criminals and liars

she said "how can i relate to somebody who doesn't speak?". i feel like i'm just treading water. is it the same for you?

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wtcddy‌:

“ YOU’RE DOING A GREAT JOB of that, ” he drawls, turning the cracked phone over in his hands. it, unfortunately, still works, though it glitches at the edges—it’s an excuse to snag the new iphone, but it’s still a shame his rashness lead him this far down the raging rabbit hole. finally, he casts her a glance, sucking in a breath because goddamnit, she was surely on that list, and it’s the least professional thing to send to a subordinate. much less one who’s familiarized with all of that mess personally. “ sorry if i’m not so artful with my dick—there’s no way to make it look pretty. it’s a dick, after all. i’d like to see you try to pull off the same aesthetic. ” there’s a suggestion in his words, followed by the subtle rise of his brows, but he reckons she’ll smoothly brush it off—these, ah, working types tend not to take come-ons too seriously. “ oh, wouldn’t you like to know ? you don’t have to worry about my love life, eden, i’m doing well for myself. drowning in bitches, clearly. ” there’s a beat, the slight tilt of his head. “ and who’s to say i didn’t mean to send it to you ? ”

“why thank you, HANDSOME. i pride myself on doing my best.” she smirks and stifles a chuckle at his comment. teddy should be one to know that her aesthetic was never anything far from immaculate. some people might view vainness as a weakness, or an undesirable trait; but in eden’s line of work, it was of paramount importance to bring in the money and the clients. she doesn’t take the opportunity to comment, before he’s opening his mouth again. it’s greeted by a playful role of her eyes. “oh, i know teddy. that’s why you spend so much money when you come to the club. all those bitches.” she almost hisses the last word at him, before putting on a near-convincing false smile. “why would you send it to me? that’s the better question.” she’s leaning onto his shoulder now, her lips only a few inches away from his neck. a spot she knows drives him crazy. the temptation is there.

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tinypctcl‌:

Multiple drugs coursing through her she sought out a some sort of fun. Escaping the clutches of her detail for the night she found herself at bar. It was very likely that you would find Riona in a bar on almost any day of the week so her being in the packed alehouse. Finding herself at the the horse shoe counter she sat herself down, one hand toying with her cross necklace that she always wore, the other wiping any residue from the powdery contents that the necklace held. “hmm?” she questioned, looking at the girl. “oh Gin and Tonic.” she winked at the bartender. “thanks babe.” her eyes now falling to the woman next to her.

she’s quick to spot what’s hanging around the blonde girl’s neck - her heart hammering at the thought of swindling some of the good stuff for herself. best to play it cool at first. she slides the bartender over her card nonchalantly, retrieving the gin and tonic. “i’m eden, by the way.” she takes a sip of her beer, moving a wave of dark hair away from her face, as she focuses her attention on her new drinking parter. “nice necklace.”

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she finds herself alone at a bar, on a weeknight. not a rare occurrence; but a rare occurrence that the only drug lacing her bloodstream tonight is alcohol. she tries the ignore the obnoxious cravings that her brain is firing at her body; telling her to track down her next high. money is tight. it’s the end of the month. part of her is praying some lonely bar-goer will offer to split some lines. but it seems up to her to make the first move. “another beer for me. ”she turns to her barmate, a coy smirk on her plump lips. “pick your poison. you can pay me back later.”

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wtcddy‌:

DID HE SEND A MASS TEXT containing a full frontal shot of his cock to every contact in his phone including his grandmother ? that can’t be proven unless you’re one of the lucky recipients of teddy junior. did he realize there was a mass text feature included in the new os ? no, he did not—or at least, not until it was too late. curiosity and the primal urge to jab any red button truly does kill the dick pic, and that’s why he’s hiding out here—drowning the blush in his cheeks with a few waves of amber whiskey and wishing the last bullet to whiz past his hair had better aim. he downs the last few drops of his drink and sparks a cigarette to life, huffing the first cloud into the face of the doorman who regards him with nothing less than a glare and a deep scowl as he crosses the bar’s threshold. the cool night air kisses over his flushed skin, and teddy’s minutes away from a full mental snap as he sinks against the brick, fingers raking themselves through his hair like a nervous tick. he’s looking at his phone like it’s a fucking bomb ready to ignite in his face, so he does what any logical man who has committed a mortal sin does. he beats it into the pavement with the heel of his sneaker. “ —mother fucker. fuck, fuck, FUCK ! why did god make me this fucking stupid ? ” it’s not that he’s ashamed of what he’s packing—he’s actually quite proud of his dick’s prowess—it’s the thought that he’ll never be able to look his colleagues in the eye, much less speak to his grandmother ever again, that really worms its way under his skin. as if they didn’t think he was a dick already. there’s someone approaching, heavy, thudding footsteps rocking the ground he’s sinking into. “ please tell me you have a gun and a grudge. ”

