The Devil's Boy

BigBadWolf TheMonster TheVanillaGorilla YourWorstNightmare

[trevor-lloyd]

xmaggie-birchx​:

“Oh! Like… Star Wars? The movie franchise.” She smiled softly but felt a little nervous again. He really wasn’t into the same things as her so this… felt strange. When he asked what Twitch was, she felt her mouth drop open. “O-oh! It’s a streaming service that people can stream them playing video games, movie commentary, playing instruments, and you can interact with you audience live. It’s… part of my job. Helps with my online presence.” She got into the car and got her seatbelt secure. 

Slowly but surely she wasn’t sure if she was feeling the idea of him coming over. She nodded at his request and smiled softly. “Yeah sure. Also, I’m so sorry to change my mind but I really do have a lot to get ready for work tomorrow. I have a few interviews I’m doing for the comic book shop and I wanna make sure I’m prepared so… rain check on the coming over? If that’s okay?” she asked, smiling politely.

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“I know what a lightsaber is.” He chuckled. “I like The Mandalorian. That’s a really good show. The little green guy is cute.” When she explained Twitch to him he nodded his head and glanced toward her while he pulled out of the parking. “That’s pretty cool. I don’t have much of an online presence. I guess I never really saw the point. Which probably sounds terrible considering it’s half your job. I don’t mean any offense. I just always felt like if you really had something to say to someone it’s best to say it in person. Not that I don’t understand the effectiveness it has for you to reach your platform. You can reach so many people but they can’t really reach you.” He winced a bit and felt like he was sticking his foot in his mouth. It wasn’t an understatement to say that he didn’t know how to do this kind of thing. 

When she changed her mind he felt his stomach drop a bit. That’s only fair. Probably for the best anyway. Perhaps his charm was worn off and his mask was starting to crack? Maybe she could see something now that she hadn’t seen before. He stiffened up in his seat and offered her a polite smile back. “Sure thing. You’re a busy woman.” He turned his eyes to the road and pondered briefly if he had done something wrong. Cracking his window and removing his cigarettes from cup holder. “Do you mind if I smoke?”

[trevor-lloyd]

 p/crimsxnsins​:

Tulsa was not the kind of person that used violence to solve her problems, she didn’t even use aggressive words to solve her problems. She used her powers of deflection and distraction to change the subject whenever an even remotely hostile situation would occur as avoiding confrontation is what Tulsa is good at. Even with that in mind, she knew that there were dangers in the street of Chicago and no amount of peaceful music blasting through Honey’s was gonna make her forget that. She heard about Takedown from a customer and decided to check it out and see if this was the place for her; she was sure she could ask one of coworkers how to defend herself but why not learn from a professional.

Tulsa gave a nervous smile and shrugged, “I guess self defense? I don’t do anything that really requires me to know it but I guess with all the chaos that happens here, better to know it, right?” She gave a little wave before shaking her head, “Uh, I’m Tulsa. Tulsa Honey.”

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"There is absolutely nothing wrong with taking your personal safety in your own hands. It's hard enough being a woman in the world, let alone a woman in Chicago." He took a seat on the bench. "I think it's the smartest thing a young woman can do these days is make sure they can take care of themselves." He leaned against one of the treadmills while they spoke. "I'm sure we could fit you with a few of our classes and if you're really serious about this get you on a few one on one sparring sessions with one of my trainers. Whatever you're comfortable with." Trevor was always interested in taking in new people. If regular people were coming in to learn self defense than that meant the gym was building the reputation that he was hoping for. This was the place to come if you wanted to learn how to fight. "Nice to meet you, Tulsa. I'm really glad to have you here and I look forward to getting you to the point where you can take down someone my size.” 

