#heroexxs

[mysteriousxgirls]

Kyra stood frozen for a moment, her fingers still gripping the glass Zeke had slid toward her, the weight of his words pressing down on her chest. She could feel the coldness of the glass against her palm, but it didn’t reach her; her thoughts were swirling too fast. He was right—staying meant more danger, more uncertainty. But leaving… leaving was a different kind of terrifying. Her gaze flicked toward the window again, staring at the city she’d always known, the one that had always felt like a cage. The thought of stepping away from everything, of running, sent a shiver through her, but it also lit a spark of something she hadn’t felt in so long—hope. She swallowed hard, the fear and excitement mixing in her chest. A soft smile tugged at the corners of Kyra’s lips as Zeke’s words sank in. When he asked if she trusted him, she didn’t hesitate. In that moment, she realized she trusted him more than she trusted herself—more than she ever thought she could trust anyone. Zeke wasn’t just a plan to her; he was the only person who had ever offered her a chance at something better, something real. She could see it in his eyes, in the way he carried himself—he wasn’t just talking. He was ready. And so, for the first time in a long while, she let herself believe. “I trust you, Zeke...” she whispered, her voice barely audible, but the sincerity behind it was unmistakable. She turned to face him fully, her heart pounding in her chest as she let the truth of her words settle between them. “I do trust you.” Her gaze softened, a warmth spreading through her as she considered the gravity of what they were about to do. “So, let’s do it,” she continued, her tone more resolute now, the words a promise to both of them. “Let’s leave. Let’s escape my father and his world.” The thought of a new life, somewhere far away in Sicily, felt like a dream she’d tucked away long ago—something impossible. But with Zeke beside her, it didn’t seem so far out of reach. She stepped closer, her eyes gleaming with a new determination. “If we need money, I can get it... a lot of it.” The offer came easily, though the weight of her words carried more than just a promise to help. It was a way of saying, I'm with you. All in. “I want to help. I don’t want you to do this alone.”

He knew the risks, he knew the risks of one of them getting out of here, let alone the both of them, but he'd do just about anything to make sure that she could have some sort of joy in this life. The closer the two got and spent more with one another, Zeke wanted nothing but the best for her. "What if we don't?" He said with a little shrug. "I know it's a shit answer, but what if you stay and things still go to shit?" Things were already starting to go to shit, they just got shot at a night club of all places so if that happened just tonight, he could only imagine what else could happen if they stayed there. Her father's enemies were now her enemies whether she liked it or not, or even if she knew about them or not. He could see the small glimpse of hope in her eyes, and he was willing to do just about anything to give her a somewhat normal life. "You'd have to show me around, I've never been." He said with a small chuckle. He didn't know too much about her mother, her father never brought her up, rightfully so, and he knew it was far too much of a touchy subject to ask. "Do you trust me?" Zeke asked as he took a sip of his drink before leaning against his counter. "I just need you to trust me, with everything." He felt like she did, but he just wanted to make sure that he had her full trust. He knew it would be hard at first, the constant moving around until they found a spot where no one could reach them, but he knew eventually that they would be able to live somewhat of a normal life. "I'd have ot do things quickly, but you know I wouldn't even bring it up if I didn't think I couldn't pull it off." Zeke said with another shrug as he caught her eyes. "Your father is getting his hand dirtier and he'll be dragging whoever's around him down with him. The sooner everyone gets out of his line of fire, the better."

[hlfmoonshine]

it was a date, a real and proper date. sanem considered their dinner a date as well, but there was a difference between a planned date and a circumstance of fate. their inital date had been a circumstance of fate, at least in sanem's eyes, an intervention from the universe to finally push the two together. sanem couldn't possibly be anymore excited, listening carefully beyond her music for the familiar rumble of sofia's bike.

sanem knew she wanted to see sofia again during their dinner, she was immediately connected to the woman in a way that she couldn't explain, the further into dinner however, she knew it wasn't the same kind of connection she'd form with just anyone. how long was she part of sanem's day to day without ever having a proper conversation? she'd had no reservations in telling sofia she wanted to get to know her more.