“i have a gun, but i prefer to watch my prey suffer.” eden half-jokes, cocking a brow at teddy. she had been one of the ‘lucky’ recipients of his earlier message; much to her dismay. she would’ve presumed that he might have deleted her number. they hardly had a meaningful relationship - sans a few hook-ups here and there. the pair never really saw eye to eye. maybe it was eden’s outlandish attitude and loud mouth; too similar to teddy to get along, although she would never admit that aloud. “you don’t photograph well. the angle and lighting was awful. much better in person” she purses her lips; her eyes darting between the boy’s face and his now destroyed phone, laying limply on the sidewalk. “who was the lucky recipient meant to be?” she walks around to the other side of him, brushing his shoulder’s lightly with the tips of her fingers. “they’ll sure be heartbroken when they find out it landed in my hand.”

[truehavocs]

( danielle campbell, 22, cisfemale, she/her ) Was that EDEN SINCLAIR ? I heard a rumor they work for the FAUST family, but who knows for sure ? They can be a bit NARCISSISTIC  &  BLUNT, but I also heard they can be DAUNTLESS & PERSUASIVE. You’ll usually find them at GENESIS in their spare time, when they’re not being an ESCORT/INFORMANT. You may want to keep an eye on that one !

hi guys!! i’m red and here to introduce u to my baby; eden!! lmk if u wanna plot <3

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[truehavocs]

( danielle campbell, 22, cisfemale, she/her ) Was that EDEN SINCLAIR ? I heard a rumor they work for the FAUST family, but who knows for sure ? They can be a bit NARCISSISTIC  &  BLUNT, but I also heard they can be DAUNTLESS & PERSUASIVE. You’ll usually find them at GENESIS in their spare time, when they’re not being an ESCORT/INFORMANT. You may want to keep an eye on that one !

hi guys!! i’m red and here to introduce u to my baby; eden!! lmk if u wanna plot <3

FULL NAME eden elle sinclair GENDER  cisfemale/sher AGE  twenty two BIRTHDAY  november 9th ZODIAC  scorpio ORIENTATION  bisexual EDUCATION  high school graduate OCCUPATION  escort & informant for the faust family

backstory

born to a middle class family in illinois. had a pretty average upbringing. always found herself living in her older brother’s shadow and getting overlooked by parents and other relatives.

early in her teen years, she began to experiment with drugs, partying, sex. all the things her parents would deem ‘taboo’. those were the things that made her feel alive.

quickly became the black sheep of her family and her parents stopped inviting her to family events. eden learnt that unless you were perfect, the sinclairs didn’t want you to be seen.

the last time she saw them was at a family gathering the day of her twentieth birthday. she showed up high as a kite and sat in the corner for an hour, before taking to the stage and giving her parents a piece of her mind, which swiftly resulted in her being kicked out

moved to chicago on a whim and started as a dancer at genesis - before realising she could earn a couple extra bucks by doing something more. and getting in with the faust family earned her protection

if her clients happen to slip up and drop any useful info on her, she reports back to the fausts straight away; for a monetary reward ofc

personality

speaks her mind no matter what it costs. if you’re looking for brutal honesty, come to eden

will do anything for her next high, even if it means putting herself and others in dangerous

knows she’s beautiful. her parents rarely commented on anything positively besides her appearance

if you manage to befriend her, she’s fiercely loyal. but she keeps her inner circle small and rarely fully trusts anybody

is fluent in sarcasm

would fuck your dad or your mom if you turned your back on her for about 10 seconds

can actually be.... really frickin emotional. but tries not to show that side of her to anyone

has mad abandonment issues so once she’s attached to you... she’s attached

is secretly always seeking validation from you

loosely inspired by effie stonem in skins

wanted connections

an on/off toxic relationship. bound to end in tears, but here we are

fwbs/one night stands/hook ups (past and present)

good influences

bad influences

party friends!!

i would LOVE  a roommate for eden?? maybe they r rlly good friends or just a random who accepted her ad in the local paper or online whatevs

regular clients at genesis

frenemies and rivals

straght up enemies yo gimme that angst

an ex that ended badly... gimme tension again

straight up anything hehe

[adeles]

#i’m both

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