#Mikey way fc

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HOW THEY DEAL WITH DISRESPECTFUL NEIGHBORS — MULTI [Summer Preferences]

A/N: thanks for voting on my poll, which I already knew who was going to win that but I still wanted to do a preference anyway since I never got around to writing what I originally wanted for my other characters on my summer prompt list rip to that idea! I’m writing in the order of which was voted from most to least highest minus one character.

WARNINGS: language, violence is sometimes the answer 🤭 + FC changed for Mikey due to recent news unfortunately, *GIF DOES NOT BELONG TO ME, not here to argue with anyone that feels different and you’re always welcome to keep imagining JB or simply do not engage with this.

<- read my previous summer anthology prompt here.

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~ARMANDO~

He doesn’t take disrespect lightly.

The both of you lived just fine in your condo out in Miami, although Armando preferred the privacy more than anything he just kept this to the back of his mind that he was going to provide for your dream house together. Having your four year old daughter, Isaura only gave him more drive to get out of here.

The neighbors that lived on the floor directly above you, were all wide smiles and friendly making it their special job to try and introduce themselves to whoever they caught. They found you three at the pool one Sunday evening before dinner. Armando immediately felt they were weird telling you later that night in bed beside you, “they look like they eat people.”

“Armando!” You scolded as you slipped a bonnet on a half sleep Isaura, “they do but maybe they’re just the over friendly type.”

Armando sucked his teeth as he reached around you to snatch the sleepy toddler into his chest, “niña, can you say oblivious? tell mama that’s exactly what she is.”

Isaura just shifted her head looking away from the both of you.

“See, even your own daughter doesn’t want to listen to your mess. Give me my baby back so I can put her down,” you waved your fingers while Armando swings his legs to the edge of the bed.

He shifts the tiny girl against him and shakes his head, “nah, I got it. Got to make sure the fucken weirdos aren’t hiding in her room since you don’t want to believe me.”

“Hey, watch your mouth!” You lecture while Armando rolls his eyes, peeking down to see if Isaura even budged at his foul language before you continued, “I don’t know what goes in your mind sometimes,” you sigh with a shake of your head as Armando makes his way to the door, “…now you know I’m going to be up half the night checking on her.”

“Don’t worry about it, daddy’s gonna take the daybed just in case.”

Frowning you respond, “So you’re just going to abandon me?”

Armando snorts, “there’s enough of me to go around but if you wanna stay hold up in here by yourself, when we have the hills have eyes lurking from the floor above, that’s on you.”

“Bastard.” You muttered just as Armando was about to shut the door.

“What was that, mami?”

“I said I’m getting my neck pillow.” You answered as Armando laughs to himself, leaving the door open just a crack before carrying on down the hallway.

Armando would peep the disrespect more than you would but mostly on separate occasions. First it started with the husband constantly taking Armando’s assigned parking spot with one of his many cars, he would always turn up right when Armando had to circle around to take someone else’s, and when he was face to face with the husband’s false apologies and story about how he had to keep his monster truck locked away in storage thirty minutes away from the building, yet he always decided to take it out when Armando worked late nights…which was pretty convenient if you asked Armando.

Then you would tell Armando how the wife would make…interesting comments about how many more kids you two planned to have. “Hopefully a soccer team with your good looks!” She would laugh as she gripped your wrist. She would also ask: How you two managed to have free time with a four year old and if she was receiving enough attention between the two of you? That last question was off putting because why was this woman worrying about your child? Then if you listened closely enough, around the time it was time for Isaura’s nap or bedtime, whether Mike, Marcus and his family, or your best friend or family were watching her while the both of you were at work, the couple would decide to either start salsa lessons (according to the wife, Amy) which ended up turning into salsa lessons with no clothes directly on the floor, the husband winked at Armando who was not the least bit impressed.

“I think it’s common courtesy that you two learn to keep it down for not only us who have a child…who also has a routine but for your other neighbors as well. I’m sure there’s plenty of classes out in town you two can get into outside of this building.” You hinted to them.

“Oh sorry! I told Kit we were being too loud, see honey?!” She weakly slaps the wannabe WWE star against his buff chest, “We’ll definitely keep everyone more in mind this time, again sorry about that.” Amy apologizes.

“A man has needs though, am I right?” Kit would laugh, clapping his hand down on Armando’s shoulder who peeked at it, wondering why this man was so comfortable touching him.

Armando sniffed, “and you need to have some respect is all that we’re saying. Along with removing your hand from me.”

“Hey now! No need for the animosity, we’re all friends here neighbor!” Kit says as he applies a little more pressure on his hold of Armando’s shoulder but that only causes Armando to darken his stare.

Even Armando knew that statement was fake. Next thing he knows, when he’s heading out to work the morning after, he’s got a broken side mirror on the driver’s side and a large scratch on the passenger door with Kit’s car—that’s usually parked to the right of Armando’s—already gone for the day. Armando doesn’t take long to assess the situation, jaw tight as he looks around the garage for where exactly the cameras are. He would be hacking those as soon as he clocked in and didn’t give a damn who had something to say about it. He ended up calling you on the way to work, thanks to him phoning Dorn to carpool—him and Kelly had a disagreement so she drove to work on her own—to tell you exactly what happened since it was one of those days where you clocked in earlier than he did.

“I’ll try and keep him from doing something stupid.” Dorn calls out to you from the driver’s side.

You whisper as you stepped out briefly from working with a client as an aesthetician, “would you? I know it’ll be hard—

“I’m right here.” Armando reminded, “I’m done dealing with their creepy asses, Kit better hope I don’t see him when I get home tonight because his ass might turn up missing.”

You didn’t even argue because once Armando had something made up in his mind, it was hard for him to ever see another perspective. Also you didn’t doubt that Kit had something to do with it.

The last straw was when Kit and Amy’s German shepherd nipped towards Isaura’s face, when you had a minor confrontation with Amy, who you ran into while out shopping. She tried to sweep over the fact that she admitted to wishing that it was Armando on top of her instead of her actual husband and that it wasn’t a big deal because Kit was doing the same with you. Not only did she fix her mouth to say that, she also said she thought about what a kid would look like with her looks and Armando’s. “There’s nothing wrong with daydreaming.”

She said and it felt like she had spit in your face at how wicked her smile was on her overfilled lips. Again she was too close in your space but once Isaura ripped a cry so loud below along with the sounds of snarling from Amy’s dog, you didn’t hesitate to pull your child up into your arms and to kick at the dog.

“What’s wrong with you?!” Amy yelled pulling on her pet’s leash, “He’s just an animal!”

“An animal who tried to bite my kid’s face off! You’re lucky my foot didn’t connect but next time my fist won’t miss yours.”

“Are you threatening me?!”

“It’s not a threat, It’s a promise.” You concluded, “Stay away from my family if you know what’s good for you.”

“Excuse me? What does that mean?” Amy kept a tight hold on the leash now, “These are the things Kit and I get for being good neighbors?!”

You stopped in your tracks as you turned to give Amy one last look while you cradled a scared Isaura to your chest, “it means exactly what you think it means. Y’all keep saying your good neighbors but is that in the building with us or in your sick delusions? I’m warning you Amy, back the fuck off or you’ll really be sorry.”

Amy sticks her nose up in the air, “my uncle is the best lawyer in the city. If you’re thinking about harming my family then I’ll sue both of you so hard that little Laura will have no choice but to have a new family. Kit and I have been trying for months for a little one and Laura is the cutest thing.”

Laughing you found it hilarious that Amy thought she could continue to try you with her mind games. She really didn’t know who she was fucking with.

“I can guarantee that your uncle doesn’t have shit on my man. Also my father-in-law is a pretty good detective and he’s already heard about you two, just waiting for the word. The difference between you and I, is that I love only one man. And sweetie, it’s no competition when I’ve already won. Now you enjoy the rest of your day…before it expires.” It was your turn to send her a sickeningly charming smile as you spun back on your heels.

Leaving her like a gapping fish, you make your way back to your car, strapping Issy in with another caress to her face, quadruple checking that the dog didn’t do anything to her face and handing Issy one of her toys to cuddle with on the way back home. As you started your engine, you immediately called Armando through the car’s Bluetooth before pulling off from the curb.

It’s game night when there’s a knock on the door. Since Armando is helping Issy with the game piece on the game board, you push off the couch to get the door.

“Oh hi!” You greet, which makes Armando also move to get to his feet.

“We’re your new neighbors on the floor above who just moved in and we wanted to say thanks for the blueberry crumble and bottle of wine you sent our way, you really didn’t have to do that! We just thought it would be the kind thing to find the time to come down and introduce ourselves.” The woman speaks first with her hand held out.

You grasp her hand with a warm smile as you say, “mostly everyone is to themselves here but we got…pretty close with our old neighbors and my boyfriend, Armando and I thought we’d keep the tradition going.”

Armando gives a short wave at the two new faces as he stands beside you now, “hello,” he addresses the two while he bounces a giggly Issy on his hip.

“Aw, she’s so precious! Isn’t she, Steven?” The girl at the door elbows the guy beside her.

You take in her expression carefully, “do you two have any kids?”

She jabbed a thumb at the taller man, “Oh I’ll leave that all to my brother here.”

“I don’t have any…at least no one’s ever told me anything.” He nonchalantly shrugged while he looked off in thought up from his phone, while his sister rolls her eyes at him.

Armando snickers, which makes you quirk up a brow at him.

“Do you guys know where the other tenants moved off to? The agent says it was pretty abrupt but we got a steal on most of their furniture.” The young girl chats.

Armando speaks up, “heard they really wanted to explore more of Europe…guess Miami living inspired them to see what else the world has to offer.”

“Sweet,” Steven nods, “that would be a dream.”

“That is what they say life is,” Armando adds as he sends a quick wink to you while you lightly shake your head at him. He then slips an arm around your waist appearing as a Kodak moment to the siblings outside the door, “but welcome to the neighborhood you two, I’ve got a feelin’ you’ll be good neighbors.”

In short: he eliminates the problem.

~RIO~

He had been away on a business trip when he gets back home earlier than expected. He likes to do this sometimes, liking to surprise you with his pop-in’s—take that how you will. What he wasn’t expecting was his ex sitting in the sitting room with you, the two of you chatting to the right of the home from the foyer over a bottle of tequila.

“…so the hell are you gonna tell lollipop king?”

“Girl, who?”

“You know his name, Christopher!”

You laugh followed by a groan, “he’ll find out sooner than later since old man Stewart and him are practically golfing buddies who act like they don’t gossip.”

Rio used that moment to clear his throat from his leaned position against the doorway. He didn’t like how your guard was down as he just lingered there, you slouched on the couch and Rhea balled up in one of the living chairs but that was another conversation. He needed to know just what you were hiding from him and now.

“Tell me what, mama?” Rio rasped, hands clasped in front of him.

Rhea’s mouth formed into an O-shape, getting ready to collect her things but Rio cuts his eyes at the short haired woman too, “nah, you don’t gotta leave on my account.”

“Believe me I’m not,” Rhea sassed as she collected her square glass and the almost empty bottle, “I’m going to check on our son while you guys—debrief.”

You gasped, “this involves you too, you know?!”

“I don’t live here!”

“Could have fooled me.” Rio adds as Rhea makes her way by him, bumping her shoulder with his.

Rio just snorts as the woman heads across the hall towards the side entrance of the kitchen. When he sets his eyes back on you, he watched as you used one of your hands to pinch in between your brows as you pulled your bottom lip into your mouth. The buzzed haired man then plops down beside you, lolling his head to meet your gaze but you just quickly down the rest of your drink.

“What’s going on?” Rio questions.

You exhale, “oh nothing much, it’s good to see you though!”

“You’re tipsy on a Wednesday afternoon and not on wine…something’s up?” Rio analyzed you pretty quick, which was to be expected.

Exhaling you close your eyes, thinking if maybe you just dozed off then Rio would leave you alone and Rhea would sneak out with Marcus out the back. You knew that was a slim chance since that boy loved his father a lot and would want to see him before heading back home with his mom.

Your eyes were widened as Rio gripped your bandaged hand, making you wince as he did so. You were hoping that he wouldn’t notice but you couldn’t be that much of a fool, not when it came to your husband.

“I’m going to ask only one more time before I start looking for answers myself, so tell me what happened?” Rio quizzes one last time.

Sighing you meet Rio’s eyes as you tell him, “Polly’s mother is visiting and she started shit with Marcus while he was outside playing in the front yard. I was bringing the plants from the garage up front when this all happened but Stewart saw it happening from his window and came out before I got up front. I handled it, she got HOA involved, and now apparently there’s a meeting on Saturday morning.”

The shift in Rio was instant as he sat up, still holding your hand in his lap, “she don’t even live here and she thinks she can say something to the kid? Did she do this to your hand? Give me the details, mama.”

And so you did. You told him how Marcus was running around out front keeping himself entertained while you were dragging the outdoor plants that you thought would look nice in the backyard up front from the garage. It took some time for you to pick up on the yelling, making the palm of your hand get impaled by one of agave leaves that you tossed to the ground at the familiar rebuttal of Marcus’ voice. Your instincts kicked in even if your hand bled like crazy and hurt like hell, you didn’t take kindly to strangers screaming at kids.

You were once an elementary school teacher before becoming a housewife to Rio. There was always a certain way that you needed to speak to people, especially kids and you weren’t having it with Polly’s mother who always visited in the summer. Polly was cool, even her mother-in-law was tolerable (although she was a yapper) but you just didn’t understand how someone like Polly had a mother as nasty as this Karen who was drilling into Marcus who she didn’t even know. In her mind she believed that Marcus specifically shouldn’t be playing around the sidewalk, that it was against the “rules” of this community that she wasn’t sure Marcus even belonged to and should be playing in a different area instead.

You guys had a fence but Marcus said that he hit the ball too far and it ended up on the sidewalk so that’s the only reason he came around the fence. You didn’t care what the reason was, he knew not to play near the street of the gated community but you trusted his word regardless and old man Stewart confirmed this with a nod of his head. He had the both of your back’s and you guys spent the holidays every so often at each other’s houses.

“It got ugly, babe. Told her to keep her finger out my face and to not ever speak to my kid like that again. She tried to chest bump my back so I turned around and shoved her on her ass. She’s lucky I didn’t smack the shit out her wal-mart Glenn Close looking ass. Which was enough ammo for her to call HOA but we’ve got cameras just as much as Polly’s got her ring camera so I’m not worried. I just didn’t want Marcus to deal with that bullshit.”

Rio ends up smiling at you and you widen your eyes at him. “I’m glad you find this amusing.”

“Oh it’s not—I’m just proud of you.”

“For not going to jail?”

Rio tilts his head to the side, “The verdicts probably still out on that one, knowing the kind of woman she is.”

“You’re right.”

“I’ll have to talk to Polly.” Rio decided as he caressed your fingertips.

“She’s already sent mountains of texts, she’s with us and says she’ll work on talking to her demon—I mean mother.” You can’t fight against the liquor but even still, you said what you said.

Rio nods, “you don’t even got to worry about the rest. I got us.”

“…do I want to know?”

