#bcstmistake

[cocained]

@bcstmistake​

rarely did travis find himself in any other strip club than his own, but sometimes it was necessary to see what the competition was doing and he didn’t mind seeing some other girls perform for a change. a few dancers had caught his eyes tonight, a gorgeous brunette in particular and when she seemed to have finished her shift, he felt like he had enough of it as well, so he stood up to leave. once he was outside, the male lit up a cigarette and headed into the first alley he could find to make a private phone call about his findings tonight. it was a mere coincidence that he saw the female that just performed, walking out of the back. “you were great out there.” he spoke, his deep voice easily overruling the noises in the background and with slow, but steady steps he walked towards her. a hint of a smile on his face was an attempt not to intimidate her too much, but he was sure that nothing about this situation was reassuring. “i’m sure they pay you plenty.”

[infamcus]

&& @bcstmistake

        he was closing the tattoo place he currently worked at when the bell by the door rang to announce that someone had walked in even though the sign at the door said ‘closed’ in massive neon letters. confused, he came out of the supply closet and rubbed his face in frustration at the sight of them. “what the fuck are you doing here? it’s late -- it’s too late for your drama, i’m tired,” he groaned, annoyance lacing his tone, the fight they’d had when they last saw each other too fresh of a memory in his mind to give space to any other emotions than frustration. 

[latenghts]

randomized starter for @bcstmistake !!

denny’s, an american staple for mediocre food and drunken nights. not the most reputable for first dates, but a step above mcdonald’s in deterring a possible suitor. ( and while the golden arches seemed tempting, she wanted to at least pretend she was taking this ‘date’ seriously. ) truth be told, the only thing rory despised more than romantic settings was cauliflower. she could never be vegan. midnight blue tresses resting over her shoulder as the waitresses tells her for the third time her lopsided sundae stuffed with dollar store birthday candles is a fire hazard. to which she continues to ignore, scanning the room for a male fitting the image she’d received five minutes prior to arriving. she had to admit, he was actually attractive, but she was stubborn. she’d sworn on oath to ruin any future blind dates ( an attempt to get her friends off her back ) and staying true to her word, she rose from her seat the moment he’d locked eyes with her. “surprise !” she screams across the barren restaurant, ice cream melting onto the table as she blows a party horn she’d picked up with the candles. “ i’m you’re date !” she feigns amusement, grin bearing ear to ear as she takes long strides towards him, matching cone hat in hand as if it’s a five year olds birthday party. “ just a warning, if you don’t put that on i’m leaving and you can pay for the sundae. “ she cocks a brow, glancing over her shoulder at the sad looking dessert center piecing the table.

[lustafters-a]

it’s relatively late, but ezra had really just arrived home. of course, he’d been in long enough to grab himself a beer and sit himself in front of the television. the boxer had made sure to have a shower before he’d left the gym, so he was ready to relax for the rest of the evening. what he wasn’t ready for, was a knock at the door. a brow cocks, and he’s not expecting anyone, so he hasn’t got an inkling about who it could be. a part of him had been tempted to let it knock, go away on it’s own. perhaps it was kids playing knock down ginger, or someone wanting to get money off of him, or lead him down a different path in his life; religiously or otherwise. however, his feet still carry him towards the door, and he checks the peephole. it’s immediately, he recognises the features of the younger male standing the other side of the door, and it goes without saying that ezra is going to open the door for him. it happens automatically after that, head canting to the side, expression filled with...worry. authentically so, too. “donovan?” he starts, gaze flickering across his expression. “is everything alright?” / @bcstmistake 

[infamcus]

&& @bcstmistake

           excitement was bubbling in her chest as her dainty fingers pressed the buzzer and she took a tiny step back. the raven stood there with a gift wrapped in silver in her arms, a smile already decorating her features, hoping they’d be excited to see her too. it had been a while, she’d been in another state shooting a movie for a few months now. she’d told them weeks ago that she couldn’t visit this month, and she didn’t message them today, just so she could really surprise them on their birthday. “you didn’t think i forgot, did you now?” she beamed.

[venusljghts]

✧･ﾟ— &. / closed starter @bcstmistake​ ft. 𝓰𝓲𝓪𝓷𝓷𝓪 !

gianna hadn’t spoken to maddox much since they ended things - since she ended things. they mostly just saw each other in groups, more or less when saskia and sawyer were around. she hadn’t even been around them much lately - however, every year, she always threw a huge halloween bash. gianna loved to be the center of attention, and although she wasn’t feeling it as much this year, her mother had convinced her otherwise. she sighed and adjusted the wings that came with her angel costume and turned sideways in the mirror, placing a hand on her growing stomach. taking her lower lip in between her teeth, she exited her bedroom and walked downstairs, her eyes immediately fell on maddox, who had a red solo cup, most likely filled to the rim with jack daniels. her heart still ached every time she saw him. she had so much love for him, and now that she was sober - now that she was truly sober, she couldn’t HAVE him. her gaze trailed away from him as her eyes scanned over a few of her peers before landing back on him. she glided over to him, hand still resting securely on her stomach. she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear as she took in the sight before her. he was perfect - imperfect for her, but perfect in every other way. gianna had never been near him with such a straight mind, and at times she wasn’t sure what to say. ❝hi,❞ she breathed out. ❝i have - i need to talk to you for a minute. preferably upstairs in my room.❞

[latenghts]

❤️

you say you were intimidated by me but like ?? i was literally pulling out my best for you because i was like damn, this bitch is so smooth & clever. i was digging at the bottom of my bag trying to keep up. but i’ve also never so easily clicked with someone...ever ?? you made plotting so fucking fun like i’m envious of the life our muses are living. you have so much creativity & you let it thrive. like the way you come up with things on the spot i’m like yesss, please give me more. i’m hanging on an edge. i don’t deserve a partner like you or either of our threads...yet i want more. because i love your enthusiasm for your muse and your writing. it makes me wanna write with you more and send you random things relating to the ships. like you make me excited about writing again ?? but i also get anxious replying because i read your writing & it flows so beautifully and i’m like don’t fuck this up !! she just delivered on you !!

MUTUALS SEND ME A ❤️ & I’LL COMPLIMENT YOU.

[svcculents]

benny + saskia. 

he wasn’t that person. no, benjamin wasn’t the guy that slept around. he didn’t have an excuse for what’d happened, but it only made matters worse that he’d done so in the restroom stall of the bar down the street. benny would be lying if he said he wasn’t interested in getting to know the femme in a different setting. time wouldn’t allow for such a thing. attempting to interact once they’d finished up was awkward, and he’d already been a pretty made a pretty big douche bag of himself, so benny decides it’s better to cut his ties there. the male makes it back to the venue in time, cheeks flushed thanks to his activities a couple of minutes ago (thankfully, his band mates attributed it to the brisk weather outside). benny takes a moment to get his things together before he appears on stage with microphone in hand. halfway through the set (and once the initial rush of adrenaline has waned), benny finally gets a good glance around. it’s when he spots her — front in center of the area that’s always blocked off for members of the press. he’s not sure if anyone catches the momentary lapse in his words, but it feels like eternity in his head. benny does his best to skim over the crowd once more, though hazel hues seem to be drawn to the familiar face in the crowd. it seems like ages until the show is over and he’s standing backstage, inevitably waiting for her arrival. / @bcstmistake. based.