#rvmcrs

[illicitvffairs]

⊰ — INTERACTION | tba

      ‘     YOU REALLY THINK i’m stupid, don’t you?    ’    gigi didn’t have time to waste on this conversation anymore. downing the rest of her whiskey neat, the petite blonde hopped down from the barstool and started to make towards the exit, but a hand on her arm had her rolling her eyes.    ‘    you’re a masochist. that’s it, right? you just like coming here every week trying to win me over and getting turned down time after time after time. it gets you off - i mean it has to because why else would you keep trying?    ’ // @rvmcrs​

[silvrmccnz]

 for my babylove @rvmcrs​ . ♡ 1/2

      for the first time in forever, lyanna felt like things were finally getting better. her father was away on a business trip and wouldn't be home for the next couple of days. she could breathe again, even if it was just for a little while. the female had been spending an awful time with nate, they were closer than they had ever been and she was starting to feel like maybe there was something there, but she was wrong. she was so wrong. one of their mutual friends had invited them to a party, and although the blonde found it weird when he hadn’t mentioned to her he was coming when her steely blue orbs spotted him she couldn’t help but smile. that same smile faded away as fast as it had appeared when she realized he wasn’t alone. a beautiful girl wearing tight jeans, a snug top that showcased her considerable bust line and a sultry smile walked hand in hand with him. a wave of pure confusion washed over her, followed by vertigo, which had her head spinning slightly. who the fuck was that? “um, hey.” the female greeted them with a weak smile.

[summcrshcndy]

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟOUTGOING SNAPCHAT.

SUMMER: i was supposed to delete ur number out of my phone but i didn't and it's fucked up that i'm still checking up on u but i just need know that ur ok

[mocnflowers]

sam had lived in california all his life, moving from house to house until eventually he was old enough to leave the nest. his mothers had given up so many opportunities to raise him and he’d promised himself that he’d make them proud. what sometimes deterred him from that path of righteousness was his interest in pretty faces. it was one of the reasons why he had become a photographer. his mother would take him to sets or magazine shoots she was working on, of course he had been thrilled any time she brought him to work with her. he grew up around models - it was one of the perks of having a stylist for a mother. he could have had it easy if he wanted, he could have thrown himself into photography without the aide of college but sam wanted more than to just perfect the skill, he wanted to be more than just your bog standard magazine photographer. luckily for him, his teacher was pretty phenomenal and it seemed he’d taken quite a liking to sam’s work, too. sam liked to play with lights, often bringing them into his work to play tricks on the mind with different casts of shadows. what of course sam had not expected when his professor, michael invited him over for dinner was to find that his son happened to have one of the prettiest faces the young man had ever seen. needless to say, his interests were getting in the way of his ability to pay attention. “so mikey, what is it you do?” sam asked, trying not to look to deeply into those stunning brown eyes of his. @rvmcrs

[daydrcamcrs-blog]

ft. @rvmcrs

      “ I’m in love with you, I don’t care about what people have to say about it because I’m done caring about other people have to think about the idea of us being together. If I have to climb to the roof and yell it than I will to prove to you that I’m not bullshitting about any of this. “  People’s opinions had always been something Gabriel gave a lot of thought about but when it came to how he felt about her and part of Gabriel hates himself for waiting so long to be honest with not only himself but her as well about how he feels about her. However that doesn’t change he did have his moments in the past of being a jerk towards her and now all he can do is have faith that she can forgive him for being scared of everyone else’s judgement.  “ I will do anything to prove to you that I mean what I say. “ 

[badassteller]

@rvmcrs / based on this and this. 

when he heard that there would be a group assignment he groaned. he hadn’t been in school much lately and it was clear that he picked the wrong class, cause the last thing he wanted to do was to have to do a paper with someone. zach listened as the teacher paired them into teams of two. he had barely talked to anyone in class, he usually kept away from everyone and did his own thing. the rest of the lesson, the teacher kept on explaining what the paper would be about and all the details. when the bell rang and everyone hurried out, zach walked over to the other. “so, how are we gonna do this?” 

[illicitvffairs]

⊰ — INTERACTION | tba

      HAVING THE KIDS at his parents was an unfamiliar feeling. the house to himself, a date night only officially a few minutes away, and a neatly displayed dinner in front of him, he was surprised to not hear the screeching cries of his daughters as they fought over toys. he’d taken the week off of work and he’d agreed with his wife that they needed a break from everything, even being parents. for some time, they’d been on the verge and this was a last ditch effort. feeling so far away from each other had always been a foreign concept - until it wasn’t. he missed her more than he saw her, their schedules keeping them from seeing one another except right before going to sleep, but he was trying. when she entered the room, his breath caught.     ‘     you look beautiful. you know we’re, not going anywhere, right? we’re just sitting here together.      ’ // @rvmcrs

[silvrmccnz]

for my baby love @rvmcrs 2/2 ♡

       it was late, milo wasn't sure of just how late it was but judging by the silence that now reigned inside he assumed that it was pretty late. his body was heavy, an unfortunate result of the beating he had received. it hadn't even been meant for him, but there was no way he'd let the older man hit lyanna in his presence. it didn't take long for him to push himself out of bed, change into a pair of sweatpants and grab his favorite hoodie before heading out the door. the night was cold and quiet.  it seemed like the darkness would win and pull him, and the deafening silence would drive him mad, so, before he knew, he had pulled outside her house. his head resting back against the seat as long fingers dialed the one number he had bothered to learn by heart. "hey," he murmured, pearly whites sinking into his full bottom lip as warm brown orbs fluttered closed. just the mere sound of her voice was enough to calm the storm brewing within him."i'm sorry, i know it's late... i just, i need to see you."