you." He pointed out, looking in front of them now as he leaned against the railing. "Trust me I get that. Try being one of the first families here, the pressure alone can be a killer at times." He admitted with a small sigh now. Looking back towards his friend, hearing the name. "Well she is very beautiful." He commented. "I don't blame you. Well at least she didn't turn out how you expected and sometimes complicated can be a good thing especially if you guys are figuring everything out together." He pointed out.

[ruiinedheiirs]

pedro pablo let out a low chuckle despite the blood , shaking his head as he looked at juan with that familiar amusement that had always been there between them . ❝ you know , most people would start with a hello after disappearing for years . ❞ he teased , though there was no real anger behind it . his eyes briefly dropped to the injury before returning to him . ❝ but i suppose telling me to get myself checked out is your way of saying you missed me . ❞ he paused , studying him carefully . ❝ before you think i'm going to give you some speech about coming back . . . i'm not ❞ a faint smirk crossed his lips . ❝ santi &. mafe might still be waiting for the day you walk through those doors again, and i know mafe hasn't exactly been subtle about it , but that's her battle . ❞ he shrugged slightly . ❝ i never asked you to return , juan . i never understood why you chose to leave , but i respected that it was your choice . ❞ his expression softened just a little . ❝ doesn't mean i won't tell you when you're being stubborn ------- standing here worrying about me instead of admitting you actually care . ❞

[ofwildxhearts]

"You want to know why I left? All of this shit, Pedro." Shaking his head a little bit. "Good because I'm not getting back into it. My mother was killed and so was one of my brothers. So yeah, I did the only thing that I could think of to get out especially after that and being approached by Anti-Narcotics Directorate and the police. I would much rather fake my death along with the rest of my siblings than turn into a snitch bitch or watch another person that I loved get taken out by a rival again." There was a small sigh that escaped his lips as he looked over at his former friend. "Yeah, well you were my friend actually probably my best friend but that is besides the point. It's hard to not worry."

[oceangraces]

Daisy felt her smile soften before she could stop it. Her fingers traced absent circles against the side of her glass as she listened, the familiar cadence of his voice settling somewhere warm in her chest. There had been years where she told herself she'd gotten used to life without him. Years where she learned how to stand on her own, make decisions on her own, carry things on her own. And yet standing here now felt entirely too natural.

"If I'm staying past closing time, I might as well get something stronger. And then you can walk me home because none will be good to drive." The tease came easily, worn smooth by decades of shared history. It lingered between them for a moment before Jackson's confession settled heavily in its place. I will always need you, Daisy. Always. For a moment she simply looked at him. The man she'd built a life with. The man who had helped raise their children. The man who somehow remained woven through every chapter of her life despite what a judge's signature and a stack of paperwork claimed. Because that was the strange thing about divorce. It could untangle a marriage. It couldn't always untangle a love.

Her gaze dropped briefly, not out of discomfort but because holding his eyes felt dangerous all of a sudden. Then, before the moment could become too heavy, Daisy reached for the inventory clipboard sitting nearby and slid it toward herself. "Come on." A quiet breath escaped her. "We've got inventory to count." Her shoulder brushed his as she stepped around him toward the office. A faint smile touched her lips. "And if we're lucky, maybe you'll only complain about it half the night."

[ofwildxhearts]

Jackson nodded his head a little bit. "Walking you home sounds like a good idea." Reaching for the good bottle of whiskey, he poured them both a glass. The divorce papers were just that. Papers. No matter what they said and what the judged signed, he would always love her. He would always be there for her and would always need her. Nothing could ever change how Jackson actually felt for her and still did to this day. Nodding his head a little bit. "Yes, yes we do. Let's get to it then." There was a small chuckle that left his lips now. "Yeah, yeah might just start now." He teased lightly, moving into the office with her.

