#apt30mess

[whileurmine]

@apt30mess liked this for my characters speed running ruining their own lives.

"Not now, Piper." Luis didn't even turn to look at her, didn't even let her speak, stuck washing his face by the sink. "Just leave me the fuck alone today, alright? I can't fucking deal with you right now."

[whileurmine]

@apt30mess liked this for a lyric starter or two.

"Look, I don't wanna fight you. I said that I liked you, but I was wrong. I bought it, don't want it, now I'm returning that shit."

[loveshard]

continued from blake's open starter (@apt30mess)

Any normal person might have tried the neighbor excuse, brandished a script about stray packages or a busted water main, but those were the tactics of men who needed permission to exist. Blake just smiled, both hands visible, the kind of smile meant to soothe. He was overdressed, too tailored for loitering in the neighborhood. He recalculated silently. The truth would only make things froth up. His back pressed further against the siding; his chin cocked up, and his posture remained loose. "I was curious about your wind chimes," he said, nodding to a tangle of metal hung to his left. He'd noticed the chimes on his first lap past the porch. They were nothing special. "I like the sound," he said, flatly, as if those words contained the correct answer to why she'd caught him on her property.

[thearcherbrothersx]

Closed starter for @apt30mess / Muse: Marcus Archer

"Shouldn't you be busy with your boyfriend?" His words were mocking the slightly inebriated woman before him as he handed her another cocktail from the bartender at his back. He leaned back against the bar, one eyebrow quirked in expectation, cocky smile on his lips. Truth be told, Marcus figured Declan had probably more or less ignored her all night, much like he'd neglected her for the last couple of weeks in general. It was his M.O. After all, he'd been busy attending to business and to that - like a lot of other things in his brother's life - she'd always come second. Even if that fact was only just now starting to dawn on her.

[hiddcnhorizcns]

@apt30mess from here

he hadn’t heard from her in months—years, maybe—but there was no question that he’d show up. not for her. not with the history between them. when she practically fell into his arms, her warmth pressing close, noah’s hand instinctively came up to steady her. his grip was firm, grounding. he wasn’t a man who indulged in comfort, in old memories, or in picking up pieces left in the past. but somehow, tonight was different. he allowed himself a beat, just a moment, as she mumbled her way through saying she missed him, her face close to his, her familiar scent mingling with the night air. “you’re out here, drunk, calling me at god knows what hour, just to say you missed me?” he asked, a smirk ghosting over his lips, though his gaze was intense, like he was searching for something more than the words she was spilling out. “funny, you said it’d be better if we didn’t do this again.”

yet he didn’t pull away, his grip on her arms gentle, fingers tracing over the same skin he used to know so well. she was supposed to have been one more broken thing in his past. but now, she was here, tangled in the chaos of her drunken courage. his voice dropped low, barely a whisper above the sound of the street. “what are you doing, love?”

[ofginjxints]

@apt30mess ctd from (x)

Tristan simply had to overcome his personal hurdle of Matt and Sofya's previous relationship. They had called it quits, for all intents and purposes there was nothing between them anymore and Tristan could finally be with her like he'd always wanted. Long arms wrapped around Sofya in an affectionate embrace. "You're so beautiful..." He uttered as they kissed softly, he didn't know if he could quite get enough of kissing her.

[whileurmine]

@apt30mess

viktor sat down by her side, letting a small sigh. he was quiet at first. quiet and tired and calm. "do you smoke?" pulling a pack out of his back pocket and offering a cigarette to her. it wasn`t much, all things considered. he had heard the fight was pretty bad. but it was all he could do in that moment. "i got chocolate too, and a dog, if any of it helps."

[whileurmine]

@apt30mess

"Baby, baby, baby, Piper." He held her arm, pulling her to him, almost forcing her to turn around really. Blood still splattered across his clothes, a single drop on his chin. "Slow down, okay? Just, just slow down, just—" Luis hadn't meant for her to see anything. In fact, he would much prefer if she never saw anything at all, if those two parts of his life remained strictly separated. But above all, he hadn't meant to scare her. Never. Not with that. Not with anything else. All Luis ever wanted was for her to be safe. "Just breathe, okay? You are okay."