“Nah,” Rio shrugged as he used his other hand to caress your face, “just continue being the best thing that happened to me. I know I don’t have to thank you but I want to, for looking at Marcus as your own.”

You laugh, “he’s a great kid, part of you, which makes me love you guys even more so of course I will—without question.”

Rio pulls you by the chin to his lips, which you’ve been missing all week and when he lets you slip your tongue into his mouth, he pulls back with a grin. “Later mama, I got to make sure you two are good first.”

“Huh?” Your eyes fluttered open as Rio holds your own hand up in front of your face to prove his point, “that’s just a scratch.”

“Our girl will be the judge of that.” Rio tells, “Can’t believe you didn’t try and sneak her over here.”

“Thought she was on business with you guys.”

“We got more than one medic, mama. I kept the best here with y’all.”

“How kind.”

“I’m a kind guy.”

“I don’t think the dust bag will think so when you’re finished spooking her.”

Rio doesn’t fight his grin but replies, “Who says I’m gonna do it? I got people for that but the message will be real clear.”

“Rio—

He shushes you as he pecks your lips once more, making you lean your forehead against his, happy that he’s home before he’s sending out a code to your number one medic girl to stop by the house ASAP.

the both of you break away as the thudding of steps decended down the steps, revealing Marcus who called out Rio’s name, who he needed further reassurance from.

“Hey bud,” Rio starts as he embraces the young boy before knocking their fist together, “you good?”

He slowly nods but Rio knows he’s not, although he had a feeling Marcus held his own. It usually took a lot to bring it out of him to defend himself but Rio would see for himself once he looked at the footage tonight.

“You know what? Let’s go play outside while the ladies finish up.” Rio gets to his feet and the slight panic in Marcus’ face is evident, making your heart break while Rhea tightens the folding of her arms.

Rio squeezed Marcus’ shoulder, “hey, when you’re with me you remember you’re the king of your own castle, aight? Nobody can tell you nothing, move how you wanna move and own it. This is your neighborhood too, you understand?”

“…yes dad.”

“Alright? I got goalie.”

Rio sends a firm look to you two ladies before he heads outside with Marcus right beside him.

He attentively analyzed the situation before deciding what else needs to be done. One thing you could never do was go against the family he built and that was always serious to him. Anybody that messed with his family, immediately became his target and if it had to be a part time neighbor from across the street?

So be it.

They’ll learn soon enough.

They always do.

~LUCA~

“Babe! You’re not gonna believe this.” Luca calls out to you as he slams the front entrance door from down below shut, before making his way upstairs.

You can always tell when Luca’s home because he has a tendency to be heavy handed, always slamming the door that it tends to shake the house. It’s not something he purposely does, majority of the time he doesn’t even notice but it is a thing and even your neighbors in the townhouse to the left of you mockingly mentioned it.

They were assholes anyway and should be the last ones to talk about noise. Having loud company over every other day and some type of event at their home every other weekend, also crowding up the streets, without inviting you guys on multiple occasions. There were eight specific units on this street that were all grouped and managed underneath the same property and you would think they would also include you two. The both of you quickly learned that Chicago was much different than Copenhagen.

And what Luca remembered.

“I wouldn’t take it to heart and give it some time, yeah? Otherwise? They can piss right off!” Luca’s older sister that he’s reconnected with while being back in the states tells you two, laughing lightly as she’s helping you two unpack weeks ago.

You wouldn’t have if you didn’t decide to be neighborly, bringing them their mail when it accidentally got mixed in with yours, waving at them in passing as you chatted with the other residents, and then actually going over to introduce yourselves with a platter. It was all fraudulent and they just didn’t want to be bothered with you two, Luca gradually started to forget about it after finding a new position at one of the top three upscale restaurants in the city until you would bring it up. And of course he listened to anything that bothered you.

Their music was too loud for hours at a time sometimes until two in the morning on a week night, Luca would calmly address the situation to the guy of the household when he would get a hold of him on his way in from running around the city in sweats and a hoodie—yes in the middle of a scorching August, the both of you always had early mornings with you being a medical assistant down at the hospital and with Luca always having to do prep. You didn’t have the patience to stick around for the guy and his significant other never came to the door when you both knew she was home probably hungover.

Luca was friendly in his approach about it and at first, the athlete told Luca that they were just celebrating as much as they could before he was back on the road to get in the box yet he couldn’t help but to throw in a jab, “They do have these things called single family homes. Maybe you two should consider that.” In the end he said they’d try to keep it down. That still rubbed you the wrong way when Luca slipped up and told you that part.

Which only meant turning the music up even louder that the house rattled on their end. If their garbage was over filled, they would dump some of it into yours attracting raccoons but would then claim it had to be one of the other neighbors—you two had a ring cam, it wasn’t. The last straw was the fiancée drunkly pissing right in the path of your garage, which you stepped in the next morning when you were running late to work.

Humming you turn your attention from the street view of the balcony to Luca who stood in the doorway. You sat comfortably in the outdoor chair, paperback turned over on the table as you finished sipping at your fruit water.

“Hey baby,” you greet with a smile, relaxed and bare faced on your day off in the summer light as you held your face up for Luca to place a quick kiss to the corner of your mouth before he sat in the chair across from you.

Luca stretched his arms across the table as he greeted you back, “hello darling…you’re not gonna believe this!” He continues.

“What? That you suddenly caved and like Chicago dogs now?” You quizzed, folding your own arms as you leaned against the table, ready to listen.

Luca chuckles, “not likely, babe. Guess I won’t ever fit into their standards, yeah?”

“I think the world will still turn.”

“I think so too,” Luca agrees with a small smirk, “listen to this. I went to the bakery, the one Marcus is working part-time at now because of the whole thing with Carmy’s uncle—just to check on him you know? Guess who was also in there?”

You raise your brows after finding it sweet that Luca made it his mission to check in on Marcus. The two hit it off when Marcus trained underneath him for a couple of weeks back then and he’s been over to the flat a few times along with Sydney. Luca didn’t give you much time to guess since he was so adamant about telling you about his day. Usually when something was on Luca’s mind, his words went haywire out of excitement—depending what it was of course.

“Ryan!”

You blinked at the news of your boyfriend running into your problematic next door neighbor in slight confusion, “okay…a little surprised he likes baked goods since he gives the impression that he drinks egg yolks and eats raw meat for fun.”

It was Luca’s turn to furrow his naturally arched brows, “I’m not quite sure how you’ve gotten that idea and you might want to cut back on your time watching Santa Clarita Diet. It might help.”

You snort as you wave your fingers along for the now buzzed blond to continue. It wouldn’t be the first show that you watched where Luca passed judgment on. He is definitely the one to ask a thousand questions while you’re trying to watch something.

“Ryan told me, Leah was rushed to the hospital yesterday morning.” Luca informs you, “Want to know what for?”

Sitting back against the chair, you keep your arms crossed and fight the urge to roll your eyes, “…not particularly, no.”

Luca bites down on his bottom lip trying to hold it in but doesn’t, “she crapped out a parasite.”

Your mouth drops open, “You’re lying.”

“Honest to flavor town.” Luca does the praying motion before pointing to the sky and you knew it was serious business if he mentioned Guy Fieri.

Clasping a hand against your mouth you try to hide your snickers but Luca picks up on the fact that you found this a little too amusing.

“…what have you done?” He points an accusatory finger at you.

Lifting your shoulders, your lips twist around in laughter and you dared peeked back at Luca who was awaiting your answer. You wouldn’t leave him in the dark much longer, “fine! I sent a cleanse her way after all that day drinking and with my medical knowledge…I thought I’d give a helping hand.”

“Which means what?” Luca pressed, sitting back as well as he listened to you.

“I may have or may not have used the papayas that Grace left here before she went back to Texas when we went to that farmer’s market,” you slowly admit of your time with your old friend who came to visit with her baby girl Charlie, informing your boyfriend of the slight clues, “we both know I’m allergic and I didn’t want them to go to waste. So I made our lovely neighbors some papaya cereal with the seeds, put it up real nice in a jar for them to enjoy. Left it by their door and watched Ryan bring the bait in.”

Luca exhales, “you’re actually starting to scare me.”

“Remember that old nutritionist who’s heavily spiritual I told you about that we always end up seeing once a month at the hospital?” You ask while Luca nods his head, “she experienced the same thing partygirlLeah99 did but her’s was intentional.”

The bomb that you dropped had Luca clenching his eyes shut, “what you’re telling me is…you basically gave our neighbor some form of a laxative?”

“Just removed the toxins and clearly Leah has some. How many parasites was it?”

Luca shook his head, “no, no, no. We’re not just going to skip over the chaotic evil you’ve just done.”

You tilted your head to the side, “I think it was more lawful evil…maybe even good. She pissed on our property, Luca! And Ryan’s a dick.”

Luca holds his forehead now stressed, “Yeah and he can K.O. us if he really wanted to if he ever found out! He’s a professional boxer—

“I don’t care! Lessons need to be taught and he’s out of here in the fall anyway so that’s one less problem we have to deal with.” You shrug as you reach for your water again but Luca snatched it back.

He sighs, “we talked about this…you can’t just go and take matters into your own hands without discussing it with me first. I said I would talk to them about the peeing situation—

“You tried talking to them before! They don’t care about us, and sure they don’t owe us anything but I worked really hard on that charcuterie board, then they excluded us constantly and probably will do it again once Halloween comes around—

“So that’s what this is about? You’re worried about Halloween?” Luca questions, knowing it was one of your favorite Halloween parties.

“How dare they throw a summerween party when I’m the number one queen of the spooks!” You childishly turn your head to peek out into Chicago’s scenery from your first balcony.

Luca sips at your water now and exaggerates as he lets out an, “ah! That’s refreshing but I don’t know what to say about my girlfriend being upset over some people that we don’t even know well enough to care about their perceptions of us, if they even have any.”

Both of your professions caused you to be around all sorts of people, especially some downright mean ones but you both persevered. Luca would always take it as a learning curve, whereas you tended to take things more personal majority of the time. Yes you were the type to cry when angry, go ahead and sue your sensitive heart! Luca was only a little older than you and slightly better at communicating—when he wasn’t a nervous wreck—but you on the other hand tended to proceed with action rather than words or a conversation like Luca.

“Don’t say anything to me, just love me, choose me,” you playfully recite while Luca scoffs, “and wish those bitches an early happy Halloween, specifically from me to them. What she won’t know what hurt her.” You wink while Luca runs a hand over his buzzed summer look in shock.

“Well it actually did,” Luca frowns with his hands held out although you’re still unphased, “and doesn’t this count as assault?”

There goes the panic everybody!

You knew a good lawyer that shared the same blood as Luca (if it ever came to that) you weren’t worried and maybe you were chaotic evil after all? Depends who you ask.

Pouting you say, “Did she die?”

“No!”

“Then everybody wins!” You clap as you push back from the table, “So…What’s for dinner?”

“Not fucking papayas that’s for sure.” Luca states while you laugh, beginning to collect your things to bring back inside.

Luca sits outside for a moment longer, you briefly kiss his lips, him shaking his head at you afterwards once more as he whacks your backside before you head in to search the fridge, and he stares out into the city just wondering what else this place will bring.

Hopefully better understanding of being neighbors in the states!

MIKEY

“The hell happened to you?” Mikey asks, sneaking up behind you in your kitchen.

Which wasn’t unfamiliar for him to do but you did let out a yelp as you stood by your coffee and tea counter. You turned to your old friend, who scanned his eyes all over your filth covered clothes.

“My neighbor Lorraine is mad that I called her son out for being a pervert. Then she tried to argue that my dog is barking at all times of the night so I don’t have the right to speak on her son!” You paced the floor.

Mikey crosses his arms, “well she isn’t too bright because that thing in there is far from a dog,” he starts while you give him the side eye for talking shit about your Maine coon, “and what’s this about a pervert?”

You sigh, “..her son is just this college dropout who’s apparently into astronomy and thinks I don’t catch him with his telescope set out on the front sidewalk, right where the living room window is, as if he’s gone camping with my body being the view!”

It wouldn’t be Mikey’s first time catching you streaking around the house either—that was your fault for giving him a key—but this random kid? He had a problem with.

Mikey rubs at his facial hair, “Was he the one that did this to you?”

You huff, “that little bitch ran as soon as mommy Lorraine thought it would be nice to dump her trash on me out in the courtyard.”

There was always something going on in your courtyard out back, whether it was random cookouts even in the winter!, residents fighting over which outdoor seating technically belonged to them (it didn’t belong to anyone, everybody at the condo had access to it), to Lorraine overpopulating the backyard with her garden and horrible smelling manure, and fires being started by the little kids for fun, Mikey can never say it’s a dull moment on Sunnyside Ave.

“…and what did you do?” Mikey questioned, his lips twisting at the corners, knowing he wasn’t the best influence, especially if the shoe was on the other foot.

Which you knew, hanging out with him, Richie, and even Michelle always had the potential go left very quickly.

“There’s onion juice or some shit in my eye,” you start using your wrist to wipe at your red eye before saying, “and if I somehow end up blind before I get in to my eye doctor this year…it’s a wrap for her.”

“So you’re going in for the silent kill?” Michael summarizes, “that leaves the creeper to me then, is he home? I’d love to have a talk with ‘em!”

He points towards the back door which leads out to the courtyard. You leap forward, latching onto Michael’s wrist, “which I’m sure you’ll get your chance but I see you bought something for me?”

Michael rolls his eyes as he glanced back at the counter that contained a bag, “you’re real observant aren’t ya?”

“I’m also hungry but I need to get this stench off me first.” You slap your hands beside your thighs.

He jokingly steps forward to take a whiff towards you, “…I wasn’t going to say anything but whew!”

“Shut up, Mikey!” You shove him back but he just laughs.

Mikey pinches a piece of your hair on your way by, pulling something from it, “looks like she got you good with some shallot skin and soil if you ask me! But I got a nice Cubano waiting for ya when you get out.”

Your mouth watered at the mention of your favorite sandwich Mikey always brought over to you every other Tuesday, “can’t wait for that baby to bring me the biggest serotonin.”

Mikey grins at you.

When you drag your eyes back to meet his you ask, “so how was your day, bub? Good?”

“Yeah! I think it’s going to be alright.”

You hold your hand out, “tell me about it?”

He takes your hand as you lead him to the bathroom. He sits on the toilet as you quickly get into your skincare, terrified of skin mites thanks to some shit Sugar sent to a group chat between you, her, and Michelle. Michael doesn’t mind watching you do your routine, falling into quiet chatter before you strip out of your clothes.

He tries not to let his stare linger but he always thought you were a goddess, even with your clothes on. The comfortability between you two was strong, that at times it felt like there was nothing to ever be afraid of, especially when it came to showing your most vulnerable selves to each other. It’s not long before he’s joining you behind the shower liner, helping each other clean away whatever the day held before you’re embracing each other, arms tucked underneath each others as your now loud conversation fights against the pressure from the shower head.

He tells you all about the possible new hire, her name being Tina and how he feels like she’ll be the one to keep Chicagoland on their toes and in shape. He’s got that spark in his eye when he talks about her, finding a connection and in hopes that she will turn up when she’s ready but he has no doubt that she will.