[trevor-lloyd]

crimsoncarrigan​:

her hands flew to cover her mouth, eyes finally landing on the person she’d just doused. “oh god. i really am so sorry! honestly, i’m a walking hurricane - swear to god.” she let out a soft laugh, her hands dropping to her sides, defeated. another laugh escaped the nurse as she accepted the napkins. “thank you, though i think i should probably be the one getting them for you.”

a grin crept across carrigan’s face, dabbing away the moisture on her face. “can i at least buy you another coffee? a shot of espresso? a scone?” soft laughter shook carrigan’s shoulders once more. “it the least i can do for the surprise, indoor shower that i just accosted you with.”

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He couldn’t help but laugh with her. The situation was humorous. Whether he was intentionally doused or otherwise, he was definitely awake now. He rubbed his hands together and looked her over. She was pretty drenched by the downpour outside. Grateful he was not as damp as her. "It's really no big deal."

“I’ll definitely take a scone if it’ll ease your conscience.” He laughed again and offered his hand out to her with a smile. “I’m Trevor and don’t feel bad I definitely appreciate the wake up. I’m ready for the day now.” He chuckled some and picked his coffee up to take another drink, sliding his phone into his pocket. The news can wait.

[trevor-lloyd]

xmaggie-birchx​:

She finished her own and smirked. “I think it’s time to head out,” she winked and put her napkin and fork on her plate to signify that she was also finished with her meal. She was quite happy with how this date was going and the food was the icing on the cake. Now, for the cherry on top.

“But yes, I am quite the nerd. I like to collect a lot of different memorabilia pertaining to comic books, pop culture, stuff like that. I mean… I own a comic book shop so there’s your first clue but I also own a few lightsabers, I also have a very extensive PC gaming system which is great cause I also do Twitch streaming as one of my jobs.”

Once the bill was paid, she stood up, walking to the front with him to get their jackets. She put hers on and slung her purse on her shoulder and walked out of the building, waiting for him outside. “That dinner was amazing! Thanks again for showing me this place.”

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"Lightsabers huh? Do you play that game with the music and you've got to lightsaber the little boxes? I have no fucking clue what it's called but I've seen my assistant manager's kids playing it one time when I was over there helping him with his car. It looked fun." After he took care of the bill and left the table, he laughed some and pulled his jacket back onto his shoulders and raised his eyebrows curiously. "What's Twitch?" Trevor wasn't the type of guy to sit around and play video games let alone watch anyone else play video games.

"Yeah it's great." He pointed toward her with a hand in his jacket pocket. "You're great." He smiled and started moving toward the truck. Once again he opened her door for her. He had seen enough movies to know that if you wanted to treat a woman right, you anything the opposite of what he watched his father do growing up. "You're going to have the guide my way. I have no idea where I’m going."

[trevor-lloyd]

crimsoncarrigan​:

*! location: a neutral coffee shop. *! status: open | @crimsonstarters​

the mood over the last few days had seemed to reflect in the weather as carrigan exited swag, the skies opening up to soak her. holding her bag above her head as she ran, carrigan skidded into a nearby coffee shop. she tried to shake off as much of the precipitation as she could before going in, but a puddle still managed to pool under her feet when carrigan stepped in. “y’know.” the nurse sighed, pulling her curls out of their messy bun. “you’d think that, after living in chicago for my whole twenty four years, i’d start carrying an umbrella, but no.” she chuckled, shaking out her hair before realizing she was probably close enough to shake water on the person next to her. “oh, shit. sorry! did i get you?” 

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Trevor over heard the girl talking to herself and didn’t think much of it. Raising his coffee to sip while scrolling through the new article he was reading on his phone. When the cold water hit his face he almost choked on the hot coffee, swallowing quickly and setting the cup on the table in front of him. Chuckling some as she started to apologize. “Only a lot, but it’s fine.”

 He brushed the water off his face and slicked his hair back. “Nothing to worry about, my coffee wasn’t strong enough. Maybe that was the jolt I needed.” He grabbed some napkins off his handle and held them out toward her. “For your face.”

