#C: Sawyer

[valentina--ricci]

"I'm just saying, everyone talks about eternal sunshining themselves for romantic partners. But imagine if we could delete every memory of our fathers?" Valentina let out a snort of a laugh as she poured Sawyer and herself another shot. They were of course drunk safely in the comfort of Valentina's home. Away from any prying eyes. Lorna's return to Tonopah Valley had been such a nice surprise and no matter how much she wanted to talk to Sawyer about it, she knew that Lorna was on her own timeline of introducing herself into the life of the Deckers. But it was all she could think about as they sat in her home and caught up. "Anyway, I think we should order food. I'm fucking starving. And I'm too drunk to cook." She sat back in her chair and kicked her feet up. "You pick what we eat, I can't think any more today." @sawyerdecker

[lupe-valdez]

"I feel like there has to be someone we can hold accountable for this sandstorm. I spent way too much time googling sandstorm defense systems last night. And then guess who I was up against in court this morning? That butthole of a man, Calvin, who refuses to ever match his pant color to his blazer color. And then somehow still wants to act smarter than me. I mean, come on." Lupe rolled her eyes as she and Sawyer had lunch in the conference room before taking on the rest of the day, though they were talking while both on their phones as well. "So glad I only slept with him once," she added with a sigh. "What's your afternoon look like? I have a 5 minute space in my schedule where we could scream into the void together." @sawyerdecker

[memoryremainsl]

Closed starter - @windynwild “I’m not trying to baby you. It’s called taking care of my friends.” Local: Chalé de Circe.

Os olhos verdes de Lipnía mediram a amiga dos pés até a cabeça, cogitando a possibilidade de dobra-la em pequenas dobraduras e guardar seu origami dentro do baú. Ela era boa demais para escapar pelo mundo. "Eu só estou sentindo uma fraqueza estranha, um formigamento espalhado no corpo inteiro, nada com o que se preocupar." O sorriso foi se alargando em sua face conforme a mão da semideusa acariciava o canto vago em sua cama, convidando-a indiretamente para se sentar ali. "Então? Vai aceitar ficar aqui e assistir de novo aquele filme da Grécia? Onde a menina vai se casar e chama os três pais?"

[downthecove]

@carp3diems asked: 1 [M/M] — declan & sawyer?

MEME: 𝚂𝙼𝚄𝚃𝚃𝚈 𝙶𝙸𝙵 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙿𝚃𝚂 STATUS: accepting

Wanting to seem more mundane and have an alibi to hide from the cops, Declan moved in with a group of the most random people paired together. Most of the roommates were out and about, but Sawyer came home from a came and he had just arrived from a heist. They were both so on edge that they couldn't even wait to go to one of their rooms. Instead he was laid out on the living room floor while his hands wandered around the hockey player. "If they catch us, you won't just be called the demon anymore." He smirked as his hands moved down his back and then over the curve of his ass. Declan squeezed both of Sawyer's cheeks over his underwear, getting a good feel of them. He leaned up to deepen the kiss, both of their members rubbing up against each other. Clearly, he wasn't going to stop since he didn't care about being caught.

[fcundaticnsofdecay]

@exsanguinatc liked for a starter

based: linked in source

he swore that he would never do some stupid shit again that could land him back in prison. for a while he had made a real go of it too with earning straight. that was until he got caught up in an old friend's mess that had ended with his name gracing tv screens with the word wanted beneath it. it had been accident but he knew it wouldn't matter. he knew that the moment that the police ran his record he would be done for. that was why he had left behind the life that he had built for himself. he had taken off only to find himself in some podunk town that looked like it had yet to enter the twenty first century.

he realized that they didn't care if he paid cash and he thankfully had plenty of that. he had paid for a month in advance and no questions were asked. the one curious thing was the owners were a couple who had a fully grown child. she apparently still lived with them and they lived on the property. he had noticed how she had started to come around. at first he had brushed her off but loneliness had started to set in. he found himself passed out in the middle of the day when there was a knock on his door. he groaned as he realized that he wasn't imagining it and he forced himself up. a yawn came from him as he stumbled towards the door only to see her," are you lost?"

