#ft. xander.

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closed to → @tak3mealiv3 featuring scarlett wright

Scarlett felt as if her entire world was falling apart. And it was all over some stupid fight with Xander over something she had been insecure about when she was texting him. It wasn’t the first time something like this has happened between them, but this time, it felt different in the worst way. So much so that after her night out with his sister, she drunkenly found herself on a bus back to LA. Threatened him that she was done with him and not coming back to the new house they just moved into in Montecito. She wasn’t even coming back for their pets. She was just at the point where she wanted her old life back because she felt like she truly didn’t belong with him and his lifestyle. Almost as if she was just playing house in a way. And she was so close. So fucking close. Two fucking minutes away from the bus leaving, and allowing her the freedom to leave everything she’d built with him behind. But as they continued to text, Xander had already insinuated that he somehow got to the bus station in time and bought a ticket to the same one she was on before it could leave. She swore she’d never hated him so much before. Just when she thought she was finally escaping, here he was being the goddamn white knight (again) to stop her from leaving. Scarlett was quietly, but hysterically sobbing in her seat as she stopped replying to his texts, hoodie pulled over her head as far as it would go to shield herself from anyone seeing her in this state. She was intoxicated, her head felt like it was going to explode, and she felt like the bus was spinning. But no sooner did Scarlett suddenly feel a pair of arms around her and the familiar scent of him quickly taking over. Next thing she knew, she could feel herself being moved and lifted into his arms, however, it didn’t register to her that she was being completely carried off the bus. “Put me down… Let go of me,” Scarlett slurred drunkenly as she continued to sob, but her actions were betraying her words as she grabbed onto Xander’s shirt in a death grip. Because the truth was, she didn’t want him to. She didn’t want him going anywhere. Despite everything that happened tonight and feeling like she was going to be successful in leaving everything behind, he was still the only person she wanted right now.

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It was Scarlett's first time attending a wedding, more or less with an actual date, and suffice to say, she was actually enjoying herself. For once, her mind wasn't wandering off into a dark place. For once, she could smile and laugh without worrying about anything else going on in her life. She was simply living in the moment and loving every single minute of it. Scarlett was worried she wouldn't feel welcomed at the wedding considering she didn't know anybody besides Xander, his siblings and parents, but everyone was super nice to her and she couldn't have been more relieved. After a song that Scarlett and Xander were dancing to, he informed her he was going to take pictures with his family, which she was a little on edge about being left alone with no one else to talk to or interact with. But she didn't want to keep him away from his family, so she sucked it up and made her way to the open bar after Xander left her to get another drink. A tequila sunrise, it was always her favorite. Scarlett quietly thanked the bartender for making her drink, then started to walk away, but was abruptly stopped by someone she didn't recognize. She parted her lips to speak, but the man quickly stopped her again. "Aren't you the prostitute I hired for Xander's birthday?" He asked, and right then, Scarlett knew exactly who it was. Fucking Conner. She was sure her face was as white as a ghost just at the sheer mention of her previous job as a full-service sex worker, but it was the term he used that ultimately upset her. She shook her head, eyes cast downward to the drink in her hand before she squeezed them shut so the tears that quickly formed wouldn't fall. "N-No... I—" She started, but was cut off by Conner again. "Did he hire you again? Damn, dude's finally getting lucky tonight." That was the last straw for Scarlett. Instead of answering him, she set her drink down somewhere and quickly darted for the exit out of the venue with tears streaming down her face. Scarlett didn't know exactly where she was going, but what she did know was that she didn't belong there. She never did. This life wasn't for her, Xander deserved someone better than her.

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closed to → @tak3mealiv3 featuring annalise fairchild

Annalise already regretted saying yes. The conference room smelled like ego and expensive cologne, and she didn't need to turn her head to know exactly where it was coming from. The air shifted the second he walked in — loud without saying a single word. And maybe she wasn't being fair, but fairness wasn't exactly a requirement in PR deals like this. They kept their expression neutral, legs crossed, hands folded neatly in their lap. Polished and put together; exactly the image they were banking on. The 'America's Sweetheart' type of person who could apparently fix a man's brand just by standing next to him and smiling through their teeth. Annalise knew who he was before this contract deal was even brought to the table. Xander Kinsley — a quarterback with a tabloid problem. She'd read every headline. The fights, the women, the fines. The cocky post-game interviews that had made him a fan favorite and a PR nightmare. And now here she was, damage control wrapped in a designer dress. She didn't care how many zeroes were on the check, no amount of money made this less humiliating. And as if this wasn't already some cruel joke, her twin brother, Beckham, was going to lose his goddamn mind when he found out. He was the quarterback for the Baltimore Ravens, who just so happened to be a division rival of the Cincinnati Bengals. Her fake boyfriend's division rival. He'd probably think she betrayed the family name, like she'd switched teams in the middle of a playoff run. The group chat alone was going to be insufferable. But this was her life now, attached to someone she couldn't stand, all because the Bengals didn't know what to do with their star quarterback and his habit of setting his own career on fire. He sat across from her, however Annalise didn't immediately look at him. They glanced at the publicist hovering by the door and then finally cut their eyes over to Xander. One look. That was all she allowed herself. "Don't get any ideas," she said coolly. "This is a business arrangement. Not a redemption arc for your love life." They smiled then, but it didn't reach their eyes. "I don't like you, you don't like me. Let's just make this believable enough that no one notices."