“Maybe you can call her for backup if you ever come face to face with string bean nose Lorraine.” Mikey jokes over the water.

You scoff, “if the garbage can actually hit me, Lorraine just might need to tap Tina in for her to get me off her ass!”

Mikey chuckles, leaning forward to place a kiss on your forehead before you tuck your head underneath his chin. If you could’ve, you would have held onto him for eternity.

But…that’s not the way life played out in later episodes.

When Tuesday’s hit, sometimes it still feels like he’s here around your condo trying to scare the shit out of your cat, when he’s the one who’s actually terrified of him. And when you catch yourself staring at Lorraine’s nose a little too long during your small morning chats before you’re both leaving for work—that’s right—you two are now cordial enough to have civilized conversations, and yes you had Michael Berzatto to thank for that.

For constantly seeing the best in everybody, even crazy gardening neighbors who loved composting and believing their son could do no wrong.

Who only knows what Mikey’s conversation with that kid was like. You had a feeling that Richie knew, there was a slim chance that Richie was his ride along when you were off at work or someplace else but Richie would always be Mikey’s keeper.

And you were fine with that, as long as you never saw a telescope again.

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SUMMER ‘24 PROMPTS FIN. (For now!)

[manyfandomocs]

EAH OC Introductions

After way too long here are my EAH ocs

Zelda Dagmar (Talia Ryder FC), Darling Charming ship, destined to be the next Maid Marian. She's originally a Royal, she doesn't love the implied boringness of being Maid Marian but likes Sparrow and is okay with the idea of being married to him in the future, until she partners with Darling for a project and starts questioning if that's really what she wants in life. Her roommate is Lilly Bo-Peep

Petra Scrooge (Mikey Madison FC), Raven Queen ship, daughter of Ebenezer Scrooge and a Rebel. She doesn't want to have to become an asshole business owner and be haunted by ghosts for a night, she just wants to enjoy her friends and holidays and have a good time. Her roommate is Jillian Beanstalk and she joins the Rebels very shortly after Raven doesn't sign the book

Lucinda Silberhaus (Thomasin McKenzie FC), Hopper Croakington II ship, daughter of Clara from the Nutcracker and a Rebel. Though she is only a Rebel in the sense of allowing others to choose their destiny as she is pretty happy with her story herself, she's a dancer and very interested in Hopper though since he doesn't get as nervous around her, she thinks he's not interest. Her roommate is Duchess Swan and she is a later supporter of the Rebels

Teddy Pendragon (Daniel Sharman FC), Dexter Charming ship, son of King Arthur and a Royal. He's destined to lead Camelot and he's down for all of that, Daring is his best friend and they're the top two princes of the school and he does not understand the Rebels at all. His roommate is Tiny and aside from classes, originally doesn't really talk to Dexter

Orsel Pendragon (Kristine Froseth FC), Chase Redford or Faybelle Thorn ship, younger daughter of King Arthur and a Rebel. Her destiny is believed to be the Lady of the Lake and before the signing of the Storybook of Legends it seems like she's okay with that but secretly she wants to be the next King Arthur very badly. Once Raven doesn't sign and people begin choosing their own destiny, she is quick to join them, even at the loss of her relationship with her brother. Her roommate is Nina Thumbell

[mintfm]

mwf please?

i started answering this while i was on my way home (wow, #dedication). i might add to this later but the mwf i can think of right now are: ayo edibiri (1000x. she's amazing in everything i've seen her in), maris racal (again 1000x), my gf maitreyi ramakrishnan, bae suzy (someone just posted a gif pack of her with 1000+ gifs from her new show and they're amazing???), alba flores, yumi nu, belissa escobedo, nadine lustre, elodie yung, josie totah, chai fonacier, auli'i cravalho, gabbi garcia, melissa barrera, laverne cox, jane de leon, janella salvador, maja salvador, carmela zumbado, gigi zumbado, medalion rahimi, kiernan shipka, devyn nekoda, jenna ortega, leah lewis, kelly marie tran, nicole maines, sophie cookson, ruby cruz...

and... lindsay watson, madeleine madden, tati gabrielle, havana rose liu, megan thee stallion, laura kariuki, rachel zegler, aimee lou wood, mimi keene, emma mackey, samara weaving, jenna coleman, rachel zegler, courtney eaton, brie larson, savannah smith, milly alcock, yara shahidi, zendaya, amita suman, deepika padukone, sobhita dhulipala, mikey madison, star slade, carlacia grant, gia kim, brenda song, antonia gentry, brianne howey, rebecca ablack, chelsea clark, michaela jaé rodriguez, khadijha red thunder, ha sooyoung, heejin, ningning, patti harrison, anya taylor-joy, aaand (last but certainly not the least) the ladies of g/en v, especially jaz sinclair, london thor, and lizze broadway. if you like model fcs as well, iirc there are some good resources out there for adut akech, mishti rahman, bella hadid, sofia jamora, and blanca padilla.

[hockeylvr59]

Here With Me Part 22 || Taylor Makar

Author’s Note: As soon as he's back in Amherst, Taylor is at Kelsey's seeking to make it all up to her and then some. He gets his belated birthday gift and their love is taken to new limits. FC: Marina Laswick (@marooshk on instagram).

Warnings: cursing, anxiety, smut // Word Count: 5,337

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Twenty One

Because it was such a long trip, Taylor was coming back on Saturday. Kelsey wasn’t sure whether his flights would have any delays or whether there would be traffic or if he’d just be too tired to come over so she’d just made an open invitation that he could come over when he got in on Saturday if he wanted to but he could wait until Sunday as well. 

She was a little surprised, though honestly she shouldn’t have been, when there was a knock on her apartment door at about eight o’clock. 

Opening it revealed Taylor, his carry on from traveling in hand. 

“Kelsey…” He started voice immediately apologetic. “I’m so…” Before he could finish though she was pressing up to kiss him, silencing his apology, her fingers tangling in his hair. 

“Are you gonna come inside?” She asked softly against his lips. 

Walking backward, Kelsey let the door fall closed behind him before twisting slightly to reach around him and lock it. 

“I’m so sorry Kels.” Taylor continued as soon as their lips had parted causing Kelsey to sigh softly. 

“We’re past apologies T. Okay.” She murmured. “Nothing for you to be sorry about. Just come watch a movie with me.” 

Kissing him again softly, Kelsey urged him away from her front door, pausing at the kitchen. 

“You and Mikey stopped for something to eat right?” She questioned wanting to make sure that he was fed before they settled in. With Taylor assuring her that they had stopped somewhere, Kelsey nodded and just grabbed a couple bottles of water before guiding him back to her room. 

“Missed you.” Taylor murmured, stopping once in her room to hold her tight. 

“Missed you too T.” Kelsey replied, pressing soft kisses along his jaw. “Why don’t you shower and change and get comfy.” 

The look he gave her was almost wounded, like how dare you suggest I go into another room and Kelsey sighed. She knew that it was her fault he felt like this after all she was the one that had dropped her emotional bomb on him for no real reason. 

“Will you shower if I come take one with you?” 

Taylor’s body filled with relief and so Kelsey nodded, moving to grab clean underwear and a fresh set of pajamas. 

“Come on then.” She declared, grabbing a spare bath towel as well before moving to the bathroom to get the hot water going. 

Quickly Kelsey stripped herself down before turning to where Taylor was half dressed, his hoodie and shirt already on the ground beside his socks while his sweats hung low on his hips. 

Fingers itching a bit to touch, Kelsey looked at him like ‘can I?’ before sliding her hands along the curves of his pelvic bone, pushing his sweats down off his hips along with his boxers. 

“Penny for your thoughts T?” She asked softly when it was obvious there was something on his mind. 

“Can I hug you?” He mumbled as if she was likely to say no because they were both nude. 

“Come ‘ere.” Kelsey assured him, draping her arms around his shoulders to pull him in for a proper hug, their chests pressed together and his soft dick brushing against her stomach. 

“I love you Taylor.” She murmured in his ear just needing him to know that because he clearly still had a lot on his mind after the past week. “Will you let me wash you?” 

Taking the guttural sound that left him as agreement, Kelsey urged him into the shower before all the hot water was gone. 

Starting with shampoo, she carded her fingers through his hair, nails scraping softly at his scalp, taking her time to make him feel good and smiling at his soft groans. After letting him rinse, she inched her way down his body, careful to clean every inch of him, her touch gentle. It was an intimate experience washing him, his body melting into her touch releasing waves of pent up tension as she brushed over his pecs, lingered along his abs and the faint hairs of his happy trail, and wrapped around to rub over his back and shoulders. After washing over his arms and dipping to wash his legs, Kelsey passed the soap over to him to wash the more intimate areas of his body while she took in the sight of finally having her boyfriend back in her presence. 

After a moment her eyes met his and she took in the questioning look he was giving her. 

“Yeah T.” She replied softly. “I just showered this morning so you don’t need to wash my hair though.” 

Letting him get his hands on her body was beyond fine with her and she sighed as his large hands caressed her skin gently, more exploring and enjoying than actually washing. 

As the cooling water washed away the last remnants of soap from her skin, Kelsey kissed Taylor’s jaw and urged him out of the shower so she could turn the water off. Slipping into pjs, Kelsey picked up the dirty clothing from the floor and made sure the bathroom was relatively clean before moving with Taylor back to her bedroom. 

Slipping into bed, Kelsey turned her TV on and had Taylor pick a movie from a list of options for them to watch together as he cleaned up his bag. When he slipped into bed he set a jar onto her stomach. 

“What’s this?” She asked, picking it up to examine it. 

“Canadian maple syrup.” Taylor declared. “Couldn’t not bring you something from home.” 

It was sweet, unnecessary but sweet. 

“Thanks Tay.” She murmured, setting it on her nightstand before shifting to cuddle against him as she started the movie. 

“Speaking of home…” Taylor eventually mumbled. “Would you uh maybe want to come up to Calgary for like a week or ten days or something this summer?” 

“You want me to come to Calgary?” Kelsey asked, turning to face him, the question completely catching her off guard. “That’s something your parents would be okay with?” 

“Kels there isn’t a moment that I don’t want you by my side. You’re who I want to spend my life with.” 

Kelsey’s eyes went so wide and her hand flew to her mouth like she couldn’t believe what he was saying. 

“Taylor…that’s a big statement….” She breathed. 

“I know it is.” He insisted. “But I’ve never meant anything more. I’m in love with you Kelsey. And I don’t ever want you to doubt that again. Not for even a moment.” 

Kelsey couldn’t help but mumble a ‘holy shit’ under her breath because they’d been dating for two months and this was all a little intense. Needing a moment to process she buried her head into his bare chest trying to signal for him to just give her a minute while she breathed in his scent noting the mild changes caused by the scent of her soap. 

“So you want to spend your life with me?” She questioned, peeking up at him, her teeth worrying her bottom lip. 

Cupping her cheek, Taylor brushed the loose hairs back behind Kelsey’s ear. 

“For as long as the universe allows…hopefully forever. I want to show the person who is becoming my home the place I call home.” 

“Have you talked to your parents about me coming to Calgary?” Kelsey questioned as levelly as possible given her stomach swirling from the weight of Taylor’s words. 

“Yes Kels.” Taylor assured her. “And of course you’re welcome.” 

Nodding, Kelsey chewed on her lip again until Taylor pulled it out from between her teeth. 

“I want to.” She confirmed. “But can I reserve officially saying yes until we talk about the details and I look at my calendar and stuff?” 

“Yeah Kels.” Taylor nodded, his voice light at the prospect of showing the girl he loves his home. “‘Course.” 

It was hard for Kelsey to process just how open and frankly blunt Taylor had been about his intentions tonight. She certainly hadn’t expected him to show up and make the effort to literally touch on every single love language so that there was no way for her to feel unloved. But it made her love him more knowing that he was making a concerted effort to address any wrongs he perceived himself to have committed. 

Even if they hadn’t existed in the first place. 

Taylor was the type of man that every woman dreamed of marrying and somehow he was hers. 

Shifting her palm on his chest, Kelsey pressed up a bit to capture Taylor’s lips with her own, the kiss deep but lacking any underlying sexual heat. It reflected the intensity of the past few minutes but didn’t seek anything more. 

It ended when they both needed to breathe and Kelsey sighed happily before turning to settle back against his body and watch the movie that they had already missed at least half of. 

After a few minutes, Taylor’s fingers brushed against her left hand and began a roving touch while he took contented breaths and nuzzled her head. Gradually she felt him relax, his body growing pliant behind her. 

Tugging his arm around her, Kelsey shifted slightly to guide him into a more comfortable sleeping position, his arm and leg draped over her body. He’d gotten up ungodly early for his flight today so even if it was only like 10:30, she knew that he needed the sleep and was hopeful that as he relaxed, he would drift off. 

When his soft snores filled her ear no more than twenty minutes later, Kelsey smiled to herself and turned the tv off, tossing the remote aside before closing her eyes for the night as well, basking in sleeping in the arms of the man who loves her once more. 

****

When Kelsey woke, needing to pee, the early morning sun was peeking through the windows and Taylor’s half hard dick was pressed into her ass. It made her smile as she tried to escape the confines of his arms knowing he’d protest. 

Unsurprisingly, Taylor was up by the time she came back from the bathroom and moved to take care of nature’s needs as well. Grabbing empty water bottles and the jar of maple syrup, Kelsey moved to her kitchen to try and figure out what to make for breakfast. 

She hadn’t gone shopping yet so there wasn’t much in the way of the fridge or anything, but opening the freezer Kelsey found a container labeled as egg cups. As it wasn’t marked as not to be eaten or anything, Kelsey figured it had been her roommate just trying to use up what had been in the fridge since Kelsey normally took it home but had dipped without it this time. 

Grabbing the container, Kelsey preheated the oven and got out a sheet pan to warm them on. 

As she stuck egg cups on the tray after covering it in foil, she felt Taylor’s arms snake around her waist, his bare chest against her back. 

“Think I saw a container of orange juice in there.” Kelsey murmured softly, making the offer that he could poor some if he wanted. 

“K.” Taylor acknowledged but made no effort to get any. Chuckling, Kelsey bumped him back so she could put the eggs in the oven and set a timer based on her estimate of how long it should take. 

“Want to do morning yoga with me?” She asked, laughing as his dick stiffened a bit against her ass in response. “Not that kind of yoga T.” She teased. 

Pulling him back to her room, Kelsey turned her tv on and pulled up her go-to routine for which there was just enough floor space in her room for two bodies, even if one was over six feet. 

She didn’t necessarily expect Taylor to be able to follow along with every single position but he actually didn’t do half bad. By the time the oven timer went off, Kelsey was feeling more awake and limber and she knew her boyfriend hadn’t been able to stop staring at her ass. 

“Come eat T.” She called after verifying the egg was indeed warm and ready for consumption. Plating them up, she poured two small glasses of juice and set everything on the island. 