[foxrobbies]

[trevor-lloyd]

xmaggie-birchx​:

“That could be fun. I’m sure I could find time. I guess we’ll have to see how it goes.” She smirked, the sound of camping both nice and also sudden. Maybe after a few more dates but also she wasn’t sure how things would go. He was nice but she still had a lot to think about. Tonight they would have fun though. She was enjoying the date big time. 

When he agreed to seeing her place, she smirked, blushing and nodding. “Cool! I can show you what a huge nerd I actually am.” She winked, sipping her wine gingerly. “You can see my kitchen, my living room, my dining area… my bedroom,” she smirked, looking away as she continued to sip her wine. She found that using the fake confidence she used at Eden when she worked there was really a great tool for the real world. A building didn’t have to dictate whether she used her whiles to get what she wanted. She could do that anywhere. Even if it was fake.

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Trevor’s eyes traced the curvature of her lips. Her presence was intoxicating. Being near her alone made him feel like a better man. A different version of himself that wasn’t hideously traumatized. That hadn’t done all those terrible things to good people, to bad people, to anyone that just so happened to get in his way. To regret or respect the decisions he had made in the past, either way he was still right here, right now. “You go all out? You have posters and figurines and the whole nine?”

When she mentioned her bedroom his smile widened and he looked down at his plate. He chuckled nervously and picked up his wine glass. Tipping it back as his eyes found her again. He finished off the glass and returned it to it’s spot on the table. “So...” He leaned back in his chair and set his napkin over the finished plate of ravioli. “Would you like another glass of wine or should we head out now?” Trevor knew better than to have another glass if he was going to drive. Two glasses at his weight wasn’t nearly enough to impair him past the legal limit. He was excited to see what the rest of the evening would hold. People were their realest selves in their home environment, and Trevor was excited to see just how big of a nerd Maggie really was.

[marvelstarsdaily]

I’m here to challenge myself and to see whether I can shape-shift in an environment that’s actually quite daunting, but which I think would be nice to shine a light into. The destination of any interesting drama is that you shine a light into a place that not many people know about.

[trevor-lloyd]

crimsxndesire​:

…

“Thank you for the drink Trevor,” she smiled at the man who had bought her a drink, “Names Ale, I appreciate the compliment.” She laughed at him, with a head shake, “No, everyone of the girls are fantastic, we just have different styles.” That was the thing with all of the dancers, there wasn’t jealousy between them, at least for Alejandra. She never compared herself to the other girls, because they all had very different styles of burlesque and she appreciated all of them. Leaning towards him, “I promise you’ll enjoy all the dancers.”

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Trevor raised his whisky up to his lips and took a sip, keeping his eyes on the woman as he drank from the glass. “Well I’ll have to take your word for it because this is the first time I’ve ever been somewhere like this. I mean don’t get me wrong I use to bounce at some strip clubs in my younger days. Nothing as tasteful and entrancing at this.” He chuckled some and shook his head and set the glass back down on the bar. “Listen to me, I’m rambling. I’m just saying what you did up there. That was art. For real. Art.”

“I mean it’s really not different from what my guys do in the cage. That’s just another type of art. Movement and self control. A link between mind and body.” He was passionate about his career. Not just professional fighting but self defense. Being able to take care of yourself no matter what. “Have you ever considered taking up fighting? I mean it’s like a football player taking up dancing. It’s a different type of control over your body. Not that you aren’t already amazing, but could you imagine being even better?”

[trevor-lloyd]

crimsonxbaby​:

angel nodded with a smile as he started typing on the computer. she was actually kind of excited about getting starting. hopefully she wasn’t gonna end up antsy. “oh well i’m definitely a dive first kinda gal. some people have occasionally called me impulsive,” she chuckled. she smiled proudly and nodded. “well i’m a female mechanic so you’re absolutely right. i am,” she replied smugly.

