Nov 5, 2022
“don’t ever scare me like that again. i was worried all night about you.” robert admitted.
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“don’t ever scare me like that again. i was worried all night about you.” robert admitted.
open to: top/bottom - hooker (Cormac does have a thing for pretty boys) plot: this is ripped off straight from Pretty Woman, but with a twist where Cormac is mostly straight and eventually (in a few hours or in a few days) is seduced by and/or fall for your muse
“No really, I meant it. I really don’t expect anything from you. Please, it’s gonna be bad tonight, and it really wouldn’t sit right with me if I let you stay out there.”
He knew what it looked like. Goddamn, Cormac knew what it was. A stranger, knocking on his car window while he stopped to jot down a note, asking if he wanted company for the night. It had started snowing then, but there was a blizzard warning for later. The coat the other was wearing surely wasn’t enough for the weather, if those blue lips were any indication. Cormac had nodded to the question, then again to the nightly rate. If he could help this boy to a warm bed and a hot breakfast tomorrow, then he would.
“Here, I’ll put you in the guest bedroom. I’d be just down the hall, if you need anything.”
open to: m, mutuals and non-mutuals welcomed. please read my rules before interacting here.
plot: your muse and my muse’s popularity have been on the rise and our publicists have proposed a PR relationship because they know that it’ll get everyone talking.
“ALRIGHT, LOOK, I HAVE to admit that this is the most ridiculous idea - but there’s a reason why people do it. It works.” Ajda can’t believe that she was even trying to convince the other to go along with the idea, but hey, she’s seen what fake relationships could do to people’s careers.
“Besides, it’s only for a couple of months - what harm could it do?”
+ OPEN STARTER / MUTUALS & NON-MUTUALS (CONNECTION: ANY)
“YOU GOTTA STOP coming after me like this. People might start thinking you care.”
“...No.”
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↳ [ open to males / nb ] plot: BASED.
she’s at a point where she can feel just how drunk she is. how sloppy, how helpless. it’s pathetic. she’d always been considered a lightweight ... but this ? she was hoisted up into his arms, not for any reason other than the fact she couldn’t walk on her own, this was just him being a good friend. a best friend. nothing more. she was certain he’d rather be back at the party, dancing and flirting with someone that wasn’t her. the thought of it made her skin crawl, perhaps that’s why she’d downed twice as many drinks as she normally would have. “ why are you taking me home, ” she slurs, “ i could have ... called a cab. ” her words are tripping over one another. “ you could be back at the party ... hav- haivng fun. ”
plot based off THIS. open to f.
vegas had just stepped outside to finish smoking the last cigarette in his pack once their daughter had been put to sleep. sure a lot had changed since the two met and fell madly in love in high school. hell a lot had changed since the two had married in college. he constantly thought about how different the two of them were. he was tired from working all day and came home to her nagging a lot about how he didnt take her out or spend time with her much anymore. life was harder than he had imagined. he loved her with every bone in his body, but he was just tired. when the front door opened he didnt have to peek to see who was coming out onto the porch with him. he knew it was his wife. “hey..”