“If I eat breakfast can I have dessert after?” Taylor inquired, whispering in her ear, his deep voice telling her exactly what he meant. Kelsey could only shiver but that must have been a good enough response for him because he lifted her up onto a bar stool to eat before settling onto one himself, thanking her for breakfast. 

Though they ate in silence, it was once again the familiar and comfortable silence making Kelsey smile glad that things were starting to feel more normal again. It had been a rough week but these were the feelings she loved most being with Taylor. After quickly cleaning up, Taylor washing the dishes while she dried, they headed back to her room, Taylor eager to close the door behind them. 

Snagging Kelsey around the waist, Taylor kissed her shoulder. 

“If you don’t want to, we obviously don’t have to but I’d love to taste you Kels.” Taylor murmured, fingers teasing along the waistband of her shorts. Releasing her, he grabbed his phone from beside her bed and tapped on the screen a few times before handing it to her. In front of her was a test results page with Taylor’s name, date of birth, and testing date at the top. Beneath it listed the results of a full STI panel with every result described as negative. 

Nodding, Kelsey handed his phone back and grabbed a piece of paper from her desk which reflected the same thing on her end, letting him look as well. 

Tossing the paper aside carefully, Taylor pulled her into his arms again, dipping his head down to kiss her softly. 

“So do you want to? Ditch the condoms for oral?” Kelsey asked softly, breaking the kiss. Taylor’s body’s reaction should have been enough of an answer but he swallowed hard before speaking anyway. 

“I mean yeah Kels I want to. But only if it’s something you’re actually comfortable with.” 

Kelsey was quiet for a moment before she nodded. 

“I am. We’re exclusive and both had full panels done and yeah. Yeah I’m comfortable with it.” 

Taylor knew she was saying it aloud as much for herself as it was for him and he nodded letting it fully sink in for her because he knew it was a big step for her, trusting him like this. 

“I bet you taste so good.” He murmured in her ear. 

The way she shuddered in his arms told him that now she was really getting on board and he trailed kisses down her neck and over her shoulder while his hands toyed with her shorts. 

“You gonna let me see if I’m right?” He questioned, groaning softly when her fists tangled in his hair. Carefully, Taylor backed her toward her bed and groped over her ass, waiting for her verbal confirmation. 

“Yes.” She finally mumbled, pressing her hips forward into him. With knowledge that she was on board, Taylor pulled her tank over her head before pushing her shorts and panties from her body. Immediately his dick responded to the sight of her, straining against his briefs but Taylor ignored it, instead lying Kelsey down on her bed in a way that would leave him plenty of room to make his home between her thighs. 

“So fucking beautiful.” He mumbled appreciatively, leaning over her to kiss her deeply. The fact that she was his still amazed him sometimes. 

Kissing her until she was breathless, Taylor continued his way down her body, sucking a mark into the top of her breast before trailing a line of kisses down her body until his head was at her hips where she was spread out for his enjoyment. 

Leaving another mark on her hip, Taylor groaned seeing her core already damp for him. As much as he wanted to just dive in, he also wanted to make it good for her, building the anticipation as much as possible. 

So as he made himself comfortable, his dick aching slightly pressed into the mattress, Taylor kissed her knees before working his way down along her inner thighs, skipping over her core as he left a splattering of marks on her sensitive skin. 

“Taylor….” Kelsey whined softly, her voice needy. 

“Patience, love.” He chastised teasingly, sucking yet another bruise into her skin as she wiggled under him. Already her chest was heaving slightly and her skin was pinkened with arousal. She looked like a literal goddess and Taylor groaned knowing he was already leaking precum before even getting his first taste of her. 

With her watching him, eyes desperate, Taylor ran a finger through her folds teasingly, groaning when he realized just how soaked she was. The sight of him sucking his finger clean made her whimper and Taylor bit back a groan at just how good that little taste was. Not wanting to drive either of them crazy any longer, Taylor pressed one more kiss to her thigh before shifting to lick a stripe through her core. 

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Kelsey felt like she had died and gone to heaven when Taylor finally got his mouth on her. She’d enjoyed receiving oral before but it wasn’t anything like this and she didn’t think it was just from the extensive build up Taylor had done teasing her. Everything was hotter and wetter and Taylor had to pin her hips down immediately to keep her from bucking under him. And while Taylor had been decent at oral with a dental dam, clearly he had been holding back because suddenly he was doing things he certainly hadn’t done before as she’d remember if he had. 

Kelsey hadn’t known that just removing protection during oral would change things this much and it caused a question to wiggle its way into her mind of how much removing the barrier of a condom would change penetrative sex as well. It definitely wasn’t something she was ready for but the seed was planted for her to look into possible alternatives in the future. 

The feeling of Taylor’s tongue fucking into her stopped any train of thought Kelsey might have had cold in its tracks and her back arched as sparks started in her limbs and worked their way to her core. 

She was glad none of her roommates were back yet because she couldn’t fully control the moans that spilled from her mouth at the pleasure Taylor’s mouth was creating. 

It wasn’t long before Taylor sucked her soul from her body as he drew her first orgasm, his mouth on her clit. And while she expected him to stop as she moaned his name, he only doubled down, sliding two fingers inside of her to search for that spongy tissue that made up her g-spot. 

“Taylor…Taylor…oh fuck.” She whimpered as he found it, her legs shaking from the mixed stimulation of his mouth and fingers. It made her keen and it wasn’t long before a second orgasm was rushing its way through her body more intense than the first. 

“T…T…too much.” She mumbled gently trying to shove at his head. 

“One more Kels.” He mumbled against her skin, licking over her messy core. “I know you can.” 

Kelsey’s body was screaming from sensitivity but Taylor knew her almost as well as she knew herself and if he thought she had another orgasm in her, he was probably right. 

Nevertheless, his fingers slowed just curling occasionally but serving the purpose of giving her inner walls something to flex around. And though he was still eating her out like a man possessed, his actions were more intentional, where before he’d been everywhere all at once. 

Firm strokes of his tongue matched the nudge against her g-spot and Kelsey felt like a roller coaster going uphill, that click click click click as it climbed to the peak knowing that the rush was coming, sudden and fast. 

And when it did everything went hazy and warm, gushes of fluid spilling from her as she whimpered and moaned, her orgasm dragging out for what felt like minutes. When Taylor tried to lick up her fluids Kelsey mumbled for him to stop because it was now crossing the pleasure pain divide in an uncomfortable manner. 

Nodding, Taylor kissed up her thigh before sliding up the bed beside her, careful not to touch her. She looked completely blissed out and exhausted and Taylor’s hard on throbbed painfully. 

Literally he could live between her thighs if she let him, she tasted that good and felt that amazing. 

Knowing that she wasn’t going to be ready for anything more for a little while at least, Taylor pulled his dick free from his clothing and wrapped a warm hand around himself hissing in relief. He knew it wasn’t going to take much to finish himself off and after a few quick pumps, he was grunting his release as he spilled across his stomach and hand. 

“Did you just….?” Kelsey mumbled, blinking slowly as she started to come back to her body. 

“Not a big deal Kels, just rest.” Taylor assured her, his lips drifting to press against her temple. 

“But…I…” She pouted softly, looking over at where he lay next to her, dick growing soft and cum starting to dry on his stomach.

Acting on impulse she lifted a hand and swiped a finger through the trail of cum before lifting it to her mouth to taste. After all, if she was going to blow him at some point she should probably know what his cum tasted like. And it was fairly tasteless, a little bit salty but not off-putting at all. 

With Taylor turning her head, Kelsey saw him smile before he kissed her softly, his tongue swiping through her mouth letting her taste the remnants of her own fluids. Then he reached beside the bed for tissues, wiping himself clean and tucking himself back into his clothes before getting up to find a rag or some other soft item he could use to carefully clean her up when she was a little less sensitive. 

And she looked so fucking sexy all stretched out across her bed with his marks littering her skin, completely spent that Taylor couldn’t help but just watch her for a minute. 

“What are you doing?” She asked, her voice scratchy from screaming. 

“Taking a mental picture of you.” He replied with a smile. Today was something he wanted to engrave into his memories because it had been so special having her show that new level of trust with him. 

Groaning, Kelsey buried her face into the pillow beside her, her cheeks flaring red because it was a lot having her boyfriend’s eyes on her like that. 

After a moment he sat beside her and leaned over to kiss her forehead. 

“Can I clean you up a bit?” He inquired. “I’ll be as gentle as I can.” 

Though she nodded, Kelsey still winced a bit when he ran the washcloth through her core, wiping her clean. 

“That’s my girl.” Taylor praised softly before tossing the rag into her laundry and grabbing a t-shirt from his bag just setting it nearby in case she asked for it. 

Then he moved around to the other side of the bed, slipped under the covers and pulled her body close to him, her chest against his as he pulled the blankets over her to help keep her warm. 

“I love you Kels.” He whispered, kissing her head as he traced lines up and down her forearm as it rested on his chest. 

Neither he nor Kelsey had planned on dozing off but apparently they had because both jolted awake at the sound of a door further in the apartment slamming shut. 

Sighing, Kelsey stretched and her face crinkled. 

“I need to pee.” She mumbled, moving slowly as she tried to shift to find clothes now that at least one of her roommates was back. Shaking his head fondly, Taylor grabbed clothes for her and helped her dress before guiding her to the bathroom for her to do whatever she needed to. 

“You hungry Kels?” He asked once the door opened and she appeared beside him. 

“Little bit.” She agreed. “If you think we’re going out anywhere you’re mistaken though.” She added. “My legs still feel like jello.” 

But because she could tell that he was getting a little restless, Kelsey sighed. 

“Why don’t we order something and you can go for a walk while we’re waiting for it?” Kelsey suggested knowing it was the best option so that he didn’t get too cranky but she didn’t have to push her body in ways it was not ready for yet. 

Taylor didn’t seem to love the idea but relented and after settling back in bed, the two discussed restaurants and food before making a decision and putting an order for delivery in. 

“You should check in with your parents while you walk.” Kelsey suggested knowing that he hadn’t talked to them since arriving at her place at least. 

After Taylor left, Kelsey let her head fall back against the pillows with a smile because as much as she ached, that had been so much more than she had anticipated in the best way. After a week of feeling like she was running on empty, now the giddiness had returned and Kelsey’s soul felt full once more. 

It was crazy how she’d gone from wondering if Taylor even still cared to him essentially confessing that he wanted forever with her. 

And Kelsey was so certain he meant it which was even more terrifying and exhilarating. 

In a way she felt a little crazy because they’d only been together for two months but there was no way this was just lust or even puppy love, not when it felt so real. 

Occasionally checking her phone for the food tracking, Kelsey got up when the car was about a minute away, texting Taylor that food was basically there. 

After collecting the food, Kelsey waited close to the front door for Taylor to get back, glad that he looked a little less worked up after a 45 minute walk when he walked in. 

Settling in her room with lunch, Kelsey tossed Taylor the tv remote murmuring that he could put on a hockey game if he wanted as she curled up in bed to get some much needed food in her stomach. 

Once the food containers made their way out to the kitchen trash, thanks to Taylor, Kelsey shifted to lay on his chest again with a leg thrown over his body just cuddling and enjoying the rise and fall of it with his breathing. 

Within just a few minutes, Taylor’s hand drifted down to the back of her knee and not long after that he started stroking the skin there softly. The way in which he did it told Kelsey that it was honestly just a subconscious action, but regardless it made her toes curl. The backs of her knees had always been extra sensitive and it was something Kelsey didn’t think Taylor knew anything about. What he perceived as an innocent touch was stoking the fire regardless of how achy she was from this morning. 

And anyway, it was a general achiness, more in her legs and hips than her core itself though she was sure she was still a bit sensitive there as well. 

Nothing that made her want him inside her any less as his touch drew more arousal from her. 

Slipping a hand under Taylor’s shirt, Kelsey brushed her fingers against his stomach before sliding a palm up his chest, fingers brushing against his nipple. The soft flesh stiffened a bit at the stimulation and Kelsey licked her lips before rubbing at it more firmly, enjoying the way Taylor’s body reacted to her touch. 

After thirty seconds or so, Kelsey peeked up at Taylor checking to see if his face showed any response. 

When his eyes met hers there was almost a knowing look on his face and he shifted her over him more so that she could feel his dick straining between them. 

"You know…” Kelsey murmured softly, stroking his nipple once more. “You told me you love me two weeks ago and yet you haven't actually made love to me yet..." 

Sliding a hand behind her, Taylor carefully rolled her onto her back before hovering over her, his body between her thighs. 

"Kels, I was making love to you for weeks before I told you I love you." He murmured. 

There was the soft bluntness again that made Kelsey’s whole body go weak.  

“Well, then make love to me again.” She requested, sliding a hand over his bicep. 

Communicating with only their eyes, Taylor dipped down to kiss her softly, both of them just settling into the feeling. It wasn’t long before Kelsey was sliding her hands back under Taylor’s shirt pulling it up toward his head, needing it off his body. Taylor complied easily, tugging it off over his head before disposing of it onto her floor. His hands quickly moved for the hoodie she’d thrown on, pulling it off of her as well so that their chests were both bare against each other. 

“I love you Taylor.” Kelsey breathed as Taylor’s hips ground against hers slightly, his mouth moving over one of the marks he’d left this morning. “Now please. Get inside me.” 

She was more than sufficiently aroused and he was very obviously hard so there was really no point in waiting. 

Taylor’s grunt was also half a chuckle and he nipped at her neck before tugging her remaining clothes from her body and doing the same with his own, finally reaching over to grab a condom from her nightstand. With practiced ease, he tore the wrapper carefully and sheathed himself in the rubber. 

With one of her legs thrown over his hip, Taylor slowly pressed inside her, moving in a way that ensured she felt every inch. 

And god there was no comparison to being filled by him like this. 

“You’re so fucking beautiful.” Taylor groaned. “Feels like you were made just for me.” Kelsey couldn’t deny the latter portion of that, after all, Taylor filled her in ways so perfect that no one else ever had. No one else had ever cared about her pleasure the way he did either. 

“Tay. Please.” She pleaded, needing him to move. 

Complying with her demands, Taylor settled into a slow, smooth rhythm, his mouth seeking hers once more. 

After that, everything went a little fuzzy, pure pleasure mixed with the love they were both pouring into it. They’d had soft sex before, yet with neither holding anything back emotionally, this was so much more. 

When her orgasm finally hit some long minutes later, Kelsey buried her head into Taylor’s shoulder, tears spilling down her cheeks. 

“I love you Kelsey.” Taylor murmured, grunting softly as his hips thrust twice more before he too finally spilled his release. Immediately, he pulled back a bit, kissing the tears from her face before ghosting his lips over hers. “My girl. For as long as you’ll have me.” 

“Gonna hold you to that.” Kelsey breathed, her arms wrapped tightly around his neck just holding him in place. 

Eventually Taylor informed her that he was going to pull out and Kelsey winced a bit as he did so, shifting off the bed to dispose of the condom before moving to help her dress so she could go pee. 

As much as she enjoyed every time they had sex, Kelsey definitely was looking forward to more times like that where it felt like so much more, the emotional connection a current stronger than she was really prepared for. She really did love him after all.