[malhclmes]

status: closed ( @sawyer-harris​ ) location: red cat records

Plucking a copy of Jeff Buckley’s Grace from the row of CDs he’s flipping through, Mal says suddenly to Sawyer beside him, “Yo, what’s the first album you ever bought? I’m feeling like mine mighta been Buckley, I’ve got this vivid memory of being in some random ass music store when I was nine or ten and stuffing a copy in my backpack.”

[luhciferwritess]

[ SHELTER ] sender can’t sleep due to a loud thunderstorm so they come to receiver’s bedroom to stay in their bed with them. / Sawyer & Runa, make that shit very fraternal and cute, thanks <3

The rain outside was pouring loudly and heavily, there were large three outside of Sawyer’s window that kept blowing leaves into the glass creating a sound that made her toss and turns every five seconds, the thunders made her curl almost like she was trying to hide within her own body curling in a ball to make the noises go away. They didn’t. It wasn’t a question of mind over matter, she simply had to accept that she wouldn’t change the weather by pretending it wasn’t there. The best she could do was lie awake and wait for it to pass, so she did that, her eyes watching the rain against the glass, her ears capturing the weird distorted sounds roaring outside.

Hours would pass like this like it always did since she was a little girl, sometimes when her therapist would ask her how it started she would say: I don’t know, maybe it was something when I was a baby. Or she would lie and tell people that maybe it was because her parents died on a rainy day, but that was a bigger lie, it was sunny when they died, it was sunny and it smelled like fresh fruits and blood on the floor, like expensive perfume and plastic clothes. There was no rain that night, but there was heavy rain and thunder that shook the building the first time she had been locked in the basement of Nicholas’ mansion with him. He would rather have it raining whenever he punished her, punishment slash Pavlovian conditioning.

In school she didn’t have to fear the man, she still feared the rain tho and the noises, she tried to wonder about other things, like the midnight sky, the hidden stars, how the grass would feel tomorrow and if the soldiers would allow them to skip gym class, maybe she would take Elias to smoke outside, they could sneak through the broken fence when no one was looking and go to the bar to get a hot beverage and pretend they were back at NY on their old school causing trouble and still being brilliant. Or maybe she would just stay in her bedroom, pretending to be sick, she could get Runa on board of that, one of them was always sick so it was easy to just lie and skip class locked inside of their room resting while pretending that one of them was having a crisis. 

 Her imagination had to stop running scenarios when her door was slowly opened and small footsteps were heard walking towards the bed, the light coming from her window and from the nightlight on her bedstand made clear the identity of her visitor. Quietly she sat on the bed making room for her sister with a sigh. “  You okay?  ”  The question was more of a come on now, tell me what’s happening, even if Sawyer already knew what was probably going on. Runa’s answer was almost the same as her thought had gathered by now ‘i can’t sleep’.  “  Come, hop in. ”  The blankets were lifted so Runa could lay by her side and quietly the two of them shuffled a little trying to figure out the right combination for both of them, they settle for the usual, the end, both of them laying on their side, facing each other, their fingers linked and their bodies curled up like they were in their own little private world.

“  Tell me about your day. ” The soft smile was almost heard through her tone, she was terrified of the sounds and the storm outside, but nothing of that mattered right now, because she wasn’t thinking about herself, she was thinking about her little sister, her little sister who had gone through so much and almost never ran to her arms for comfort, her little sister who Sawyer tried to protect from so much and in the end had only threw at the wolves without realizing how bad it was. Her little sister whom she was afraid that would be yet another person who would never realize or know how much she loved her, how much Sawyer would do anything for her and how much she regretted not being better to. “  You don’t have to be mean to him, you know that, right? He’s not exactly being mean to you either, you two are more alike than you care to admit...Just...Ignore him and you will be fine. Or kiss him, like honestly, I’m not allowed to judge you...If he hurts you, tho? I’m killing him, I don’t mind, I know how to hide a body...Just keep telling me about your day, I want to hear it and I’m here...You can fall asleep if you want to, anytime, I promise I’ll be here. ”

[torturedbrxs]

closed starter | sawyer & creedence | @aflamboyanceofgays​

Sawyer rode on his horse, trotting alongside the the river that went through his property. After a few minutes he noticed someone. Sawyer was a bit apprehensive at first but still climbed down from his horse and walked over to them. They were naked and seemed a little out of it. Maybe they came down the river in a canoe or something. “Hey. Wake up,” Sawyer said while grasping the man’s bare thigh to shake him. 