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closed to → @tak3mealiv3 featuring scarlett

It'd been a whirlwind of a week, what with Scarlett not needing to work for Charlotte anymore, now that she had signed a record deal with a major label. And now that things were looking up for her, she could finally just take a minute to relax and not worry about much while everything else just fell into place. And today was no exception. Scarlett had maybe only left for ten minutes at the most just to take her new puppy, Athena, outside to go to the bathroom while Xander went and picked up dinner from the diner. However, when she returned to his apartment, she was confused to find a woman looking for something at the door. Old Scarlett would have immediately reacted irrationally, grabbing the quickest weapon she could find in her purse to protect herself. But New Scarlett that had been going to therapy and had gotten on medication instead just to decided to carefully and slowly approach her, while holding tight to Athena. "Hi, can I help you with something?"

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closed to: @tak3mealiv3 | muse: scarlett wright

After what happened in New York City earlier in the week, Scarlett was mainly trying to keep a low profile and take things easy. Divulging a good portion of what her life has been like to Xander took a mental toll on her, so she decided to take the rest of the week off work and cancel all her client bookings. All she really did was sleep and take care of her cat, barely finding it in her to even get up and shower or eat for the most part. But somehow Scarlett now found herself spending time with Xander again, his insistence of wanting company because he was restless and needed someone because he didn't want to be alone. She almost didn't agree to, but she figured it might be nice to at least try to get out of the house. Plus, it was hard for her to turn down the diner that was lowkey becoming a thing between them. And she was glad she did agree to keep him company because she was actually having a good time again. Much like she was in New York before things took an abrupt turn. After they ate dinner at the diner and Xander took Scarlett back to his family's home, they spent some time watching a couple movies they both enjoyed. Until it turned into them acting like children by having a popcorn fight because of a stupid joke that Scarlett had made. Xander was the one to throw the popcorn at her first, and then it escalated into something much more playful, to the point where she was running around the house trying to escape him. She knew she was winning and that was all she cared about, but when he finally caught up to her and managed to swipe the popcorn bowl out of her grasp when she wasn't paying attention, she let out groan in protest. "Hey!" Scarlett exclaimed, lips forming into a pout as he held the bowl over his head. Likely on purpose, she knew it, so that she couldn't reach it because of how much taller he was. Though, that obviously didn't stop her from trying to reach for it, mercilessly trying and failing each time she tried jumping up to grab it, "Give it back!"

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closed to: @tak3mealiv3 muse: scarlett wright.

It was supposed to be her day off. She was supposed to be doing absolutely nothing, except for sleeping and hanging out with her cat while she watched movies and ordered food delivery. But instead, Scarlett was on her way to a booking where the client was willing to pay triple for her services just for the birthday boy in question. The friends said they had set him up with her as a birthday surprise; she thought it was fucking comical and yet weird all at the same time, but she didn’t question it. For the price they were willing to pay, she couldn’t turn it down. Not when she had bills to pay and rent due soon. After Scarlett’s Uber driver dropped her off at the location, she couldn’t help but to immediately be in awe. She hadn’t ever seen a house so grand and luxurious before in her entire life. It was no wonder these people were willing to pay her so much. She almost had half a mind to turn right back around and walk back home in fear of what was lurking on the other side of the door, but her conscience kept telling her to shut the fuck up and do it because of how much she was being paid. Heaving a deep sigh, the blonde’s heels clicked against the pavement as she walked up the long driveway, a stupid store-bought birthday cake in hand, until she reached the massive front door. She then pressed the doorbell and anxiously awaited to be greeted by her client for the night.

[austinxb]

#PERRO — para un starter donde una mascota sirve como excusa para iniciar una conversación.

se había sentado en la terraza para fumar un cigarrillo mientras revisa su celular. el can apoyó el hocico sobre su mano antes incluso de que austin pudiera saludar. le rascó la cabeza con naturalidad. " hola amiguito. " se ríe, y levanta la vista cuando alguien aparece. " ¿es tuyo? tiene una confianza admirable. " una pausa breve. " o un radar bastante bueno para detectar quién va a consentirlo. " @xanburne

[junoww]

SUMMER FESTIVAL 𓂃 "te he perdido tres veces en menos de una hora."

presiona los labios para evitar reírse. está segura de que han sido más de tres veces. " es que soy un alma inquieta, no puedo evitarlo. " sí, se había distraído con un fan, un conocido y quién sabe que más. encoge los hombros, poniendo las palmas hacia arriba. " tal vez tienes que sujetarte a mí, y así no me vuelves a perder. " ladea la cabeza y le hace ojitos. pero demasiado entretenida para sostenerlos por mucho tiempo y termina sonriendo de oreja a oreja, mientras deja que su cuerpo se mueva cuan olas de mar al ritmo de la música de la banda en vivo tocando salsa. " además, " se acerca para que pueda escucharla sin que tenga que alzar la voz demasiado, poniendo una mano en el hombro del chico para acercarse a su oído. " ¿no deberías de estar bailando y divirtiendote? si te fijabas mejor, había una voluntaria. " hasta se atreve a señalar discretamente con los ojos a la voluntaria justo atrás de él. " creo que la espante, " hace una mueca " carajo. " maldice en voz baja y se aleja, levantando las manos. @xanburne