#goodfcryou

[realforyou]

@goodfcryou​ ! ––- safety net ; ariana grande ft . ty dolla $ign .

      “ i've never been this scared before . feelings i just can't ignore .. ––- don't know if i should fight or flight .... ”

[rifleonapillar]

001. too far

@goodfcryou​ requested a starter based: [x]

his yearly christmas party had pretty much wound down, thankfully. the third round of jingle bells playing from a nearby bluetooth speaker playing in the background. every year, ian hosted a christmas celebration which mostly turned into drinking games with his collogues, mutual friends, and an extended family member or two. "see you later!" he spoke, hearing the echo of his front door slipping shut. he laughed wholeheartedly to himself, sighing as he plopped down on the couch beside the other. he was in a good mood, after all. although ian wasn't too sure how late in the night it was, with sky by his side, he often forgot the time slipping by. remembering one of the party games from earlier in the night, ian's gaze followed the mistletoe on a hook, nestled above their head. perhaps it was the jagerbombs he had that made him think the latest plan was a good idea. "ha, what is that saying? oh, it's not gay to kiss the homies!" without much warning, the man lurched forward, pressing his lips to sky's softly, smacking dramatically before pulling away. "ian - 10, sky - 9. looks like i win the title of party king for the night."

[foolsongs]

𝑪𝑳𝑶𝑺𝑬𝑫 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹      featuring      /      @goodfcryou​   &   based .

            to  say  she  was  annoyed  would  be  an  understatement,  her  eyes  like  daggers  from  across  the  room  each  time  her  gaze  happened  to  be  pulled  in  by  her  ex  and  their  current  company.  she  should  be  busying  herself  with  her  own  date,  an  unassuming  friend  of  a  friend  whose  sole  purpose  was  to  be  her  arm  candy  for  the  evening,  but  she  couldn’t  help  herself  when  the  opportunity  eventually  arose  that  they  were  both  alone.  slipping  through  the  crowd,  the  brunette  pulls  herself  up  beside  them  and  drops  her  voice  so  that  only  they  can  hear.  ‘  what  the  hell  are  you  doing  ?  really  had  to  bring  someone  else  to  MY  release  party  ?  ’

[icekisseds]

➤         @goodfcryou​.

        “   for  how  much  longer  will  you  keep  me  out  of  your  apartment  as  if  you  hold  the  key  to  atlantis  in  there?   ”

[realforyou]

@goodfcryou​ !

      “ you told me you weren't coming out tonight . what , was i supposed to show up alone ? ”

[icekisseds]

➤         @goodfcryou​.

        “   you  cheat  on  me,   i’m  stupid  enough  to  believe  you  when  you  say  you  won’t  do  it  again,   and  i’m  the  one  who’s  in  the  wrong  for  ripping  the  girl  off  of  you  and  smacking  you  in  the  face  for  doing  so?   i’m  so  sorry  i’m  not  the  programmed  soft - spoken  barbie  you  thought  i  was.   ”

[elemcnt]

          “WAIT, THAT’S WHAT YOU’RE WEARING?” something to finally snatch  his attention away from the screen as he caught her in his line of sight. he paused his screen, eyes roaming her frame once more as he pulled his headset off. “fuck, now i gotta change. i thought we was going casual, why you all dressed up, man?” / @goodfcryou​

[vermillus]

@goodfcryou​

          as a financial analyst for the company, his role was to keep it afloat, to protect their assets and make them richer. he’d always done his best, but felt constantly overlooked. -- but this trip was not about work, he thought as he grabbed himself one of those fruity drinks with the umbrella in it and joined a group chatting happily by the bar. mid conversation, his eyes fell on her. tall, tan and with long, dark hair cascading down her back. he knew who she was -- the boss’s daughter. saul wasn’t one for clichés, or forbidden romances, but the urge to at least approach her could not be CONTAINED. after having excused himself, he left his co-workers and tapped her shoulder. he’d briefly seen her sitting in board meetings -- but they hadn’t spoken more than two words to each other. “didn’t think any of the du ponts would be here...” he uttered as he got close enough to the female that she could hear him. “welcome to paradise,” his lips cornered upwards in a sly smile. he had a girl back home, but this interaction would be harmless. he’d heard through the grapevine that she was engaged to one of his colleagues (one who ALWAYS got praised, even when he was stealing pitches from the other analysts). “is your man here too?” he asked, as though they’d been friends for years.