[will-york]

"Oh no this one tastes like pure copper," Will said with a wince as he pushed the glass away from him. "How's that one? Any luck?" Will was glad that Sawyer took him up on trying the beer flights with him, especially because he felt like he didn't got enough time to see all of his favorite people all in one place. Well, most of them at least. "This one is supposed to be sweet, I'm not crazy about sweet beers but I'm always open minded," he told her as he picked up the next one, "Cheers, what's your next one?" @sawyerdecker

[annabethblossom]

Text: Hey! We're rooming together, beautiful. I'd be so much more stoked about this if my baby sister wasn't gonna be there too, but hey - I'll take whatever good the universe can throw me right now. (Sawyer)

Text: I'm looking forward to it, Sir. Stacy's adorable but I'm sure we can find some time to have private fun if you're not interested in having her watch or join in. Maybe some shower time?

[annabethblossom]

On my way as soon as I put on some special lingerie for you, Sir.

Very, very safe assumption to make, beautiful. We've been talking about all the things you could do for me for like, weeks now. I'm kind of going out of my mind here, so consider this an order: get that pretty little ass to my suite in the next ten minutes, and I don't want you wearing anything but the sexiest bra and panties you own.

[valentina--ricci]

"And here I thought both of us would be on time today," Valentina told Sawyer with a laugh as they both arrived at their usual lunch spot at the same time. Valentina's friendship with Sawyer had been easy. Two women who immediately found respect for each other. And then Valentina's father had put out on a hit on Sawyers brother and ended up killing Roman's sister in the process. Since then, Val had been carrying around a bit of guilt, not that she really should have considering that Shep had lived but someone had died who wasn't supposed to and it had been her own father who had made that call. Especially for a man who was now missing himself. And it only left Val suspicious. Still, she valued her friendship with Sawyer and was doing her best to just carry on like everything was fine. "Is this a wine or tequila kind of lunch? How's your day going?" @sawyerdecker

[winterswake]

TOM BLYTH as Coriolanus Snow in The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes (2023)

[fcundaticnsofdecay]

@satinssheets liked for a starter from here

"not that i mind but what are you doing? did something happen?"

[scarlettxmcknight]

Scarlett clenched her jaw, a flicker of fear in the back of her mind when he said he was bored. She had dealt with bored masters before, and it usually didn't end well. She gave him a flat look, "I apologized already, and yes I do have somewhere to be, and soon." Scarlett let out an impatient sigh. "What's it gonna take for you to let me go back to my room?"

"You do realize I don't actively care, don't you?" A pause. "Let's not get pathetic. I'm bored, you're here, and that's all there is to this," he responded to her scowl with a mocking one of his own, his light laughter accompanying her half-assed apology. "God fucking damn it you're bad at this shit." With an sarcastic whistle, he crossed his arms over his chest, a cheeky grin growing as she cut the conversation short. "Alright, alright. I get it, you're in a hurry, you got places to be, points to earn back. Life must be really hard right now."

[freddinho]

starter fechado  |  @sbroussard​

Frederick não tinha muitos amigos pelo acampamento, não os que ele se importava de verdade, é claro. Conhecia muita gente por ser um cargo importante, mas não era esses que faria questão de visitar em sua volta ao Meraki. No primeiro dia, sua atenção foi para seus irmãos, mas logo tratou de buscar por aqueles que conhecia mais intimamente. No caso de Sawyer, ela não sabia muito dele, mas talvez fosse justamente isso que ele gostava tanto nela. Procura a filha de Néftis pelo panteão egípcio, ergue a barra de chocolate a sua frente assim que a encontra.  “Eu espero que tenha acertado dessa vez.”  Fez piada em referência a última escapadinha ao lado de fora, onde tentou ser gentil, como quase nunca era, e trazer o chocolate que ela tanto dizia gostar. Até hoje ele não sabe se foi uma indireta ela repetir tantas vezes sobre o doce, mas iria fazer o agrado de qualquer forma.