#wargcds

[brckensocietyarch]

{ closed starter | @wargcds }

"whoa, whoa, whoa," billy spoke out his hand reaching out as a means to defend himself after sneaking through their window. "what the fuck is going on?" he knew the answer to that question given the fun little quick change he had done but they didn't know that, right? this was meant to be a way to avoid suspicion, save the day by scaring off the killer but entering their room to an immediate defence had concerned him instantly. "are you okay?"

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closed starter for @wargcds​

❛ maxwellllllll, ❜  james slurred as he knocked on the man's door. an old lady shot him a dirty look as she walked by. ❛ sorry, ❜ he stage whispered at her, bringing a finger to his lip in a shushing gesture. he went back to his knocking as soon as she was gone, albeit softly this time. ❛ open up, i need to see you. it's an emergency. ❜ he rested his forehead against the doorframe and closed his eyes to stave off his dizziness as he waited for the man to answer, the anticipation of seeing max making him feel even drunker.

[ofmusingsxandmayhem]

Cont. from @wargcds​​ || Zeus & Eli (x) 

The most frustrating part about all of this was that virtually every single thing that came out of Zeus’ mouth in that moment was spot on. Ever since the two young men had met, Eli couldn’t get the other out of his head, recalling the flirtatious comments that he had tried his best to shrug off in their early encounters. Then, there was that moment which followed the party that the church had thrown for a local children’s charity, which had seen the two wind up in a darkened store room when Eli had gone to find some extra chairs and he had been so close to giving in when he had thought better of it, pulling away before their lips could meet. His breath caught in his throat and his cheeks flushed with warmth when he heard the accusations, but he did not want to give Zeus that power by admitting that he was glad he lived out of home to avoid his parents catching him doing just that. 

“Stop, ok?” Eli quietly snapped, before he stood from the pew and silently made his way towards where his mother sat, kneeling beside her. “Please excuse me mom, I’m feeling a little unwell. Just need to get some air.” Offering her a smile and kissing her cheek, he then made his way out into the cool morning air with a small gasp, rounding the building and leaning against a wall as he tried to calm his pounding heart. 

[ssercndipity]

 outside  of  her  sister  —-  sutton  never  seemed  to  have  a  partner  in  crime  but  the  truth  was  she  rather  liked  the  switch  up.  allowed  her  to  focus  her  talents  on  something  she  actually  desired  rather  then  busying  herself  with  entertaining  a  man  who  could  never  really  give  her  the  same  satisfaction.  mindless  drabbles  —-  an  easy  task  but  a  rather  boring  one  from  time  to  time.  

 tonight,  sutton  had  the  easy  job.  wait  for  the  text  —-  her  queue  to  head  up  and  inside  because  by  then  the  loser  they  were  about  to  rob  would  be  incapacitated.  the  code  word  was  yellow  and  the  moment  she  saw  that  word  come  across  her  screen  femme  nearly  darted  for  the  elevator.  a  nice  pick  ;  she’d  assumed  given  she  was  heading  for  the  top  floor.

 ding.  the  sound  brought  a  smile  to  vixens  lips  as  she  stepped  over  the  line  and  headed  towards  room  701.  the  door  was  unlocked,  another  gentle  hum  ringing  from  femme’s  lips  as  heels  rung  through  the  halls.  “  well  that  didn’t  take  long,  did  it?  ’

[exposurc]

     his typical lap around the quad had proven to be less and less fruitful as the weeks passed by. based on that sad and simple fact, the dodgy eyes, missed glances, and nearly half of the pound he’d bought still left to be bagged and dished out at his town house off-campus, it really could mean one thing. competition. he’d felt this coming, like a fucking sixth sense in the air or something, he just thought he’d have had more time to suss out the opposition before the tides were turning out of his favor. he had a hunch though, and as he watched one of his ex-loyal customers slide a bill into the other male’s hand, well he decided he couldn’t exactly let that slide. sebastien moved in, tailing the other homme across the courtyard as inconspicuously as possible until they rounded a corner nearing the library and he was able to catch up to him more properly. “benício salazar...” he started, that forced laugher light, breathy on his lips as he - gently as he could - placed one hand on the other’s shoulder. “benny boy... why are you trying to undercut me?”     |     @wargcds​

[casualxwriter]

closed for @wargcds​

It was all his mother’s idea. “You’ll be protecting your living family and every Hurston to come,” she told him. Decades from now, his great-grandchildren would memorize the stories of how their great-grandfather was the pawn to end a century-long war between two powerful families, through a marriage to the enemy. Shrouded in an all-white suit, Mark marched down the aisle like a sinner approaching the gates of Hell, reluctantly accepting his fate as the ceremony and the reception passed on. It was late in the evening before he even spoke directly to his new husband, no longer able to distract himself with the crowd of guests and heartfelt speeches. 

“This was...something. I called a car to take me back to the hotel. At some point, we should meet to discuss how we want this to go - I need to be back in Chicago by tomorrow afternoon, so maybe we could meet next week sometime? I’ll bring my lawyer and you can bring yours - our first date.”

[ofmusingsxandmayhem]

Cont. from @wargcds​​ || Zeus & Ellen (x) 

Taking a moment to look the young man up and down, she was curious as to why he would take the seat besides her other than perhaps the obvious; taking the chance with a solo patron with the hopes of getting something out of it. There were other options, of course, but her experiences over her many years of both observing and partaking in bar life told her that there were a select few most common reasons. 

“Beautiful?” Ellen laughed at that, shaking her head. “Sweetheart, that’s flattering, but I’m afraid you’re going to have to try a little harder than that.” There was a smirk on her lips as she lifted the cocktail stick to her lips, teeth tugging the olive free. She made swift work of the item, swallowing it whilst maintaining her gaze on the man, and when he made the offer of another drink, she pondered for a few moments. “Now, that’s the kind of talk that gets you places. How can I say no to an offer like that?” 

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@wargcds asked: ‘ i know you think you’re all alone out there, but you’re not. ’ / jude + cain

cain didn't know what to say. he'd been deprived of affection for so long he had no idea how to respond to it. although finally getting to experience this — finally being made to feel like he mattered — was amazing a lot of the time, his own inability to respond to jude’s reassurances and displays of affection made cain feel like some part of him was fundamentally broken. he heard jude’s words, he understood their meaning, but he still couldn’t grasp the reality of them. being alone was all he’d known for so long, the prospect of having someone was a strangely daunting one. he felt a sudden urge to apologize; for not knowing what to say, for not knowing how to repay jude for all he’d done, for not being as good to jude as jude was to him. knowing jude would have none of it only made him feel more inadequate. not trusting his own voice, cain simply leaned forward to rest his head against the man’s chest, overwhelmed. “i love you,” he murmured against the soft wool of jude’s sweater, unable to look up at his face. he hoped jude understood those words were all cain had to offer and just how much it cost him to say them.