[theoddshq]

APHRODITE SALTSHORE (courtney eaton fc) the odds are in your favor! Please report to your nearest Capitol Agent to be prepped for the 74th Annual Hunger Games! 

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Alias/Age/Pronouns/Timezone: Mikey, 22, They/Them, MST

Triggers: [REDACTED]

If you had to describe your muse as a canon Hunger Games character, or mix, who would you compare them to and why? Aphrodite is mostly Finnick adjacent. She’s very charming and alluring and really knows how to read and play people. Naturally, she does have a bit of an ego. However, she’s like Johanna in the sense that she kind of plays the sweet, bubbly, and rosy cheeked as a strategy until they are in the arena. It’s probably like an 80-20 balance between Finnick and Jo!

Anything else? N/A

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[COURTNEY EATON, CIS WOMAN, SHE/HER] The 74th Annual Hunger Games are upon us and here comes APHRODITE SALTSHORE, the DISTRICT 4 TRIBUTE. Word around The Capitol is that they’re CHARMING and DESIRABLE but can also be MANIPULATIVE and DECEITFUL. According to sources, they’re 19 and were once described as sea foam, thin white skirts riding up, looks that kill, and lurking near tombstones. What a character! As we always say, may the odds be ever in their favor!

biography

Aphrodite wasn’t born into money. Her parents were older, already graying, well-established and loved within the community by the time they welcomed their first and only child. While Rusty and Eldoris were far better than those in the outer districts, with enough fish to always feed themselves at least, by the standard of Four, they struggled. The Saltshores lived in a small fishing colony, on the outskirts, and near the shore. A place maintaining some old-way traditions over the decades, and where Rusty was only one of a dozen fishermen in town. Him and Eldoris settled down in a cabin on the edge so Rusty could take off to sea whenever he needed. The couple promised each other they’d wait to have children until they were doing better financially, but Rusty was only one man, too poor to hire extra staff and still be able to feed his family. What kind of life was that for a child? Aphrodite’s birth was a miracle, happening in the early hours of the morning, shrouded in darkness near the shore by her home. Eldoris bathed her in the water of the ocean, tucked her inside her shirt, then carried her a few hundred yards back to their home. 

Rusty and Eldoris were as loving as they were old fashioned. Aphrodite’s earliest members include her mother spending what felt like hours brushing through her hair so it could be as silky as possible, slaving over old linens to make them nicer for her daughter to wear, so none of the kids at school would know she wasn’t as fortunate as the rest of them. That was never a problem though, from a young age Aphrodite experienced no struggles in forging friendships, beneficial or not. Aphrodite has never suffered lack of attention a day in her life. Rusty tried his best to be a good fisherman, but it never clicked. He taught his daughter to tie knots and carve spears and gut fish while Eldoris, the brains, truly kept them afloat. Then one day– she was struck with genius. Eldoris wasn’t ignorant to the type of attention her daughter attracted. She saw a way out. Forge an arranged union with a wealthy family, and their daughter would never have to struggle like them.

 Amoreena Prime was a year older than Aphrodite. Her father had served in the military and quickly climbed in the ranks. When Adonis Prime returned from his service in District Two, he settled back home with a nice pension and got acquainted with his newfound respect and influence. His time in two was inspiring, so when he had his first child, he vowed to train her in secret as a career, as the law forbade it, aching for glory in District Four. When Rusty and Eldoris approached him with the preposition, he took pity on the poor old couple and their sweet daughter and agreed to the arrangement. Adonis remembered how it felt to be up and coming, and he was sure his daughter would become of historic importance. Amoreena would have a beautiful wife at her side one day, as she deserved. It was a done deal.

 Aphrodite did as she was told and agreed to the marriage. Sweet sixteen rolled around when she was informed and Eldoris made it very clear this was not optional. Ma and Dad had been good, loving parents, Aphrodite knew this, so she’d suck it up in order to try and give them a better life in return. What she remembered most about Amoreena was her thirst, drowning in the visions of grandeur she’d shared with her father. The girls spent close to every day together, fishing, swimming, collecting shells, training, or preparing meals. Aphrodite learned it wasn’t so hard to love. The 72nd Hunger Games paraded into town before too long, giving Aphrodite an unexpected fit of fear. She’d always known the plan was for Amoreena to volunteer the year she turned eighteen, she’d been made to feel confident in this plan. But as her betrothed triumphantly walked up to the platform, Aphrodite soaked up the sight of her, debilitated by nausea.

 For weeks, Aphrodite never got out of an earshot of the radio, television, or anything that could give her a direct update to Amoreena. When she died on night six of the games, so did part of Aphrodite. Folks didn’t see her around town for months, a felt absence. The Saltshores sank back into the depths of their poverty. Aphrodite could only be seen like a ghost in the night, weaving through the cemetery and weeping. She’d learned a lesson in trusting those around her– don’t. The Games and Capitol were completely recontextualized for her. While she mulled over this grief for near half a year, when she emerged at eighteen, it was as if she’d never experienced this tragedy. To ease her own boredom between trading her name in the reaping bowl for rations, she twirled through local shanties, went off with the boys giggling. The entire corner of Four was wrapped around her finger. The year following Amoreena’s slaughter taught her more than ever how to read people, how to get her way. Aphrodite deserved what she wanted after what she’d been through.

That was however, until her name was inevitably reaped. That many times bailing her frail parents out, Aphrodite reckoned it would happen eventually. She took it in stride, knowing from that moment forth it was more than local eyes on her, cameras gave Panem direct access and she planned to accentuate her natural assets as a darling. Even though resentment bubbled, even though it felt as Amoreena’s ghost stood behind her, she planned on returning home at all costs.

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Deceive- 3Fight- 2Lore (knowledge)- 1Notice - 3Physique - 2Provoke - 2Rapport - 3Resourcefulness - 1Stealth - 2Will -1

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[goldeycs]

i’m sure this has been done before but it’s something i also really want to do -  someone pls give me like a mall rats plot. maybe they work at the same store, maybe total opposite stores, stores across the way, whatever we want!!! but they’re friends bc they’re both mall employees and maybe they’re slackers or maybe they’re trying to save up money to move who knows? but i want them to fall in love because of course i do. making out in stock rooms, on breaks in the mall parking lot, in general cute mall-hang shenanigans. also do they smoke ouid? maybe, probably. just something chill and goofy, lots of room for whatever we want in the plot and something easy to add angst too in whatever way we want!  i would love to use my muse kennedy (sadie sink fc) who works at a record store here’s a link to her pinterest board: XXX i’d love to do this f/f or f/m, here’s some fcs i’d be interested in: hunter schafer, mia goth, mikey madison, jenna ortega, nico hiraga, mason gooding, etc etc. i’m super open to faceclaims!!!

[intonightcity]

total: 61 | female: 32 | male: 27 | tbd: 2 | private: 4 ( list under the cut )

Stephanie Acker. 24. homosexual not yet out. mikey madison fc. Make Up Specialist. Cosmetology assistant. Affiliate of Boutique Fresh Products. best friend of Angelica Ramirez ( @itsagraywcrld )

Veronica Allen. 33. bisexual. teyonah parris fc. Model. Glam Shell Modelling Agency. ex of Landon Wynter in Hollywood verse.

Veer Alvi. 31. bisexual. dev patel fc. Nightly News Network CEO. Media Millionaire.

Theo Anton. 50. heterosexual. andrew lincoln fc. Grace's Auction Authority President. Authenticator. uncle of Landon Wynter

Daniel Baker. 32. homosexual. david anders fc. Adult Star For Starduxxxe Studios: face of horror themed adult fare

Dawn Black. 29. homosexual. kristen stewart fc. Former Model. Adult Star for Starduxxxe Studios: where stylized adult entertainment brings more bang for the buck. Ex of Esmeralda Domingo.

Kurt Burrows. 33. bisexual. andrew west fc. Historian & Genealogist for NCHS (Night City Historical Society). half brother of Landon Wynter unknown at this time

Claudia Chen. 32. heterosexual. gemma chan fc. Actress. NYU Film friend of Landon Wynter in Hollywood verse.

Lavinia Cortez. 27. bisexual. sofia carson fc. Horror Host. Producer for Toxic Talk on the Frightful Follies Network.

Duncan 'The Scots Terror' Cloud. 45. tom hardy fc. Underground Fighter. Warrior Octagon.

Lucian Craven. 34. heterosexual. abel tesfaye fc. Owner of Diamond Casino. Severin Founder.

Lee Alonto Danger. 32. bisexual. manny jacinto fc. Adult Star for Starduxxxe Studios: the male face of the company

Esmeralda Domingo. 33. bisexual. shay mitchell fc. Executive & Acolyte. Diamond Casino. Severin. girlfriend of Landon Wynter (only in a default verse where he or she has no ship present).

Emeline Entwistle. 31. heterosexual. blake lively fc. Actress. canon ex of Landon Wynter

Tobias Fairchild. 38. bisexual. ed speleers fc. Producer. Head of Majestic Studios. Rival of Landon Wynter & Cosmic Vault Productions.

Holland Frost. 46. bisexual w/female pref. sarah paulson fc. Doctor of Technical Sciences & Gene Theory. Frost Synthetics. Outer District.

Jaime Garza. 35. bisexual. peter gadiot. Bar Owner. Neptune's Folly. Formerly Associated with Alejandro Silva's organization. selective muse

Munro Gordon. 38. bisexual. matt smith fc. Defense Attorney. Night City DA candidate. private muse ( @txnnesseehoney )

Natalie Hill. 31. bisexual. zoe kravitz fc. Tabloid Queen. Media brand Lipstick Gossip: where sex sells, lies are truth & celebrities get trashed. Former best friend of Jade Winthrope.

Susan Horowitz. 31. heterosexual. carlson young fc. Golden Girl of wealth. Owner of Ruby Casino. Rival to Lucian Craven. Obsessed w/ Landon Wynter since high school.

Jackson Hunter. 37. heterosexual. andrew garfield fc. Night City PD. Dabbler in Cat's Eye deals. PD partner of Dal Kang.

Charlene Jones. 44. bisexual. zoe saldana fc. Former Adult Star. Current Executive Producer at Starduxxxe Studios.

Dal Kang. 40. bicurious. gong yoo fc. Night City PD. Head of Corruption Crackdown Unit. PD partner of Jackson Hunter.

Alara Kaya. 28. bisexual. hande ercel fc. Dancer. The Pink Room: Erotic Dance Club. private muse ( @txnnesseehoney )

Ophelia Keal. 26. heterosexual. tilly keeper fc. Aspiring Actress. Socialite. friend of Frankie Hughes ( @stvrlyte )

Mark Lansing. 31. heterosexual. chace crawford fc. News Anchor for Nightly News Network. Film Agent (Hollwood verse only).

Camilla Luna. 28. lindsey morgan fc. Oceanographer. Ocean Ways Institute. fiancee of Lance Wynter in twin au. request muse ( all interactions take place prior to her accidental drowning )

Crystal Maddox. 25. bicurious. grace van patten fc. Venus Escort. Cousin of Jade Winthrope.

Gloria Mancini. 30. heterosexual. dakota johnson fc. Media Guru. Assistant Executive for Lipstick Gossip.

Cristobal Mardones. 48. heterosexual. pedro pascal fc. Gold & Gloss Loan CEO. selective muse

Natalya 'Talya' Mardones. 52. bisexual. salma hayek fc. Fashion Consultant & Design. Wife of Cristobal Mardones

Trent Miller. 43. heterosexual. anthony mackie fc. Glam Shell Modelling Agency CEO.

Talia Morgan. 40. bisexual. michelle rodriquez fc. Underground Fighter. Warrior Octagon.

Nadine Moore. 42. bisexual. freema agyeman fc. Doctor of Pathology. Dawn's Light Hospital.

Tabitha Nunes. 27. daniela nieves fc. Gold & Gloss Loan. Former Friend & Rival of Angelica Ramirez ( @itsagraywcrld )

Bijou Otieno. 36. lupita nyong'o fc. bisexual. Cat's Eye Black Market Madame. Voodoo Matron.

Karla Patterson. 52. bisexual. hallee berry fc. Madame of Venus. Sophisticated Escort Services. on again/off again with Ethan Wynter.

Selene Patterson. 27. heterosexual. tati gabrielle fc. NCHS (Night City Historical Society) Historian. best friend of Camilla Luna.

Miguel Perez. 26. bisexual. aron piper fc. Muertos Gang Leader. Enemy of Angelica Ramirez ( @itsagraywcrld )

Cassandra Porter. 36. bisexual. zazie beetz fc. Boutique Fresh Cosmetics. Youtube Beauty Guru. Infleuncer.

Angelo 'Bonecrusher' Reyes. 50. dave bautista fc. Warrior Octagon. Undefeated Underground Fighter.

Miranda Royce. 29. bisexual. nicola peltz fc. Fashion Designer. Glam Shell. Daughter of Holland Frost.

Elyse Saetan. 32. bisexual. prang kannarun fc. Owner of Fusion Implosion & Chef.

Yuri Sage. 25. bicurious. jennie kim fc. Escort for Venus.

Marigold Sinclaire. 34. bicurious. amanda seyfried fc. Failed Starlet. Telemarketer.

Alejandro Silva. 40. bicurious. diego luna fc. Owner of The Coast Car Dealership. Car Meet Street Racing Promoter. family friend of the Mendoza's ( @ixonmaiden @deathlycombinations )

Giselle Steele. 30. bisexual. ana de armas fc. Model. Glam Shell Modelling Agency. wife of Alejandro Silva (verse&plot dependant)

Calvin Sterling. 42. heterosexual. ben mckenzie fc. Cat's Eye Black Market. Bijou Otieno's Hired Gun.

Feng Tao. 59. homosexual. tony leung fc. Owner of The Pink Room: Erotic Dance Club. Head of the Viper Syndicate.

Yue Tao. 34. bisexual. meng'er zhang fc. Manager of The Pink Room: Erotic Dance Club. Daughter of Feng Tao.

Derek Thorton. 33. heterosexual. dylan o'brien fc. Cat's Eye Black Market. Illicit Trades In Protection & Killer services. private muse ( @txnnesseehoney )

Maya Tran. 40. bisexual. maggie q fc. Cosmic Vault Productions Affiliate. Celebrity assistant & publicist. Assistant to Landon Wynter in Hollywood verse.

Archibald Tumblety. 54. bisexual. daniel craig fc. Producer. Starduxxxe Studios Owner.

Vivienne Wilcox Violet. 26. heterosexual. zaria simone fc. Adult Star for Starduxxxe Studios: female face of the company.

Jade Winthrope. 30. heterosexual. shailene woodley fc. Night City PD Forensic Analyst.

Marius Wright. 48. heterosexual. omari hardwick fc. Former Underground Fighter. Owner of Warrior Octagon.

Aiden Wynter. 22. heterosexual. felix mallard fc. Photography Major. Son of Landon Wynter & Eloise Gray. exclusive muse ( @itsagraywcrld )

Benjamin Wynter. 21. homosexual. christopher briny fc. Street Artist. Son of Landon Wynter & Eloise Gray. exclusive muse ( @itsagraywcrld )

Ethan Wynter. 54. heterosexual. keanu reeves fc. Hitman. Business Partner of The Pink Room: Erotic Dance Club. Adopted brother of Julian Wynter. Uncle of Landon Wynter.

