#fxcdboys

[insatiablemuses]

@fxcdboys liked for a Sinday starter

Selene’s eyes watch Ricker, just silently calculating what she wanted to do. She sips at her wine, her gaze thoughtful for a moment as she decided she was ready to move on to the more entertaining part of the night. And the thing about Selene was that when she wanted something, she made it abundantly clear and went after it. She was over being subtle, not in the mood for it tonight. She gets up from her side of the dinner table and makes her way over to him. Pushing the almost empty food dishes back a bit, she sits herself on the table in front of him. Blue eyes twinkle with slight delight as she gives Ricker a look, resting back on her elbows. Her soft features highlighted in the candlelight and her dress riding up slightly from this new position.

“I’m kinda over the whole romantic dinner. Want to have some fun?”

[viceessence]

starter for @fxcdboys | brian and lorraine

The neon signs flickered brightly, casting colourful reflections on the wet pavement, masking the turmoil that simmered just beneath the surface. The bustling streets, filled with laughter and the hum of conversation, provided a stark contrast to the underlying tension. It was a city alive with energy, yet hiding secrets in every shadow, the perfect backdrop for those seeking both escape and confrontation. Heels clicked against the ground as Lorraine made her way towards the apartment the MI6 had set up for her during her stay in the city. The target was a mob that they had been investigating for months, a mob with a seemingly dangerous leader. While the leader wasn't the focus now, truth be told their actions had drawn the Secret Service's attention, enlisting Lorraine in the task to retrieve as much information as she could. The ambiguity surrounding her loyalty had proven to be a successful strategy for Lorraine, allowing her to navigate the treacherous waters of espionage with an edge. She had learned to reveal their own

The city lights reflected off her sleek, dark coat, blending her into the vibrant nightlife. Each step echoed with purpose, the rhythmic sound of her heels a steady reminder of the mission at hand. As she approached the apartment, her mind was sharp, assessing every detail, every potential threat. The quiet chaos within the city's walls mirrored the silent tension she carried, a constant companion in her line of work. Her reflection on a store's showcase made Lorraine slow down on her stroll when she noticed no one but a male figure following her from a distance. With practised nonchalance, she glanced over her shoulder, confirming her suspicions. The figure remained several paces behind, blending as a passerby with ease. Lorraine began calculating her options, the idea of the nearest alley serving her right to find out this person's motives. Her pace slightly increased towards the dark alley, adrenaline beginning to rush through her veins at the thought of facing them.

[brckensociety]

{ @fxcdboys | based on this }

Arachne had been on a mission from the second she'd arrived at the party. That was to get buzzed and find someone hot to spend the night with. She knew she could've contacted the other, with their whole arrangement but, she was in the mood for some variety. It took under an hour for her mission to be close to complete, her hand wrapped around some random guys as she led them both upstairs. Had she noticed the other was at the party? She'd spotted them once, yes, but she figured they'd be doing their own thing. That's what led the femme here, making out with the stranger and barely registering the door to the bedroom they'd found opening.

[wstfl]

"I was HOPING I'd make a dent in that little trust fund of yours," She smirked at him through the mirror, eyes falling back to the way the purple dress hugged her curves, freshly manicured fingers running down the fabric as a low hum left her lips. She wasn't entirely sure where to wear the dress she'd picked out, nor did she even LOOK at the price tag. "What do you think? They might look amazing with a nice pair of Jimmy Choos," she asked, finally facing him to show off the dress. // @fxcdboys

[tearfest]

ㅤㅤ" callie rang me this morning. " her spoon continued to mindlessly stir at the last few pieces of cereal still swimming in the milk from her bowl, gaze glued to the soggy grains; unable to bring herself to look at him from across the kitchen island. " she said that she'd seen you with another girl. "

closed starter for @fxcdboys.

[lcsingcontrol]

୧ ও closed for: @fxcdboys ଓ ৴

"yeah,  you  two  are  best  friends..  but  does  that  really  matter?  don't  act  like  you  don't  want  me  just  as  badly  as  i  want  you."

[isolatednights]

CLOSED STARTER for @fxcdboys based on the source

juggling an array of items in one hand while trying to enter her key-code and squeeze her cellphone between shoulder and ear was a finely crafted skill defne was sure she'd perfected over the years. a soft noise of success escaped her before she's shuffling inside the house and wiggling her fingers in greeting at her boss when the man comes into view. depositing everything onto the kitchen counter, the woman wordlessly slides the bagged pastry and cup of coffee over to the man before adjusting the phone and padding away to continue her conversation.

she reappears a few minutes later with a frown, "if that weird podcast asks if you'll make a guest appearance one more time, i think i'll lose my head," she murmurs in lieu of a proper greeting. snatching up her own beverage, defne leans forward against the counter. "we have a fitting for your suit for that charity gala at eleven, so we'll need to leave by ten, but!" she sing songs the last word with a grin, "the shop isn't far from that restaurant i mentioned last week ⸻ the one martha was bragging about? i booked us a reservation."

[sweetsirenitas]

@fxcdboys Delta tried to keep from nervously fidgeting. But it was difficult, not to feel nervous at parties like this. It wasn't parties that made Delta nervous; a dinner party, a karaoke party, a house party, she could work the room and make herself dazzle. But something about the fancy models and editors and such forth wandering about made her feel so much smaller than her 5'1". She attempted a deep breath.

She moved to find another corner to hide herself and bumped her shoulder against someone arm. Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment as she quickly moved her arm away. "Oh my gosh, I am sorry. Are you alright? I didn't hurt you or anything?" She questioned as her brows knitted together.