[thestormsxmelodies]

"You and me both, and you are still a fine gift to the world," he winked with a chuckle and smile on his face. One could say that the Kingsley were all very similar, charming, sweet and very flirty. Something that ran in their genes. Ronan was very excited to his good friend, he wondered what they were up to. Catching up with people was always a gift. "Thanks, I think I will keep it and I mean it. They do really good on you. Still surprised that you are single." he teased.

[ofwildxhearts]

"And you sir are age like a fine wine." Morgan pointed out, the flirting was something that he could deal with. Plus they were friends and he was thankful for that one. He liked playing catch up with the other male. "I don't know how long that will be." He commented, looking over at Ronan. "Selin Donavon, she's one of my little brothers friends and I've always a soft spot for her and she seems to be interested. But what about you? We need to get you into the dating scene."

[rip0penscars]

"When he found out I was pregnant, he ran as fast as he could - said he never wanted to be a father and that it wasn't the life for him.... so I was left with a baby to raise on my own. Honestly, don't think I'd change it for the world. Was it hard? Yes, very much so. But did I love her and love every minute of being able to be the one that gave life to her? Hell, yes!" Siobhan loved her daughter more than anything in the world and she always would. "Thank you. Really." She said softly. "I am so proud of the woman she's become, and the person that she is. She's my pride and joy and I hope she knows it."

A small smile crossed her lips again. "You are amazing. I've known that since the day I met you." Which wasn't wrong; she'd known the first day that Sharon was going to be someone she wanted to be friends with. Just with their conversations, the way she talked to her was inviting and warm. Like they'd been friends before, even though they'd never met before that first day. Even now, she still treated Siobhan like they'd known each other forever and Siobhan loved that.

"Oh, I'm not saying I won't be jealous from time to time. It's hard not to be. But I will always do my best to adapt to it and get around it. I can handle a lot." she said softly. "And for you, I'd handle whatever I have to." It was whispered - that last little bit. Almost hoping she didn't hear it.

Siobhan pressed a kiss to her forehead, smiling at her. "I promise that when I do tell you, I will make it count. I'm not making you wait because I want to be cruel, trust me on that, alright?" she asked, looking into her eyes once more. "I know that they will accept it, because we are their parents. The boys love you more than life itself, and Robin is one of the most understanding people I've ever known. How? I'm not sure, but she is."

[ofwildxhearts]

Sharon listened to her speak about Robin and she couldn't help but smile. "I feel the same about my boys. After their father passed away, they became everything and so much more. I do feel bad that Paxton had to become the man of the house right away. But I never once forced that on him. He wanted to do it." Which was true. "I love every minute with my boys. I love them more than my own life. They are everything so much more to me."

"I think you are the amazing one." Sharon pointed out, looking over at her. "I've known that since we met as well." She admitted. "I am really glad that we became friends and became business partners and not just because of all this. You are someone that I don't ever want to lose, Siobhan." Honestly she would always treat the other woman like that because she didn't want to lose her and she was in fact special to her. There was no question about that at all.

"I don't doubt that you can handle a lot." Sharon pointed out because she had a feeling that she could handle anything. "But that doesn't mean you should especially if this isn't something you are used to." It wasn't like she was trying to convince Siobhan not to do this because that wasn't the case at all. Hearing the last part, Sharon reached out and squeezed her hand gently. "I just want to make sure you know what you are getting into here."

Sharon nodded her head a little bit. "I know you aren't and I would never pressure you either." She pointed out. Looking back into her eyes now. "I do hope you are right about that." She sighed a little bit, standing up now. Moving over to her, she leaned down and kissed her back gently. "I should get going for now."

[oceangraces]

Nestore followed a step behind, letting Erik weave through the crowd with the ease of someone who belonged there. As the office door closed behind them, the music dulled into little more than a distant pulse. The silence settled almost immediately. Nestore hadn't realized how much he'd been unconsciously listening to the crowd until it was gone. His shoulders eased a fraction. A slow breath left him as his eyes wandered around the room—not intrusive, simply taking it in. It wasn't extravagant. It felt lived in. Functional. Comfortable.