“i’m fine with learning anything and everything, really. i just kinda fight. i don’t know that i know a particular style. mostly self defense but also to be able to add this to my list of unconventional talents i have,” she laughed. 

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“Mechanic, huh? Nice, maybe you can help me figure out why my truck is making that weird clicking sound when I turn.”

He scratched the side of his neck and chuckled some. “Cause I’ve been all over and inside it. I have no fucking clue.” He fiddled with a pen as he spoke to his newest client. “Well, if I had to pick a style, I’m most comfortable with Muy Thai. Focuses on striking and clinches. If you've got no previous training, then it should be pretty easy for you to sponge up whatever we've got to teach you here." He chuckled a bit. "I'll have to ask for a list of these unconventional talents at some point. I knew a guy in high school that could shoot milk out of his eyeball. It was disgusting." He laughed a bit and scratched his chest over his shirt. "So I guess unless you have any other questions, I'll see you at your next session."

[trevor-lloyd]

xmaggie-birchx​:

Maggie smiled as he spoke of what he would like to take from where he’s from and felt a warm sensation come over her at the mention of Royal Springs. It sounded so serene and she had to agree, it truly was beautiful. It was probably even better in person, however. She sat back in her seat, listening to him speak more and she enjoyed the genuinely happy expression that adorned his already handsome face. 

“That sounds really nice. I love being out in nature, to be honest. Just relaxing out in the wide open. I grew up in cities my whole life so the peace and quiet sounds incredibly relaxing.” She watched his face, studying the features a bit as he spoke more and she felt herself blushing. She was enjoying this date and even if they were just friends after this, it definitely wasn’t a waste of time being here. 

She took a sip of her wine and sighed happily. “I will have to come back here again! My best friend would love this. We are huge proponents of yummy food.” She smirked. “Thank you for taking me out tonight.” She finished off her wine and soon, her food as well. She sipped water and looked over at him once her plate was clean. “So… after this… do we wanna do more drinks or… we could, I don’t know… go back to my place? If you wanted?”

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“Maybe sometime we can go camping. I know we are both running businesses but it would be nice to spend a couple of days in the woods." He perked up in his seat a bit. He too loved being in the woods. Nature was his escape. He loved taking Rampage with him even though Theo needed a bit more training before she was let off her leash. "There is this place a little over an hour from Chicago called Shabbona Lake. There is a state park. It's really lovely out there." When she began to thank him and spoke up about having to make a return trip to Ollie's he was pretty proud of himself. "I'm glad you enjoyed it and the pleasure is all mine. I'm just grateful that you're enjoying yourself."

The conversation took a turn to what they should do after dinner and he felt his heartbeat begin to pick up. She made him nervous. Like a high school kid with a crush. "Oh...Uhm...yeah. We can...yeah." Of course, he wanted to spend time with her alone. He also didn't want to rush things or seem too eager.

“Let's do it. I’d love to see your place.” He took another bite of his ravioli and reached for another piece of garlic bread. He picked up his eating pace just a bit. Not stuffing his face like a wild animal but he wanted to finish his meal before they moved onto the next portion of their evening. “I actually live above the gym. The guy who built the place made a beautiful three-bedroom home up there.”

[brendenfraser]

[trevor-lloyd]

crimsxndesire​:

Location: Centro Del Sole

Open: @crimsonstarters​

Alejandra smiled as she walked off the stage waving at the happy crowd as she disappeared from their view backstage. Show nights were always mayhem, with half naked women and women in elaborate costumes running around backstage, getting everything ready for their set. She had finished for the night and it was time to enjoy herself and support her fellow burlesque dancer friends. She grabbed her feather robe out of her dressing room before heading to the front to be a part of the crowd. “I’ll have my usual.” She spoke to the bartender as he made quick work of her drink. Handing it to her, “for you, from them,” He told her, pointing at a patron. She smiled at the person who just bought her drink, “Are you enjoying the show?”

