#para 002

[musicalmusess]

Shape Of You | Puckleberry

Rachel sat there in the recording studio late that night. With only just a few weeks until the release date, she and the girls were in the final stages of the production of their third album. Deciding to stay behind and opting to continue working on some things by herself at the studio, Rachel worked on one of the songs she and the girls recorded. A soft rhythmic sound playing over the huge soundboard, mature romantic and sensual lyrics softly being sung over the beat as she bounced around with the sounds trying to make it just perfect. Resting back in the chair, she stared at the text messages she had sent Noah just moments before.

‘Hey stud. Missing you’ ‘Wanna meet me at the studio? Got it all to myself’ ‘Perhaps we could make some magic’ ‘Get your mind out of the gutter, Noah. Maybe I meant a duet......or something’

A small grin tugged her lips as she thought about the past several months. Never had she thought when she hooked up with Noah Puckerman all those months ago that she would still be doing it but she was. Rachel found herself not being able to get enough of Noah and the hook ups kept happening. At first she thought it was because of how good the sex was but when Sam and even Kitty pointed out about it she was realizing it was more then sex for her. She was falling for Noah and it scared her. So many questions rising in her head. The big question being what if he didn’t feel the same way? That sat in her head all the time and ate at her, haunted her but she couldn’t put it off anymore. She was going to tell him how she felt and whatever happens happens. Her eyes scanned over the few text messages he had sent her before the last one said he was on his way. In just a matter of minutes, it was all going to come out. Rachel was scared shitless but it was now or never.

[buckmatthewsparker]

@mechanicsexy

Buck was just finishing up with things at the house when he got a text from Jesse. He wanted to meet up at the diner and how could he pass that up. They hadn't see one another in a few days and that was because of his crazy schedule. He knew that it wasn't an excuse but still he should make time to see the ones that he cares about no matter what. Buck pulled into the diner parking lot getting out and walking inside spotting Jesse right away. "Hey handsome." he slid into the booth.

[madisonwhelan]

Christmas Tree | 002

If there was one thing Madison loved more than baking it was CHRISTMAS! It was that time of the year and Madison loved everything about it. From the musics to the lights to the decorating to the baking and the Christmas shopping and so much more Madison absolutely loved it all. Her eyes scanned over the empty bakery after she flipped the sign from open to close. A small smile tugging the corner of her lips as her eyes traced over all the decorations that were neatly hanging all over the bakery. A large Christmas tree that was already lit up and decorated near the back of the shop that was only feet away from the kitchen and the main counter. 

Madison found her eyes looking at the clock that was hanging on the wall. In just a few minutes Liam would be walking through them doors so they could begin their first baking lessons. She had the perfect lesson for today. CHRISTMAS COOKIES! It was a simple and easy recipe yet also a complex that was complete with shaping the dough and eventually decorating them. Madison honestly couldn’t wait. She loved baking and decorating cookies especially when it came to Christmas. Madison couldn’t also help but be excited to see Liam. They spent the last several days since his daughter’s party texting each other almost constantly and part of her liked it. She liked Liam, she liked talking to him and she couldn’t wait to see him. With the kitchen already set up for the lessons, Madison started cleaning up the main counter when she heard the bell on the door alert her that someone had walked into the bakery. She turned on her heel, a smile on her lips as she seen the dashing single father walking inside. “Good evening. I hope you’re prepared. I got a fun night planned for us”.

[courtneyanderson-blog]

The Underneath | Para 002

Courtney stood in the wide open dark space, her cell phone flashlight shining past all the cobwebs, her eyes scanning over the abandon buildings with broken, shattered windows. The blonde fascinated with everything in surrounding. After discovering the town that was once Grandview buried underneath her store after a gas explosion more than twenty years ago. The whispers from the many spirits that were trapped after the explosion, some pleasant and happy she was down here to help them while others were wondering who she was and why she was down here while the other voices weren’t so pleasant and pretty vicious. It felt like she was meant to find this place even though she knew she shouldn’t of been down here especially after Brent had asked not go back down here after she had discovered it a few weeks back as it wasn’t exactly safe. She couldn’t help it though. She felt obligated too especially since this town was right underneath her antique store. This whole place intrigued her and she never felt more determined than now to get these spirits to crossover.

Looking at her wrist and seeing the time, realizing she had another engagement and had to get home to get ready the blonde quickly began retracing her steps back to her shop and soon walked through the brick wall that led back into the basement of her shop. Courtney sealed the entrance of the tunnel with a book shelve, a groan leaving her lips as she slid it back to cover up the large hole. She exhaled deeply as she smoothed out her clothes before making her way up the stairs to close up her shop and leave.

Arriving home twenty minutes later, with her keys and purse in hand Courtney walked through the corridor of their newly bought home, a smile on her lips as she closed the door behind her. “Sorry I’m late. There was...traffic” she called out as she set her keys and purse down, her eyes scanning the house as she looked for a sign of her husband.