"You've made quite a contrast out there." He nodded vaguely toward the wall separating them from the dance floor. The corner of his mouth lifted. "But I guess it helps with doing papers." At the offer of a drink, he considered it for only a moment before giving a small nod. "Water's fine." It had always been his habit. If he wanted a drink, he'd have one where everyone else was. If someone offered him one in a quieter moment, he usually reached for water instead. "So," the words hung there for a moment as his expression softened with genuine curiosity. "How often do you invite people into your office?"

[ofwildxhearts]

The office was simple and comfortable. Just the way that Erik liked things. There were very few people that had actually been inside of his office. Plus his office was basically away from all the noise on the dance floor, he loved the noise at times but sometimes he would just come in here and enjoy the quiet. It also was his thinking place whenever he was at and not to mention the perfect spot for paperwork.

There was a small chuckle that left Erik's lips. "Yeah, well that was the plan and continues to be so." Nodding his head a little bit. "It does completely actually." Moving over to the mini bar, he grabbed two waters and returned to the other male. Handing the water bottle over to him. Hearing his question, he raised a brow slightly. "Not that many actually. Just a few people that I consider friends and of course some employees that need the time away." He explained. "Feel free to sit anywhere."

[ruiinedheiirs]

𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 ╱ 𝑜𝓅𝑒𝓃 𝓉𝑜 𝒶𝓁𝓁 . . . .

the old warehouse sat quiet on the edge of turtle bay , the kind of place nobody asked questions about &. pedro pablo preferred it that way . he stood beneath the flickering light , wiping blood from his knuckles with a handkerchief when he heard footsteps approaching . a crooked smile pulled at his lips as he glanced over his shoulder . ❝ you're either very brave or very stupid for coming out here alone . ❞ he folded the cloth neatly , his gaze turning sharp . ❝ lucky for you . . . i haven't decided which one yet . ❞

[ofwildxhearts]

Sam had been out, just taking a walk when he noticed the blood. Following the trail now, that was when he came to the old warehouse. Moving inside now, he heard the man and held up his hands. "I don't mean any trouble at all. I'm a doctor and I saw the blood." He explained, really not wanting any trouble. "Just looking to see if you need some help or something." He offered.

[hercreativeflow]

"If you must know I can call them and ask. But seriously I was in my Jackson Pollock phase and limited the number of splotches that I did. And to answer your question I was in a I hate men music listening phase when I painted it." Savannah answered honestly about one of the few paintings she herself painted that were in the gallery. "Does that answer help?"

[ofwildxhearts]

Listening to her, he glanced over at the brunette for a moment. "So this is your work then?" He questioned, raising a brow slightly. "It does help answer my questions." Giving her a small smile now. "I'm not sure I want the 'I hate men' phase though. But I think I can say that there might be a chance that I can be bought into the purchase and probably gift it to my sister."

[rip0penscars]

Alyza was glad to have her daughter working with her. That was a given, she also knew that Lyra was happy that school was out. Though Alyza loved knowing about her daughter's life, loved asking how she was doing in school. Honestly she just liked knowing what was going on in her girls' lives, in general. She didn't want to be a mother that wasn't involved or that her kids didn't want to talk to. Looking up from her desk when Lyra popped in, she smiled at her and took the clip board. "Thank you, kiddo." She said before setting the clipboard down on her desk as she looked up at her again. "I'm sure we can make that happen. Just let me know when you want to work and I can put you on the schedule."

[ofwildxhearts]

Lyra wasn't sure how her mother felt about her dropping out of college. But currently she felt like that was the best path for herself at least at the moment it was. "Anytime." She smiled over at her, looking back towards her mother. "All week. Well at least five days out of the week. I've got nothing but time now." She pointed out. "Heck, I might even be aiming for manager some day." She chuckled a little bit.