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Trevor had decided to take a night off. He has been in a few extra hours the day before on the paperwork end of the business.  Deciding that it would be a good time to explore the city. He has been in Chicago roughly three years now and he still didn’t know his way around too well. He figured beautiful women and drinks couldn't hurt. One particular dancer caught his eye. She wasn't just lovely she has a presence about her. The entire place had their eyes on her while she was on stage and when she stepped into the crowd, Trevor couldn't resist the opportunity. Reaching across the bar catch the bartender's attention waving him over to order a drink to the beautiful dancer draped in her robe.

When she turned her attention to them him he smiled for a moment and moved a few stools over to be closer to her so they didn't have to yell over the music. "I enjoyed it very much but something tells me if you're out here with the commoners than it's all down hill from here. I mean you were great. You killed it up there.”

He took a drink of his old fashioned and offered her his hand. “It’s a pleasure. I’m Trevor.”

[trevor-lloyd]

crimsxnsins​:

Hushed tones or not, the questioning voice still caught Rosa off-guard to the point of letting out a little yelp. She clamped her hand over her mouth as she looked in the direction of the guy she was hiding from. She let out a sigh of relief at the fact that not only did he not hear her little yelp but he was out of sight and therefore she didn’t need to hide anymore. Rosa stood up straight, turning to the man who spoke to her, “I understand if my actions and the yelp don’t speak to me being alright but I can assure that I am 85% alright, thank you for asking.”

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The confusion continued to wash over him as he listened to her. "Eighty-five percent is pretty alright, but you can't blame me for being somewhere concerned because people who are alright don't usually hide behind benches."

“Did you see something or someone you were afraid of?” He didn’t wait very long for her to answer before beginning with his pitch. “I’m in charge of the fight gym. Take down.” Always a chance to get a new client, right? “We do some self defense training. You should come by and give it a shot. Chicago is a tough place and too often pretty little things like yourself end up the victims of some of the most messed up things this city has to offer. It’s just something worth considering.”

[trevor-lloyd]

xmaggie-birchx​:

She smirked as he took the bite of her pasta and felt her breath leave her for just a second, watching his mouth bite down on the fork, his lips over the fork’s tines. She shook out of the revelry and bit her lip, looking down. “It really is.” She felt a blush come over her cheeks as she looked down at her food to eat more. She took a sip of her wine and sighed happily. 

“I’m sorry… a malad? Why cant you just call it a salad with lots of meat?” She giggled, shaking her head. “I didn’t know we were gendering salads now.” She giggled some more. When he regarded her, she smiled and nodded. “I love em. All kinds, if I’m honest. “I’ll take a bite of yours.” She opened her mouth for his fork and once the food was fed to her, she bit down slowly and ate the bite of his pasta, sighing. “Oh my god, that’s incredible. You also have good taste.”

“One dish? Hm…” she thought for a moment then perked up. “Probably my mom’s oatmeal cookies. They’re the only kind of oatmeal cookie I’ll eat so naturally when I finally moved out, I had to learn.” She smirked. “They’re the small bit of home I took with me to Chicago. Now if I could just take the Pacific Ocean with me…” She smirked.

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"Yeah, a malad." He chuckled and took another bite of his ravioli. When she asked for a bite he nodded his head and cut into the little pasta pillow and secured it on the fork before moving it across the table and placed it between her perfect lips. Her beauty was so striking. He knew she could use it as a powerful weapon. Just a glance from her could bring men to their knees. It was mythological. He was sitting across from a goddess.

"Me asking you here speaks to my taste. The food is just secondary." He couldn't help but grin as he took another bite of the delicious pasta, intoxicated by the company. Trevor felt more at home at this table than he had anywhere in quite some time. If nothing but a friendship came from this dinner that was more than enough for him. "I love oatmeal cookies. My mother used to make the peanut butter ones with the Hershey Kisses on them. Those still make me smile." Raising his glass to his lips he finished off his glass of wine before following it up with a sip of water. Clearing his throat a bit and nodding his head when she noted that she would love to take the Pacific Ocean with her. "I completely understand that. If I could take anything with me from Florida, it would be the springs."

