#suredid

[miidnighters]

@suredid | continued from ☾

"Sounds like a real page turner."

The amusement is clear on Matt's face - he shouldn't be making fun, really, given that he's in the same section of the book store, but hearing her read it out loud and then so obviously make a face like that is too good to pass up.

"Sorry, I don't mean to be in your way."

That, at least, is true. Matt steps to the side slightly to let her past, if she wants to keep going.

[billyandhismultiples]

dancing on my own: my muse getting close and personal on the dancefloor. nsfw prompt list || (always accepting) || @suredid

Loud music that vibrated within one's whole body, bright neon colors being the only source of light, and way too many people, more than half of them under the influence of whatever they could get their hands on; this admittedly wasn't Billy's typical night out, going to a nightclub, though he wasn't opposed to it at all. Dancing itself was also not necessarily in his top five activities, even though he thankfully didn't have two left feet—but rhythmic beats in anyone’s ears provided a confidence like no other, especially paired with someone as fun and flirtatious as the one initiating any sort of potential interactions.

And Darcy seemed as such, adamantly meeting the gaze of the civvies-clad duplicator, even on the crowded dance floor, and mutually meeting his approach. Short distance turned smaller space between the two with every movement to the background beats, swiftly devolving into a more heated closeness as if the crowd around them was pushing from the outside.

Between the pumping sounds and bodies becoming ever closer to one another, bubbling anticipation overtook and Billy accepted the presented invite to have hands take ahold of her hips. He decisively pulled her more flush to himself while moving to the music with her, breaths of both exiting within the small gap between becoming hotter and more accelerated.

He could've swore their lips ghosted against each other within one of those close, brisk seconds, but before being able to think about it more, her backside was now fully pressed up against him following a quick half turn-around from her. Amused grin on his lips, his hands remained on her, steadfast with keeping her right up against him as he could feel his heart pump with the adrenaline that anticipation had introduced.

"Enjoyin' y'self?" His lips were to her ear with the words he tried not to make sound too breathless.

[osaetti]

*✦ @suredid.

he's staring ─ rather intently, brows raised. there's a coffee in his hand from the local cafe. ❝ ...come to scold, or to ambush?  ❞

[werewolfbynite]

even on the first day of stakeout, jack russell saw a familiar face through his binoculars. not the sorcerer he was tailing--- that girl from new york? a coincidence, surely. had he not been so focused on gathering the patterns of his quarry, maybe he would have looked to see if he still had that number. it could have been a nice little detour once this thing had wrapped up. on the second day, there could be no coincidence. walking by at the same time, at the same place? no. things were getting interesting now. on the second day, he watched her a little more closely. the sun looked good on her. on the third day, with the hunch that pattern would continue, he was behind the wheel of the cadillac--- prowling, but in the friendliest sense of the word. and there she was, same block, same place. it seemed to sidle right up the sidewalk as if he were doing it on foot. "is that you, little red riding hood?" jack called out, only as loud he needed to--- he was playing it cool. to jog her memory, he lowered his sunglasses to reveal a raised eyebrow. "imagine seeing you here..." he had, two days ago.

@suredid

[emeraldbuilt]

I meaaaaaaaan....

〔 ꗞ : ･ﾟ * º • 𝐢𝐧𝐛𝐨𝐱   〕 » ARE YOU JOHN'S TYPE ? @suredid !!

“ Wait, you'd spar with me but wouldn't work out with me? Nah, we're gonna have to work on that one. ”

[angcltouched]

. @suredid darcy asked (got) cronus : ❝ let me finish writing this first. ❞ darcy's careful cursive is the result of years spent having her knuckles take the brunt of resentment held by vicious old biddies manning the classrooms of private baptist based schools. that is to say after much ruler slapping for ugly handwriting, darcy now has beautiful handwriting when she is actually making the attempt to gussy it up. even when she is carefully writing out this note for someone like this: suck a giant dick! once done, each 'i' topped by a little heart, she looks up, "a'ight, what's shakin"

cronus slowly picked up the paper she had so carefully written on, an eyebrow rising quickly on the titan's face. even after endless years among mortals, after the fall of mortal belief in the greek gods and titans, cronus still had a hard time understanding them. why would she brother herself to leave a note such as that one ? even he knew what it meant, at least enough to question it.

he stepped back, his gaze drifting away from the note and back to darcy. ❝ i don't know if i can even ask about that note. ❞ his voice was careful, measured in its tone. his arms crossed loosely over his chest as he leaned back against the wall, keeping a distance as if remaining away of that mess. ❝ at least you're leaving some ... hearts to ease the anger. ❞

𝐈𝐍  𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐃  𝐅𝐎𝐑  𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄.

[sioraiocht]

~ @suredid || [TXT] : i should not be imagining this right now. (case of wrong number so have fun deciding which of your muses is suddenly dealing with this weirdo) || Javier ~

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[text; ??] What are you imagining? [text; ??] You can't leave me in suspense [text; ??] Wrong number btw

[wnterslder]

she is exuding a very big ominous energy that would usually make him quite wary if it were anyone else. but ... a promise of flowers and absolutely nothing dangerous is actually quite a nice change of pace for james, almost to the point of it seeming uncharacteristic of him. he takes her hand, despite his sighing for the dramatic retention of the stoic character james had so carefully ( unintentionally ) built over decades.

“ where're we going again? not the ... tulip festival on the west side? or the new york botanical garden ... “

@suredid said: she is holding her hand out, fingers wiggling. "it's TIME." that is very ominous and she is quite possibly channeling that weird kid with 'the secret' everyone memes about lately.