#bvriedinthesand

[lilacwiinearchive]

a closed starter for @bvriedinthesand​ featuring aylin based on this plot.

sprawled out on a king-size bed where her limbs didn’t even reach the edges no matter how much she stretched, aylin really though that whoever this room actually belonged to was living the life. her plan had been pretty simple  — pretend that she’d forgotten her room key to swipe one from the front desk, relax for a while and make use of all the facilities and then leave before the real occupant got back. it was probably some high-flying business type or a socialite with a social life. so, she was counting on the fact they wouldn’t be back for a while. at least long enough for her to finish the bottle of wine that she had started and maybe give her the chance to try out the bath. what she hadn’t been expecting was to get caught red handed. the second the door opened she sat up, surprise written clearly over her face. “  —  who are you?” 

[perfectdisastcr]

@bvriedinthesand​ liked this for a one-liner!! | open & vivica “i don’t wanna fight, but i won’t apologize for doing what’s right. ”

[aniimalspirits-a]

@bvriedinthesand​

it had taken chloe ages to decide what she wanted to wear on her date with tyler. normally she'd just throw on whatever was clean and rock it, but she actually wanted to make an effort. she’d even gotten up early to get ready, eventually with the help on her housemates she stettled on an outfit.  chloe had decided to go with something a bit more relaxed and she hoped that it would work. 

chloe arrived at the place they’d planned to meet at, her stomach was spinning with nerves. all of a sudden, it felt like she’d forgotten how to talk, she felt like a giggly teenage girl on her first ever date, all over again. she racked her brain, trying to remember everything she already knew about tyler, wanting to make a good impression. 

[moonscenes]

closed starter for @bvriedinthesand​   /   plot: muse a tries to stand up for muse b in a bar but unfortunately cannot fight for shit.

        after getting the beginnings of a black eye, shagg really did find herself feeling a lot better than she thought she would. more embarrassed than anything, really. a long, drawn out sigh and she’s pulling the ice pack away from the cheek that got punched and glanced over at honey. there was something suspicious about her, something that shaggy’s crew was trying to uncover. unfortunately, she wasn’t the brightest bulb in the pack and she found herself drawn to honey. “okay, so i totally... didn’t do very well in that situation but, uh, are you alright?” she was sitting in the back of an uber, unsure if they were headed to the hospital or to honey’s place --- either would be terrifying for her.

[cracknoir]

@bvriedinthesand​ liked.

     “Ever seen a bus do a back-flip?” He asked, nonchalantly. “‘Cos I have.” 

[finelinc]

@bvriedinthesand​ liked for a hs & fine line based starter !

––––––––––IT WAS A feeling he held close to his heart, looking over at the other, smiling softly. he knew that things would easily change. and so he starts talking, his mind clearly away mesmerized by the other night.        ‘ staring at the ceiling, two weeks and i'll be home... ’

[tenderstars]

tommy & cruz | @bvriedinthesand​

With his beard cleanly shaven, hair slick back, and a sharp black suit; Thomas Taylor walked into the gala with a slight bounce in his step and a smirk on his face. Oh, if his father could see him now he’d be so proud, boasting about how he actually looked like a Taylor. Despite growing up around fancy galas like the one he had been forced to attend tonight, Tommy absolutely despised every second of them. You attend one, you’ve attended them all. There wasn’t anything exciting about way too drunk housewives, out of control teenagers, and old men with the libido of a college frat boy. Though Tommy found some comfort in at least knowing that he wouldn’t be the center of attention tonight because of his family name. Finishing up a glass of whiskey, he Australian set the glass down as his jaw almost dropped open when he saw her walk in. 

He had been so damn sure that his viper was the sexiest thing in attendance tonight, but maybe that wasn’t the case. He’d never even phantom to put the word sexy followed by the name Cruz Ramirez next to it, but he was damn near close to after she had walked in looking like that. Tommy had been very aware of his rising competition, he just never expected for her to whip his head like this. With a smirk on his face, he touched his lip looking at Cruz making his way over to her with furrowed eyebrows. “I think you took the wrong turn, the real housewives are filming in the next lot over,” he teased letting a wide grin appear on his face. “You almost look like one of Jackson Storm’s girl’s,” the same grin still plastered on his face. 

[pomeqraniqht]

@bvriedinthesand​ Based off of this plot! 

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“In here.” Allison gently tugged on his hand as they found an empty room in the upstairs of the estate. Downstairs the party was in full swing, everyone coming together to celebrate the upcoming wedding of their friends. When she’d been told strictly not to go anywhere near him, Allison had agreed. Why would she want to ruin her best-friends wedding day? Well she shouldn’t have agreed to it until she saw him... instant attraction struck and what made it all the worse was looking but not touching. Finally the itch needed to be scratched between the both of them and when they crossed the line it made it hard to not want to do it again, and again... and again. Tonight was no different as they crossed over the threshold of the door she moved to lock it and smiled up at him. She’d been playing the annoyed bridesmaid who couldn’t stomach him...and yet she wasn’t wearing any panties because of the moment between them. “I’m sorry I called you a douchebag..” She had to keep up appearances, they couldn’t ruin the wedding with their...affair? Adultery? Sex? Whatever they were.. “I missed you.” She sighed as she looked up at him with eager eyes.