Leaning to the side a bite to remove his phone from his pocket. He googled up a picture and turned the phone to face her. "This is my favorite place. It's called Royal Springs. There are all kinds of places like this in Florida." Turning his phone screen off and placing it down on the table. "When I was having a hard time I'd pack up early in the morning and head out to the spring and just stay there all day.

[trevor-lloyd]

sangranteria​:

To say he spread himself thin was understatement as Amadeus worked not one, not two, but three jobs. Part of it was because he was never able to stand still, always seeking out opportunity, and the other was the simple need to keep his hands busy and out of his apartment. His time as a bouncer at Genesis three days a week kept him on his toes and rubbing elbows with all kinds of clients for his primary business and what he prioritized over everything— his jewelry store. The training position at Takedown, which was no more than two days a week that was always changing, served a similar purpose of keeping busy as well as ensuring Jude wasn’t ever slacking off. 

He was off for the day at work, particularly because he needed to lend a closer eye to the red flags that come up in his absence. The dealings that made his store stand out were starting to draw attention along with certain jewelry pieces he sent out through those very same ports. He should have strayed away from the offer, but there was still opportunity to be claimed. There was something to be earned in pushing himself to work just a little harder, a soreness and a burn that he could benefit from.

“What times?” Jude asked, though it more for clarification than anything else. He was ready to take the responsibility. “I’ll do it.”

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Trevor had spent a lot of time and money getting his cage installed. This meant everything to him. Getting legit fights going out of the gym meant a lot less guys turning to the Den to fill their needs. Most importantly a good name for Takedown and more money to put into the place to keep the progress going. When the trainer asked what time, he sighed in relief and set the phone flat on the desk. “Two, one hour session from five to seven pm. It’s two of the pros and they just need to keep up what they’re working on. I just need a body in the cage.” Grateful with Amadeus agreed to the session. “I really appreciate it man. You’re really helping me out.”

“I’m this close. I just need to hammer out the details. I wouldn’t bother you with asking but my full time guys are booked to the brim.” He picked his phone up and chuckled a bit. “I swear I’m done bothering you for the day.” He tapped the desk with his knuckles and turned back toward his office and nodded toward Amadeus. “Thanks again man.”

[trevor-lloyd]

crimsonxbaby​:

angel smiled back at him as he moved behind the counter. she lightly rested her elbow on the counter, her chin in her hand. angel tossed her long fiery hair over her shoulder as she watched him look through the available times. the faust girl tilted her head in thought. “let’s go with the 7:30. people like to pick their cars up late,” she said with a nod. “i’m good with a session running late. sometimes i tend to get lost in things so i’m sure it’ll happen from time to time,” she chuckled. 

angel nodded, listening. a good natured smirk tugged at her lips at his description of her. “spitfire. i like it. well i wouldn’t say i don’t have any bad habits so fast but let’s hope that i don’t,” she laughed. “but thanks. i hope i don’t prove you wrong. at least in that aspect. i do have a terrible enjoyment in proving people’s assumptions about me wrong,” she teased with a playful wink. 

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“Wednesdays and Saturdays it is.” He typed away at the computer and put her name into the system. We will handle billing and everything later.” When she said she didn’t mind sessions running late, he couldn’t help but grin. “I like that. I like someone who gets in there and dives in headfirst. I like focused people.” He stepped back around the counter and looked her up and down. She was feisty. Trevor enjoyed women that have so much personality it was bursting out of seems. "Something tells me what you're really good at proving people wrong."

“So what exactly are you looking for? Any particular style of fighting you’re wanting to learn. Are you just trying to brush up on self defense? You wanna become a professional? What is the goal so I know what exactly I’m trying to help you achieve?”