Florence Anton Wynter. 56. bisexual. michelle gomez fc. Author. Freelance Web Writer. Mother of Landon Wynter.

Julian Wynter. 58. heterosexual. greg kinnear fc. Executive Producer. Majestic Studios. Father of Landon Wynter.

exclusive muses ::: created solely for extended family or connections in specific ship verses private muses ::: reserved for plots, connections, ships with a specific mun only selective muses ::: highly selective in who they will interact against face claims ::: I do not adhere to banned lists for starter calls posted on this blog. So pls specify to avoid using a muse with a face that is on your banned as I will not use alts. DNI ::: Young child muses. Personal blogs. Non mutuals.

[vileintcnt]

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categorized by muses with an abundance of wealth.

Harrison Abbot. cheat sheet. ( fc > alex fitzalan )

Remi Windsor. cheat sheet. ( fc > savannah lee smith/ryan destiny )

Tobias Wilkes. cheat sheet. ( fc > keith powers/algee smith )

Valentina Ferreira. cheat sheet. ( fc > camila mendes )

Fitzwilliam Aldridge. cheat sheet. ( fc > charles melton )

Charlotte Montgomery. cheat sheet. ( fc > valentina zenere/sarah michelle gellar )

Elijah Anthony. cheat sheet. ( fc > daniel ezra )

Mali Saetang. cheat sheet. ( fc > n/a atm )

Brandy Vega. cheat sheet. ( fc > penelope cruz/salma hayek )

the ranch ‣‣‣

categorized by muses who live and work on the buffet ranch.

Ted Buffet. cheat sheet. ( fc > jeffrey dean morgan )

Wade Buffet. cheat sheet. ( fc > drew starkey/rudy pankow )

Barbie Buffet. cheat sheet. ( fc > diana silvers/hailee steinfeld )

the tour bus ‣‣‣

categorized by muses that are adjacent or involved in rockstar culture.

Otis Beckett. cheat sheet. ( fc > sebastian chacon/will harrison )

Bowie Romero. cheat sheet. ( fc > alexa demie )

Roman Romero. cheat sheet. ( fc > tyler posey )

Martina Rossi. cheat sheet. ( fc > camila morrone )

Penelope Quinn. cheat sheet. ( fc > nicola peltz/suki waterhouse )

Patrick Spence. cheat sheet. ( fc > joseph quinn )

the cell block ‣‣‣

categorized by muses who are morally corrupt. this includes muses who are violent, toxic, murderous, criminally versed etc. fair warning that these muses usually have the most intense set of kinks.

Connor Hawthorne. cheat sheet. ( fc > jacob elordi )

Claudia Jagger. cheat sheet. ( fc > maggie lindemann/barbie ferreira )

Vanessa Guerra. cheat sheet. ( fc > melissa barrera )

Wesley Loomis. cheat sheet. ( fc > felix mallard )

Bunny Brandt. cheat sheet. ( fc > mikey madison )

Damien Vaughn. cheat sheet. ( fc > dylan obrien )

the motel ‣‣‣

categorized by muses who incapsulate the 'daisy dukes' and 'pabst blue ribbon' americana aesthetic.

Colt Warner. cheat sheet. ( fc > david harbour )

Candy Waterhouse. cheat sheet. ( fc > sydney sweeney )

Duffy Maye. cheat sheet. ( fc > grace van dien )

Abigail Ramsey. cheat sheet. ( fc > madelyn cline/sabrina carpenter )

Angelica Dean. cheat sheet. ( fc > mia goth )

the apartment building ‣‣‣

categorized by muses who I could see inhabiting a dingy apartment in the middle of a city, spending most of their paychecks on takeout and wine.

Cherilyn Langley. cheat sheet. ( fc > madelaine petsch )

Lola Calvo. cheat sheet. ( fc > jenna ortega )

Michael Ostreicher. cheat sheet. ( fc > joe keery )

Brooke McConnell. cheat sheet. ( fc > alisha boe )

Teddy McConnell. cheat sheet. ( fc > mason gooding )

Catalina Ortiz. cheat sheet. ( fc > maia reficco )

Sam Soo-Hyun. cheat sheet. ( fc > woo do-hwan )

Simone Bellefleur. cheat sheet. ( fc > laura harrier )

Tomas Nunez. cheat sheet. ( fc > pedro pascal )

[luxetm]

this looks so cute!! what subplots are most wanted?

thank you so much ! i'd say definitely any of our subplots that currently need more muses to fill it out ( so any of the following i'll add under the cut ) but i'd also love to see muse 40 - the athlete that many think are throwing their games, muses 36 & 37 who got into some big internet beef, and muses 41 and 42 who are in a long distance relationship and finally now in the same place !!

subplots needing additional muses to be complete:

romantic

MUSE 1 and MUSE 2 grew up as children of the families running rival tech companies. throughout their lives they only heard negatively of the other, their parents obsessed with developing technology faster than their competitor, always feeling that their ideas were being spied on and that the other company was nothing but evil. MUSE 1 and MUSE 2 met when they both found themselves attending the same university in new york and became fast friends and quickly even more than that and now have to work to keep their relationship a secret from not only their parents, but the world as well.

MUSE 1:  jaeha park (jeon jungkook fc) MUSE 2: open

MUSE 29 and MUSE 30 have been that on and off again couple that everyone knows. they are constantly making headlines for whatever recent breakup has went down, and how publicly it always does. some people believe that it’s all just for publicity but they are really just that messy. they have just broken up for yet another time but everyone is wondering, is this time for good?

MUSE 29: kang moon-sik (kim kibum fc) MUSE 30: open ( see wc ) 

MUSES 31, 32, and 33 are the most unlikely pairing. each of them are vastly different in personalities, careers and interests but they are attached at the hip, completely and utterly in love with one another. however, a part of them does fear that perhaps their differences will be the reason they are unable to make it in the end.

MUSE 31: caius bailey (jacob anderson fc) MUSE 32: open MUSE 33: open

familial 

the miyoshi family is a family of old money and there are whispers that they have finally lost their riches due to decades of bad deals and investments. their matriarch is trying to marry off her five children, MUSE 10, MUSE 11, MUSE 12 and MUSE 13. MUSE 10, the eldest, inherited their father’s sense of fun rather then the mother’s sense of duty to try and get the family out of their desperate situation, MUSE 11 is a hopeless romantic who wants nothing more than to marry for love and is desperately searching for their right person before time runs out. MUSE 12 is fiercely obsessed with the lifestyle they once had and is absolutely on board, looking for the most wealthy single to marry and MUSE 13 wants absolutely nothing less than to be married.

must be of japanese descent 

 MUSE 10: mikey miyoshi (jacqueline sato fc) MUSE 11: reserved MUSE 12: open MUSE 13: open

professional

spaghetti uprising is an alt rock band that has recently broke the news that they are breaking up at the height of their career. while they tell fans that it’s an amicable separation and everyone has agreed to go their separate ways, the reality is that it is anything but that. MUSE 21 and MUSE 22 were caught together being more than just bandmates, breaking the most sacred rule they had set when they first started - no dating ! and if that wasn’t bad enough, they are constantly on and off again causing nothing but drama behind the scenes. MUSE 23 is the one who is always trying to find peace and make everyone get along, which only angers MUSE 24 who hates having to pretend like things are fine when they aren’t. it was a recent fight between MUSE 21 and MUSE 22 that ended things with the band and now they are each trying to pick up what’s left of their careers and whatever friendships may remain.

MUSE 21: lead singer, open MUSE 22: guitarist, robin pierce (elliot fletcher fc) MUSE 23:  background vocals & bass, open MUSE 24: drummer, open

MUSE 25 and MUSE 26 are celebrity chefs. MUSE 25 has always been successful but MUSE 26 knows the secret behind that fame. While MUSE 25 has numerous cooking specials and michelin star rated restaurants, their recipe that was their claim to fame was actually MUSE 26’s, something they shared between what they thought was their friend years ago. now MUSE 25 lives under the stress of knowing that at any time if MUSE 26 comes forward, their empire can be destroyed.

MUSE 25: open MUSE 26: caius bailey (jacob anderson fc)

[wilmingtoncrp]

RYAT NAVARRO is looking for his SIBLINGS (0/5). For more details and how to contact the player, read below.

CHARACTER INFORMATION

Character Name: Ryat Navarro

Type of Connection: His Siblings (0/5) (2 sisters, 3 brothers)

Connection Name: Michaela "Mikey", Alexander "Alex", Abigail "Abby", Atlas "AJ", Levi Navarro. (All first names are negotiable! But for the purpose of this, I'll call them as such.)

Connection Age:

Michaela: 38-40 Alexander & Abigail: 31-34 (they're twins) Atlas: 29-30 Levi: 26-28

Suggested FCs: UTP!!

Michaela: Lyndsy Foncesa, Mila Kunis, Alexandra Park, Alison Williams, Crystal Reed, Genevieve Padalecki, Jaimie Alexander, Lauren Cohan, UTP

Alexander: Zane Holtz, Luke Mitchell, Jack Falahee, Brant Daugherty, Penn Badgley, Liam Hemsworth, Nico Tortorella, UTP

Abigail: Adelaide Kane, Maia Mitchell, Jamie Levy, Katie Stevens, Mae Whitman, Poppy Drayton, UTP

Atlas: Cody Christen, Barry Keoghan, Dacre Montgomery, Austin Bulter, Hero Fiennes Tiffin, Tom Holland, Timothee Chalamet, UTP

Levi: Cody Christen, Barry Keoghan, Dacre Montgomery, Austin Bulter, Hero Fiennes Tiffin, Tom Holland, Timothee Chalamet, UTP

CONNECTION DESCRIPTION:

TW: child neglect, substance abuse, OD. dysfunction.

The Navarros' are the Gallaghers from Shameless. The kids basically raised themselves.

They all were born and grew up in South Hills.

These kids learned survivors instincts from the get, and they raised hell for just as long. The oldest daughter was the head of the family, she is the one who took over most of the care. Ryat is the second oldest, and he also took a big part in raising these kids.

A lot of the background of the siblings is UTP. What they're doing. Rather or not they made it out of South Hills, or if theyve been to prison. If their lives are together, or if they still figuring shit out.

THE TWO THINGS THAT ARE SET IN STONE, HOWEVER: The second oldest daughter, Abigail, did get pregnant with she was a teenager. She currently had a teenage son who's around 14, and named Noah at this moment. How she does as a parent, etc etc is UTP. The other thing is that there are 7 NAVARRO SIBLINGS. There is also a 17 year old named Maddison, who at the very least, still lives at the Navarro family home.

BIRTH ORDER FOR THE NAVARROS SIBLINGS GOES AS SUCH:

Michaela (38-40)

Ryat (36)

Alexander (31-34)

Abigail (31-34)

Atlas (29-30)

Levi (26-28)

Maddison (17)

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Their parents are Richard and Kelly Navarro. Kelly would spend some time in prison and when she came out, she'd link back up with her no good husband, and the birth of the last Navarro child came nine months later.

Kelly would overdose when Maddi was 1, while Ryat held her.

Their father, Richard, nicknamed Dick, by most of the kids, is still in the picture. He like a cockroach that won't die, and he is often found bumming around the Navarro house.

This family is BIG dysfunctional. They didn't grow up with good parents, and usually had to fight their way through life. But the one thing they are is close. Ryat loves all his siblings, and growing up, they really only even had each other. This, of course, doesn't mean they don't go rounds with each other...

MISC:

PINTEREST

SISTER/BROTHER VIBES: (x) (x) (x) (x) (x) (x) (x) (x) (x) (x)

BROTHER/BROTHER VIBES: (x) (x) (x) (x) (x)

FAMILY VIBES: (x) (x) (x) (x) (x) (x) (x) (x) (x)

If interested, please contact @ryatnavarro

[fckdavid]

(—) ★ spotted!! david peterson on the cover of this week’s most recent tabloid! many say that the 30 year old looks like jeremy allen white, but i don’t really see it. while the comedian/writer/actor is known for being humorous my inside sources say that they have a tendency to be ruthless i swear, every time i think of them, i hear the song pete davidson by ariana grande {he/him / cismale} - penned by laice pls someone stop me

BASICS

FULL NAME: david mikey peterson NICKNAME: dave AGE: thirty GENDER: cismale PRONOUNS: he/him HAIR COLOR: light brown EYE COLOR: blue SEXUAL AND ROMANTIC ORIENTATION: heterosexual OCCUPATION: comedian/writer/actor CAREER CLAIM: pete davidson CHARACTER INFLUENCES: mouth ( one tree hill ), chris keller ( one tree hill ), lewis ( h20: just add water ), chandler bing ( friends ), donkey ( shrek ), james cook ( skins ), marv ( home alone )  TATTOOS: same as fc PIERCINGS: none FAVORITE SEASON: winter FAVORITE COLOR: blue FAVORITE MUSIC: rap FAVORITE ANIMAL: monkey. FEARS: being alone. 

BIOGRAPHY

david grew up in a happy household for most of his life. his mother was a police officer and his father was a doctor. he always knew he was funny, he was the class clown, always getting into trouble at school for disrupting the class. but he never cared much for academics, he just loved making people laugh. as he got older, he realised that being funny was a sure way to get a girl into bed. he wasn’t some tall, built, greek god, but he was hilarious and often times that had him winning over 10/10′s because he had the gift of the gab and was blessed with a solid ten inches. 

when he was nineteen, his mother died. she wasn’t on duty, but ever the police officer she was trying to talk down a mugging until the police on duty did come. she didn’t realise the guy was locked and loaded until it was too late. news didn’t get back to david until later that night, he had been texting his mom, asking her what was for dinner, something that was so trivial for his last text to her that he hated. no goodbye, no i love you, just what’s for dinner. for a while he threw himself into parties and drugs for a while, anything to numb the pain. and for a while in his life, he was lost. no college, no dreams or aspirations, he didn’t know what he wanted to do, he just wanted his mom back. 

it wasn’t until his friend dared him to do an open mic night one night that his life changed for the better. he had taken the stage, his natural talent making the crowd reaction wild, something that greatly pleased dave. but what he didn’t realise was that the casting director for snl was in the audience. since then, he’s worked for the comedy show, writing his own skits, performing with countless celebrities, getting catapulted into the world of fame. although he was recognised for his comedy and cameo’s in acting, his biggest press attention came from the women he dated. a listers, women way out of his league. of course it never lasted long, even having one failed engagement. he so often still wore his heart on his sleeve, always doing crazy acts of love far too quickly, like getting tattoos of them that he had to cover up soon after. david still struggled with partying and drugs, numbing the pain that still ached deeply in his chest. another reason his relationships always failed. as sweet of a guy as he was, he also didn’t have a whole heart left to give anymore.