[ercsisms-blog]

He agreed to work Tuesday, a longer set for more pay. What Eros didn’t bank on, however, was his throat giving out just after his last gig at Riley’s bar. Stuck indoors for the week, the man had to cancel his hair appointments that week, including two wedding parties. This was an issue - behind on bills, those thirteen women would’ve meant he got to pay everything at once and could finally buy some better-looking clothes, and a little more publicity for his singing.

That’s why he hasn’t rung up Riley and told him that his voice is shot. Eros needs the money, needs it now and the double he’ll get paid tonight (plus tips if he’s lucky) means he can at least keep the electricity on this month. 

Drinking tea and wearing a scarf, he arrives at the bar and smiles as he catches Riley talking to that barman. Eros enjoys stealing him away and making Kenny jealous, it’s hilarious to watch him squirm, to see him get jealous. To hide his sickness, Eros is wearing foundation to cover his bags and a little rouge to make his cheeks look pinker and more full of life. “Hey boss,” The singer teases with a grin and a wink.

Everything hurts inside. His joints ache, throat screams at him to stop speaking and his hands tremble with how cold he’s feeling, despite his layers. Eros has dressed a little more casually than previous gigs, sporting tartan pants and a black top instead of his suit. 

When Riley fixes him with those gorgeous, whiskey-coloured eyes though, Eros wants to stop pretending to be okay and curl up on the floor. He wants those hands in his hair and his face in that lap. He wants to cry.

“Could you get me a whiskey, please? Kinda chilly out there. Need something to warm my bones, I feel 70,“ It’s not far from the truth but, he keeps it chipper in hopes he can disguise how he feels. “I just need to get my playlist set up. I was gonna do an hour followed by half an hour interval so I can take a quick break. That okay?”

[isaiahsmh]

it was later in the evening when isaiah began to tidy up around the house and not because he cared too much about the appearance of the home but more so because he was nervous and the feeling was something he would never be accustomed to. everything was always so easy with daya; even when they fought — which was often — he still knew it would be the two of them in the end. that must have been why it had been so difficult speaking to her for the first time in four years. besides the obvious reasons behind the tense atmosphere, isaiah wasn’t sure if she was still the same girl he fell in love with. how did him leaving effect her? granted, he would always love her regardless of how much she’d changed if any because she was his soulmate as cheesy as the concept was. perhaps that was why he deserved the self diagnosed broken nose the same day they spoke. the incident occurred as he began the walk home, nearly out of the park, when out of nowhere a football made contact with his nasal area and the rest was a blur.

too many emotions were running through his mind and isaiah ended up at blake’s house for the remainder of that day because he refused to step foot into a hospital and didn’t feel any pain anyways so why bother? the injury was treated with an ice pack and constant eye rolls from isaiah towards his friend who insisted he needed to get it checked out but that wasn’t his priority. his priority was his family and that included daya; so whatever he needed to do in order to be in both her and naomi’s lives, he decided he was going to do it. flash forward a few days and isaiah wasn’t sure he was ready to have any talk with daya that had a possible upsetting ending. he realized it was something that needed to be done which is why isaiah sat on his couch ready for whatever would be thrown at him.

[mzcassandrajuly-blog]

Afternoon Delight | 002

Cassandra glanced at the clock on the wall inside the dance hall. She still had a little over three hours before her next class. She leaned back in her chair, water bottle in hand as she sipped on the liquid. It had been a few days since she had heard from her teacher’s assistant ever since he found out she told Rachel about them. It was harmless really. Ok. who was she kidding. It totally wasn’t. She got joy knowing that Schwimmer was probably hurting after knowing she and Brody had sex. Amazing sex. Amazing sex she wanted again.

Cassandra pulled out her phone after deciding to text Brody. “We need to work on a routine before class. Dance hall. Get here asap” she texted him. She exhaled deeply as she sat back in her chair as she awaited for her assistant’s arrival, knowing he wouldn’t turn her down when she needed him. Obviously the same move wasn’t going to work on Brody again but Cassandra July always had some tricks up her sleeves, she had to slowly make the move but first make sure they were on good terms.

[rryderlynn-blog]

Where There’s Smoke.... | 002

Ryder watched as his mother left the kitchen that afternoon. After the day started to slow down, they got into another one of their debates with Ryder trying to convince her to add some things to the menu to expand. He was almost positive their bakery business could be sky rocketing at this hour had they added some gourmet meals to the menu and switched things up but he had no success at all. He shut everything down in the kitchen, all the baking was done for the day which meant his job was complete until he had to be back here in the morning at 3:00am to start baking fresh pasties again. Honestly Ryder just needed to get away after this argument with his mother if one would even call it that. He needed to get away and think, think of a new plan, a new convincing plan. Ryder was determined to keep pushing this matter until his mother gave him a chance.

Ryder breathed in the fresh crisp air as he stepped outside. He started walking down the street, greeting a few people with a friendly smile along the way. His eyes caught his competitors back shop just down the road from his family’s bakery. A sigh left his lips as he thought of this feud his mother had going with Kitty’s mother. A stupid feud. As he neared the shop, his arched his brow seeing smoke filling the store. “What the hell...” Ryder muttered as he quickly ran across the street and into the bakery. “Hello. Anyone here” he called out, concern filling his voice as he made his way to the kitchen.