WANTED CONNECTIONS

fellow SNL hosts or industry buddies- the people he’d have met maybe through different talk shows ore are comedians themselves or celebrity guests he worked with

failed engagement- whirlwind engagement, neither of them in the right place at the time. it wasn’t an amicable end, feelings were hurt, bitter remarks made ( mostly on dave’s end )

one of his many relationships- they never lasted long and were always way too public 

the two year relationship- this was his longest but he broke it off and got in a new relationship with his failed engagement the very next day. 

best friend- some funny asshole who also likes to cause shit with him 

[radicalrascals]

The Hunter

Original Character | FC: Diego Luna

NAME: Miguel Guerrero

AGE: in his late 30s

SPECIES: human

PROFESSION: hunter of the supernatural

Short Bio

Miguel lost his parents in a werewolf attack when he was ten years old. Taken in by a hunter, he and his twin sister Carolina were trained to become perfect little soldiers in the everlasting war between humans and the supernatural, shaping their grief and anger into deadly bitter hatred for everything non-human.

Relationships

Carolina Guerrero > [Tag]

Ben Hernandez > [Tag]

Grace Rosa Madrigal > [Tag] | [Ship]

Playlist

¿A Dónde Van los Muertos? by Kinky from Reina (2006)

Sólo Por Hoy by Azul Violeta from América (1995)

Keep the Faith by Bon Jovi from Keep the Faith (1992)

Los Malaventurados No Lloran by Panda from Amantes Sunt Amentes (2006)

Día Cero by La Ley from Invisible (1995)

Detailed Profile

FULL NAME: Miguel Javier Guerrero

KNOWN AS: Miguel

NICKNAMES: Miguelito, Mikey

~~~~~~~~~~~~

SPECIES: human

RESIDENCE: travelling

PROFESSION: hunter of the supernatural

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AGE: in his late 30s

DATE OF BIRTH: tbd

PLACE OF BIRTH: Mexico

NATIONALITY: Mexican

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PARENTS: tbd

SIBLING: Carolina Guerrero (twin-sister)

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FACE CLAIM: Diego Luna

HEIGHT: 5ft 9 (1.8m)

NOTABLE FEATURES: collects tattoos to commemorate significant jobs; is more likely to collect scars alongside as well

STYLE: prefers mobility over armour on a hunt, will definitely dress for a hunt as his everyday outfit (including military grade trousers & combat boots). Even though he likes the way he looks in a suit, he finds them too restricting to wear outside a cover. Weapons are a must-have accessory at all times!! Enjoys having long hair, but will wear it in braids if it starts to get in the way

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LANGUAGES: Spanish (native), English (fluent)

SPEECH MANNERISM: Miguel will often use "we" and "us", referring to himself and his sister, even if the question is only directed at him

STRENGTHS: trained in the art of hunting the supernatural, skilled gunman, talent for drawing

WEAKNESSES: emotionally premature, easily provoked, takes everything personally, unhealthily loyal and unquestioning towards his sister, blind with anger on default, crippling commitment and trust issues

INTERESTS: ridding the world of the existence of the supernatural; likes to put his mind at ease through casual hookups, turns to drawing when in a brooding mood

VICES: holding grudges forever, occasionally smokes

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NSFW

Miguel is romantically and sexually attracted to men, women and everyone in between or outside that scale. He's not actively looking for a relationship, but never opposed to some distraction. He tends to be submissive around men and protective around women. Needs someone sweet and caring to make him let go of all the hatred that's weighing him down, so he can actually begin to experience love.

Bonus points for muses with the following face claims: Gael García Bernal, Pedro Pascal, Alice Braga, Wagner Moura

[hollywoodfamerp]

AND WE’RE ALL JUST ENTERTAINERS…

WELCOME TO HOLLYWOOD, JULES! YOU’VE BEEN ACCEPTED AS FRANK IERO!

PLEASE BE SURE TO DO THE FOLLOWING:

Send us your account within 24 hours.

Include your FCs full name in their blog bio.

Have the disclaimer that applies to you in your blog bio (found in our rules).

Be sure to have your ask box open.

Message the main to find out about any prior history

OPTIONAL: Message the main to be added into our OOC Blog

NAME/PRONOUNS/AGE/TIMEZONE:

Jules / 26 / they/them / EST 

FIRST CHOICE AND FC AGE:

Frank Iero / 41

SECOND CHOICE AND FC AGE:

Jodie Comer / 29

GENDER YOUR FC IDENTIFIES WITH AND PRONOUNS:

Male / he/him 

FC OCCUPATION:

Musician 

RULES PHRASE:

-

ARE YOU CURRENTLY ON HIATUS? *FOR CURRENT MEMBERS ONLY*

Yes/No (please be sure to read our rules if you’re answering yes to this)

WANTED CONNECTIONS:

Chemistry for ships but can I get uhhhh, Mikey Way and Ray Toro? thx 

PARA SAMPLE:

RFP.

WHO ELSE DO YOU PLAY IN THE ROLEPLAY:

N/a.

OTHER:

Gonna play him as separated / coparenting with his IRL wife, and they have three kids. <3 

[hockeylvr59]

Here With Me Part 21 || Taylor Makar

Author’s Note: Taylor heads home for spring break and he and Kelsey hit another bump in the road because of it. FC: Marina Laswick (@marooshk on instagram).

Warnings: cursing, anxiety // Word Count: 4,748

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Twenty

With Taylor’s season now officially over, Laura and Gary had no reason to stick around in Amherst. But not wanting their goodbye to Kelsey to be a wave during the quick exchange of the room key before Taylor and Kelsey had headed off to class Thursday morning, they invited Kelsey to join them at the arcade at the mall Thursday evening for a bit more casual of a setting since they were taking Taylor shopping Thursday afternoon anyway. 

Though Kelsey couldn’t stick around too long because she had promised to do some alterations for her roommate before they left for spring break, she played a few games with and against Taylor and his parents. She also learned from her boyfriend that he was going to go home to Calgary for spring break since he didn’t have hockey anymore and that he and his roommates were doing something Friday evening for T’s and Mercs’ birthdays. 

In a way, Kelsey was glad she had other plans for the evening because she couldn’t help but be disappointed which she knew would be hard to hide. She’d had so many plans for his birthday in her head but now he wasn’t even going to be here. And not only was he leaving but the one night he was going to be here before then, he was going to spend with his roommates. 

She knew it was selfish and he should see his family and spend time with his friends too but she couldn’t help but feel like he really hadn’t spent much time alone with her lately and she missed it. If his love language was physical touch, hers was quality time and even if they’d had the time part of that, the quality certainly had been missing. 

Instead, she kept her expression neutral until after she had said goodbye to his parents and said goodnight to Taylor and slipped back into her car. It was only then that she let her body language slump because this really kind of sucked. It was definitely a night to pop open a bottle of wine while she sewed her roommates clothes. 

****

Taylor: We’re just going to hang out at the apartment tonight with some people, come over?

Kelsey: Okay. 

****

On one hand, Kelsey was relieved that she’d get to see Taylor before he left for break, but on the other now she was going to have to share him with even more people and she was not looking forward to that at all. 

Arriving at Taylor’s apartment around seven, Kelsey found it full of not just the roommates but a few other friends and teammates. The music wasn’t overly loud but it was clear a get together was happening. 

“T! Kels is here.” Mikey called out upon spotting her. 

Within a moment, Taylor was popping around the corner and pulling her into a hug kissing her softly. 

“There’s my girl.” He declared clearly already having had at least one drink if the shitty taste of beer on his tongue was any indication. 

“Yo T where’d you go!” Someone called and though Taylor hesitated for a moment, Kelsey urged him off with a soft ‘go’ before making her way into the kitchen. 

Watching Taylor play some form of beer pong or whatever it was, Kelsey moved to put drinks in the fridge so they were cold and refilled the bins of snacks before cleaning up the kitchen. 

When the game was over he wandered to drape himself over her again, but she maybe had his attention for five minutes before he was engaged in conversation with someone else and Kelsey dipped out of his grasp to wander around the apartment grabbing empty bottles to put in the trash. 

“Hey Kels…” Mikey stated softly upon her reentry to the kitchen. “You okay?” 

“Fine.” She replied, her fake smile on display. If he noticed her lie, he didn’t say anything and just nodded, grabbing another drink before leaving her in the kitchen to watch as the small party went on around her. 

Honestly she wasn’t sure why Taylor had even invited her. She was literally the only girl here and while she knew his roommates it wasn’t like she was friends with them or any of the other guys on the team. And besides a single kiss and five minutes worth of clinging it was like she wasn’t even there. 

And like she couldn’t fault him for having fun but she definitely wasn’t even if she usually loved parties like this. 

It was probably 8:45 when she slipped into the bathroom to let out a sigh and just have a few minutes of quiet, not leaving until there was a knock on the door with someone wanting to use the bathroom. 

Doing another round of cleaning and restocking, Kelsey ended up sitting on Taylor’s lap for a few minutes until he was dragged into another party game. 

Shortly before eleven, Kelsey decided she’d had enough and moved to find Taylor, wrapping her arms around his shoulders while he played cards. 

“Hey T. I’m gonna go. Happy Birthday. Let me know when you get to Calgary.” She whispered softly in his ear before kissing his cheek and moving to head out. He didn’t stop her, barely even acknowledged hearing her and that told Kelsey everything she needed to know about this week. 

As much as she had thought she was a priority in his life, she wasn’t. 

Driving back to her apartment, Kelsey threw everything she wanted to take home for break into bags and then unceremoniously tossed them into the backseat before making the drive back to her parents house, arriving just after midnight. 

Grateful that they were in Arizona for a long weekend for a conference, she made her way up to her room after locking up and just fell into bed, sobbing into her pillow. 

*****

With Taylor due to get into town in the afternoon, Laura and Gary were finishing their own unpacking and tidying up the house while finally catching up with their older son beyond the brief check ins they’d had throughout the week. 

“You guys were particularly hard to get ahold of this week.” Cale commented. 

“Eh you know, taking Taylor shopping, the game and trip to and from Boston, having dinner with and getting to know Kelsey.” Gary listed while unloading the dishwasher. 

For nearly five minutes, Cale went on a ramble about the Costco they’d go to in Massachusetts vs the one in Denver before he stopped suddenly. 

“Wait. Who the fuck is Kelsey?” He questioned, like he’d never heard the name before in his life. Laura’s eyes went wide but Gary just rolled with it, continuing his conversation with his son.

“She’s Tay’s girlfriend. Crazy smart, sweet, and a firecracker.” Gary declared. 

“T has a girlfriend?!?! Since when???” 

“January or so.” Gary replied before regaling Cale with how Amherst and the surrounding area had changed in the few years since he’d been there. 

****

It wasn’t until Taylor was on his flight to Calgary that he really had time to sit and think. He’d listened to music while waiting for his flight just like normal until a song came on that he’d added after hearing it play in Kelsey’s car. Though he’d had to focus on boarding, now that he was situated he couldn’t get Kelsey out of his mind. 

She’d left last night before it was even really late. She’d dropped a kiss to his cheek, wished him a happy birthday, and then was gone. She didn’t even say I love you. 

And when he’d texted her that he was boarding and that he loves her she’d left him on read. 

Fuck. 

Taylor rubbed his face before starting to replay last night in his mind to figure out how he had fucked things up. 

He’d greeted her when she arrived and then she’d sent him to go finish his game. Admittedly one game had turned into a couple before he’d gone looking for her and it hadn’t been long with her in his arms before Kenny was talking to him about a whole range of things.

Fuck, he’d kind of abandoned and ignored her hadn’t he? 

Opening up the notepad on his phone since he couldn’t send a text right now, Taylor tried to figure out how to apologize to Kelsey for being an idiot. 

Kels. I’m sorry for last night. It was pretty fucking shitty of me to abandon you and not include you more. Can’t say I blame you for leaving. I’m so sorry. I’ll make it up to you when I get back.

Mentally cursing himself again, Taylor switched back to his music just trying to distract himself for the rest of his flight. 

When his flight landed, Taylor gathered up his carry-on and made his way through the airport to the gate he was usually picked up at. 

As soon as he turned airplane mode off his phone almost exploded with missed calls, voicemails, and texts from his brother. Eyes going wide he shoved his phone in his pocket again until the buzzing stopped. Then he pulled it out to send off his apology text to Kelsey and notify her he was safe in Calgary before resuming his quest to meet his ride. 

Finding his cousin Lucas’ vehicle didn’t take too long and Taylor tossed his bag into the back before climbing into the passenger seat, thanking him for picking him up. 

As Lucas caught him up on some family gossip, Taylor checked his phone just to see why Cale blew him up. 

Cale: WHAT THE FUCK DUDE

Cale: You have a girlfriend???

Cale: Since January???

Cale: And I found out from dad!

Cale: Because he and mom fucking met her! 

Cale: You gotta be fucking kidding me. 

Cale: Don’t think you’re gonna get to ignore me about this. 

Cale: Even if you are on a cross country flight right now. 

Cale: I can’t believe you have a girlfriend and didn’t tell me for two fucking months. 

Cale: Technically still haven’t told me. Dad did. 

Cale: You fucking suck. 

Cale: But congrats I guess. 

Cale: Mom and dad seemed to like her. 

Cale: Fuck you Taylor. Mark knew?

Cale: Way too pretty for you T. 

Cale: But you’re kinda cute together I guess. 

Taylor was sure that the voicemails contained similar vibes and he closed the thread checking to see if Kelsey had responded to him yet. Nothing. 

Closing his eyes, Taylor tried to focus on the family dinner Lucas was telling him he was being dragged to since he was back in town.

Thankfully it was easy to lose himself in the love of his family and the end of Cale’s game and not think about how his phone was still silent. 

Eventually though it buzzed once and Taylor excused himself from the room for a moment before checking it. 

Kelsey: apology accepted. 

That was it. Kelsey was only a brief texter if she was in a hurry or upset so the fact that she didn’t send more left a sinking feeling in his gut. But again he tried not to dwell and returned to his family centering the conversations on them and not on him. 

By the time he got home with his parents he was torn between not wanting to be alone and just wanting to bury himself under the covers. Deciding for a bit of both he said goodnight to his parents and then headed to his room to call Cale so that his brother wouldn't kill him for ignoring him. 

Thankfully he was able to steer Cale to talk about hockey and things in Denver and not Kelsey and how he had apparently fucked things up. 

By the time he got Cale off the phone Taylor was just jetlagged and exhausted enough that he might be able to get a few hours of fitful sleep. 

Eventually Taylor woke up and went for a long run before he showered and got ready to go hang out with his cousins again. The busier he was the easier it was to not think about Kelsey though he did try to call her midday with no answer leaving him starting to question everything. Again he stalled as long as he could going home before finally resigning himself to crawling into bed alone. 

Around ten o’clock birthday messages started rolling in from people he knew on the east coast where it was already basically his birthday. 

For some reason he wasn’t expecting his phone to light up with a series of texts from Kelsey at 10:01 pm, yet it did. 

Kelsey: It took 21.60273973 revolutions of the sun from when you were born until we met. In that time you became the well-mannered, lighthearted, intelligent, funny, kind, respectful, persevering, passionate, gentle, and loving man that knocked me off my feet and kept me steady all at the same time. You remind me every day that while there are times to be serious, life isn’t worth living without a little fun and laughter too. Though we’ve only known each other for four-tenths a revolution of the sun, I can’t wait to see what the next 21+ will bring. 

Kelsey: All of that to say Happy Birthday T. I wish I were there to celebrate with you in person especially since your present isn’t exactly mailable but I hope you have the best day and I love you.

Kelsey: Hopefully these will suffice in the meantime.

As he read over his girlfriend’s sweet messages his phone buzzed again with a handful of photos. Photos of his girlfriend in a burgundy lace lingerie set. Immediately his dick responded because Kelsey was so fucking beautiful. Scrolling back up to read her texts, Taylor found himself hoping that maybe he had misread her energy the past few days and things really were fine. 

Then he opened one of the photos to take a closer look and his dick immediately softened. 

It wasn’t that she didn’t look gorgeous because she absolutely did. But as Taylor looked closer at her face, it was plain as day that the smile she was wearing didn’t reach her eyes. Despite having clearly done her hair and makeup before taking the photos, her gaze into the camera looked hollow. It looked like taking the photos was the last thing she wanted to do. It was an act. And there was no bigger turn off in the world than that. 

Tossing his phone down on the bed, Taylor threw his pillow across the room before getting up and crossing the hall to the bathroom. Starting up a cold shower, Taylor stripped and stepped under the spray. He didn’t know what to believe because those messages said one thing while the pictures said another. The girl in those pictures…that wasn’t his girlfriend. 

He couldn’t help but wonder if she even wanted to do this anymore. 

As tears of frustration spilled from his eyes Taylor leaned against the shower wall. How had things gotten so messed up when a week ago they had said I love you for the first time. Had meeting his parents been too much for her to handle? Had he fucked up in some other way? Was she still pissed about Friday after saying she accepted his apology? Taylor just didn’t understand. 

When chills finally overtook his body, Taylor wiped at his eyes and climbed out, drying off and redressing before returning to his room to gather the pillow from the floor and crawl under the blankets. 

Knocking his phone, Taylor reached for it before it hit the floor and looked at the lock screen picture of he and Kelsey postgame Wednesday that Merc’s mom had taken and sent him. Sighing he unlocked his phone and opened his text thread with Kelsey. 

Taylor: Thanks Kels. 

Taylor: Are you okay? 

It wasn’t a question he was actually expecting her to answer but he had to ask. Especially right away because he was sure she was asleep. 

Taylor wasn’t sure how long he scrolled through various social media platforms, sighing every time something made him think of Kelsey, before his eyes finally drifted shut causing him to doze lightly. 

Having not really slept, Taylor couldn’t help but groan a little while his mom declared that she was dragging him out shopping after breakfast, insisting that they needed to make sure that he had clothes that fit. 

After shopping, they met up with his dad for lunch and then went to see a movie before having some extended family over for a birthday potluck dinner. By the time everyone left, Taylor felt very loved but also was a little bit exhausted. Yet with all the uncertainties on his mind, Taylor found sleep evading him until the early hours of the morning when his body finally gave in. 

Waking just a few hours later, the second straight morning with no replies from his girlfriend, Taylor had had enough. 

Taylor: Do you even want this…me anymore? 

He wasn’t sure what to expect anymore so when her reply came less than ten minutes later he was actually a little surprised. 

Kelsey: Feels like you’re the one that doesn’t want this. 

Clicking on her contact, Taylor called her, each ring of the phone only making him more annoyed. 

Taylor: Kelsey….answer the phone. 

As soon as he sent the message Taylor was calling her back and though she answered the phone it was with silence. 

“What did I do to make you think I don’t want this?” He asked. 

"Because I can count the number of waking hours we've spent alone together since the snow day on one hand.” 

Taylor racked his brain to think of the days since the snow day. There was the Maine trip and then his parents had been in town plus playoffs and yeah he guessed they really hadn’t spent much time together alone in the last two weeks. There might have been a few missed opportunities like inviting her over before the party or taking her into his room for a bit during the party but he’d basically done the best he could. 

“And I know I’m being a little bit selfish.” Kelsey mumbled, her voice pure sadness. “Of course hockey is important and school is important. And of course you should spend time with your parents when they come to see you and you have every right to want to spend time with friends. And I’ve never once complained about any of those things. But I can’t help but feel like I’m last on the priority list lately if I’m even on there at all.” 

Taylor could hear her starting to cry through the phone and his heart shattered. 

“And I can’t blame you for wanting to go home for break, I really can’t, but I was so looking forward to the thought of spending your birthday with you. Of…assuming you remembered to go get tested even though I haven’t seen results…surprising you with being comfortable forgoing protection for oral and taking that next step since we’ve been exclusive for awhile.” 

Her words knocked the wind out of him and Taylor cursed under his breath. 

“Kels…I’m so sorry.” 

“Don’t be.” Kelsey whispered. “Like I said, I’m being selfish. This is more a me problem than a you problem. And I didn’t want to explode on you like this, which is why I was distant. So I’m gonna go before I ruin your trip home more.” 

“Kels, don’t. Don’t hang up.” Taylor pleaded. 

“Taylor, enjoy your trip home. I’ll see you when you get back.” Kelsey insisted. “And I do love you even if I’m hurting. Don’t doubt that.” 

Before Taylor could say anything else the call had dropped and he stared at his phone, body in shock. Kelsey’s words ran through his head on repeat leaving a deeper and deeper sinking feeling inside of him each time. He wasn’t going to be able to get the sound of her crying out of his head anytime soon. 

Fuck. He’d fucked up so bad even if Kelsey insisted on bearing the blame. And to make things worse he didn’t know how to fix it. 

After about twenty minutes trying to figure out how the fuck to fix it, Taylor wandered out of his room in search of his mom, wrapping his arms around her and burying his head into her neck when he found her. 

“I fucked up mom.” He mumbled, his voice shaky. 

Rubbing his back, Laura guided him to go sit down and instructed him to start from the beginning. After Taylor spilled his guts, recounting exactly what Kelsey had said to him, Laura hugged him softly. 

“Have you heard of love languages Taylor?” She questioned, only to receive a shake of her son’s head. “Love languages are ways we prefer to receive and to give love. And there are five ways: Words of Affirmation, Gifts, Acts of Service, Quality Time, and Physical Touch.” As she listed them she could see Taylor’s ears perk up. 

“I’d bet you could probably guess yours without even thinking about it for more than a second, right?” She asked and Taylor nodded. 

“Physical touch. Kelsey calls me her koala.” Taylor mumbled. 

“So since the snow day has your love language been met?” Laura prompted. 

“I mean yeah….” Taylor replied. “We cuddled when I got back from Maine, hand on thigh at dinner with you guys, the hug and kiss and car snuggles and sleeping beside her after the game, her sitting on my lap at the party.” 

“So to you nothing was wrong.” Laura confirmed. “Based on everything Kelsey just told you, does her love language also seem like physical touch?” Immediately, Taylor shook his head. 

“No. Hers is quality time.” Taylor admitted. “And I didn’t meet her love language at all mom.” Sighing, Taylor rubbed his face. “But how do I meet her love language when sometimes quality time isn’t possible like when I’m on the road?” 

“We don’t have just one love language Tay. It’s not that one applies and none of the others do. It’s more that it’s a ranking. You have a primary love language, it fills your needs fastest. But you also have a secondary love language or combination of other love languages that will meet that need but not as strongly or quickly.” Laura paused to breathe. “Because I’d like to think that as your mom I know you, I’d say that acts of service and words of affirmation are secondary for you and gifts and quality time are at the bottom. So you need to figure out what Kelsey’s secondary love language or combination of love languages are and when quality time isn’t possible, focus on meeting the others. To me it sounds like physical touch is at the bottom of Kelsey’s rankings, it just doesn’t meet her needs at all. But maybe words of affirmation, gifts, or acts of service would in some shape or form.” 

“She does like when I clean her car off from snow.” Taylor admitted. “And I honestly didn’t expect her to wear the hat with my number on it when I gave it to her but she’s worn it at every game since. And I doubt I’ll ever see the hoodie I gave her in my closet again.” 

Quiet for a minute, Taylor sighed. 

“I guess I haven’t met any of those other love languages since the snow day either.” A small pout formed on his face. “No wonder she doesn’t feel like she’s a priority to me and is wondering whether I want her. She’s so much better at this than I am mom.” 

“It sounds like she’s familiar with love languages Taylor, and figured yours out a while ago.” 

Taylor thought of how she always was willing to let him touch her or snuggle, how she would mend his clothes, make him things, and the notes she wrote him for Valentine's day and his birthday in addition to constantly telling him she was proud of him. She was regularly hitting basically every love language in addition to physical touch to make sure that all of his needs were met. 

And yet he couldn’t meet a single one of hers. 

“We both know that you know how to meet every single one of those Taylor. It’s just something that requires a little bit of effort and intentional focus. Relationships aren’t easy Tay. But if you love someone the way I think you love Kelsey, putting in the effort is worth it.” Laura murmured. “Now let me make you some breakfast because you need to eat something.” 

While his mom made breakfast, Taylor moved to wash his face and then returned to his room for his phone. 

Taylor: My mom taught me about love languages and it all makes so much more sense now. I promise I’m going to be better about meeting your needs moving forward. 

Taylor: If you want to talk we can, and if you want to wait until I’m back then I guess that’s okay too. 

****

Kelsey hadn’t replied back and Taylor tried not to let it bother him knowing that she was working on some things herself. Instead he worked on a project of his own making sure it was perfect. It was only when he received the notice that it was ready that he texted her again. 

Taylor: If you’re out and about today you should stop by 100 Charlton Rd, Sturbridge, MA 01566, there’s something there for you. 

Kelsey: What are you up to? 

This time it was Taylor that didn’t respond and after finishing her current errand, Kelsey headed to that address to find herself at walmart. 

Kelsey: Why am I at Walmart? 

Taylor: [attaches photo center order information] 

Confused, Kelsey climbed out of her car, locking it, and headed inside, straight back to the photo center. 

“My boyfriend sent me to pick up an order I think.” She declared to the attendant showing them the confirmation number. After just a minute she was handed a shopping bag and told that she was all set and it was already paid for online. 

Heading back to her car, Kelsey opened the bag to reveal a photobook. On the front cover was their kiss in the car on Valentine’s day and Kelsey had to swallow a lump in her throat. Opening the front cover there was a picture of a qr code attached with photo corners and when she used her phone’s camera over it, it directed her to a spotify playlist. 

With her phone connected to her car’s speakers immediately a song started playing and Kelsey quickly recognized Kane Brown’s voice. 

I’m just scared of losing you. 

Kelsey instantly knew that Taylor was bearing his heart to her in the best way he knew how…through music. 

Flipping through the book Kelsey saw the pictures from valentine’s day as she expected, but she was amazed by how many other photos there were. She didn’t realize any of these photos existed. A picture of her sleeping on his chest while he looked at her with the fondest eyes, one of their linked hands in her car while she drove, a couple from the night they’d gone bowling with his roommates, even one that judging by her outfit was from postgame Wednesday night as they just held each other in the bowels of Conte Forum. There was a picture of the fireplace and singer at the restaurant in Deerfield before Christmas, one of the band they saw play in Northampton, one of her just sitting at his desk doing homework and another of her on his floor meditating. He’d even taken one of her making eggs in his apartment kitchen on their snow day. 

How had she never known that all of these moments had been captured? 

Tucked at the very back was a picture that made the tears pooling in her eyes finally fall. A picture of them in the parking lot at Mullins, with Taylor clearly in the middle of spinning her around after she’d told him she loves him too. 

Above it was a photo of a piece of paper with 'All the love songs in the world couldn't encapsulate the ways I love you, Kelsey’ written in Taylor’s neat formal printing. 

He didn’t have to do any of this. Really he didn’t. 

But Kelsey couldn’t deny that she felt so very loved because he had.

[felicitousfaceclaims]

MIKEY WAY | WHITE ( AMERICAN ) | 1980

[imma-lil-teapot]

for the character list thing, plz do any splinter

You betcha! :D Imma choose 2003!Splinter since he's probably my fav of all the iterations.

favorite thing about them

How protective he is over his sons! To a fault even, but it genuinely warms my heart whenever Rat Pappy is ready to throw fists at anyone who harms his boys! And he's just such a doting father, raising four infant turtles, he just happened to stumble upon in the sewer, the best way he knows how and just seemingly loving every minute of it. And y'all can't tell me he wouldn't do it again! I'm currently rewatching the series (again), and Splinter's reaction in the last ep of Season 5 where he thinks the Turtles were slain always feels so genuine and gets me right in the feels every time! :'(

Also, his sense of humour is beyond amazing!

April: "I feel like I've gone from being happily single to mother of four overnight."

Splinter: "Tell me about it."

least favorite thing about them

This is a tough one... Think when he keeps information from the boys (the Utroms for example) that could really be of great importance.

Something I also want to mention is how he went about dealing with Leo's fear of heights when Leo was a child: Someone actually analysed that the way Splinter chose to act out a life or death situation when he hung by his robe over the swirling water is the reason why Leo struggles so with failure: that lesson essentially taught him that failure leads to someone dying! Now, we could say it's a stretch, but it's something to think about, and I'm only sort of including this because I wholeheartedly believe that Splinter didn't intend for that to happen and just didn't think his lesson all the way through, if it were the case, and that he was just doing his best for his son.

favorite line

Omgosh! How do you pick just one?! :O Aside from the earlier example, one that comes to mind at this moment:

Splinter: "Next time it would be wise to heed the ancient Japanese proverb: Phone first!"

Ooh ooh and:

Splinter: "If one cannot afford to pay, then one should not play. Suckers!"

brOTP

Imma say either Ancient One or the Daimyo. Both go way back with Splinter and generally share a very heartfelt friendship... And Ancient One's a heck of a character so I can see the two of them partaking in silly shenanigans every now and then. X'D

OTP

Nahhh, this rat's single. Honestly can't picture him with anyone. XD

nOTP

I've seen him shipped with his sons before... So yeah, that's a definite nOTP for me if ever there was one. But again, don't really see him with anyone so... XD Unless someone has a very interesting FC for him maybe?

random headcanon

When the boys neared puberty and began talking about the girls they saw on TV and in magazines in typical tween fashion, Splinter felt it necessary to explain to/remind them that humans only seek out members of their own kind. Something that slightly broke his heart to do, believing his sons would never have partners. (Not meant to be T-Cest fodder, just saying)

On a lighter note, Splinter has a sweet tooth but tries to tone it down around the Turtles (especially Mikey) for fear of being a bad influence.

unpopular opinion

Dunno if this counts, but I prefer the idea of Splinter being a pet rat that learned Ninjutsu by observing Master Yoshi (hence this version) verses him being Hamato Yoshi turned rat. The concept just sits better with me. :)

song i associate with them

Went with a classic cause it was oddly difficult finding one that really fit him: Phil Collins - You'll Be In My Heart

favorite picture of them

It's so difficult to choose again, but let's go with this one. The disappointment in those eyes. X'D

Thanks, Nonnie. That was a blast! :D