there was a lull in the music, the record needed to be flipped, but sanem finally heard it, pausing in place, a buzz rising in her hands, a flutter in her chest. she wasn't quite sure the last time she'd been this excited for anything. /@heroexxs

[lcvewaslcst]

@heroexxs

melanie hated the library after eight o'clock. the fluorescent lights buzzed too loudly, and the vending machines always seemed to jam when she needed something to steady her nerves. but tonight, it was quiet. too quiet. she hesitated just inside the doors, clutching the strap of her bag like it might keep her upright. she spotted valeria immediately, curled up in one of the oversized chairs by the windows, her laptop open and her coffee cup half-empty. her heart clenched. val looked so focused, so determined—and so out of reach. melanie’s fingers twitched at her sides, her breath catching before she found her voice. "val?" she stepped closer, but not too close. "i didn’t think you’d pick up if i called." quiet hung in the air, her heart slamming so wildly in her chest that she was sure val heard it. she swallowed and forced the words out before they choked her. "i miss you." she hated how shaky her voice sounded. she hated the way val wouldn’t even look at her now. but most of all, she hated herself for waiting this long to say it.

[brklynbxby]

Closed starter for @heroexxs based on this

Jade's hands trembled as she clutched her daughter tightly to her chest. The papers she had received earlier today felt like a weight pressing on her lungs. She'd tried to be strong for her daughter, but now, in the safety of her best friend's home, the dam had finally broken.

Tears blurred her vision as she collapsed onto the couch, her daughter still nestled in her arms, playing quietly with a stuffed animal. “He's... he's texting me, saying I’m a terrible mother," Jade spat, her voice shaking with both fury and frustration. "Telling me I don’t deserve her.”

"I haven’t even gotten a chance to breathe since those papers came. I don’t care what he says about me, but her.” Jade's voice cracked as the tears started to flow freely again, her chest tightening with the weight of everything she was carrying. "I don't have the luxury of giving up. If I lose her... I’ll lose everything." Her throat tightened with the raw truth of it, her whole body shuddering with the force of it.

[popcultr]

CLOSED STARTER FOR @heroexxs

MUSE: atticus walsh / 30 / secretary @ a law firm / heterosexual

carrying on from HERE

knowing that gabe was going to be at the party made atticus nervous, she'd spent much longer on her look than normal, making an effort, and her friends teased her about it. she was excited about seeing him again though and looking forward to getting to know him, her roommate couldn't wait to be introduced too.

atticus entered her living room, from her kitchen, drink in hand, the party was in full swing. she spotted him, casually, she made her way over to him, trying to seem cool, "hey! you made it".

[ohmylcve]

closed starter for @heroexxs !

although chloe didn't know anyone in that party besides kyle, she just knew it would be legit: after all, he was the one who brought her to the best parties and hangouts she's ever been, the only reason why she was able to meet so many good people. chloe was a recluse person, it was true: but that didn't necessarily mean she didn't like to socialize every now and then. so after a few shots, now completely out of known faces, she gathers closer to another girl, who seems just as recluse. "tell me you don't know this bastard" she gently moves her head towards kyle's direction, then back to the girl.

[svftlove-a]

"okay, so maybe i'm not ready to see you with someone else," the words escape her petals with a soft sigh. " can you really blame me ? we were together for two years." / @heroexxs

[thedevilsbckbone]

Closed starter for @heroexxs

The first time Neha slowly opened her eyes, all she could feel was cold and pain. Her vision blurred, her ears ringing, head pounding and body aching. She groaned as she tried to look around, trying to reach for something, understand what was happening. She felt a tightness against her chest, vision going in and out as she tried to figure out where she was. She saw a glimpse of her windshield, cracked and shattered, beyond it nothing but white. It took her a moment to realize she was in her car, and then a few more moments to realize she was upside down. She gasped, hands flailing around as she tried to reach for something to support herself, crying out in agony at the pain. Her skin felt like ice, slowly sinking deep under her skin. The ringing in her ear grew louder. Louder. Louder. Until suddenly it all went dark again. Then there was only cold.

When Neha woke again, the first thing the heiress was aware of, was how warm she felt, a stark contrast from the ever consuming cold. The more she came to, the more the room around her came into vision and the brunette blinked in confusion, remembering she'd been in her car last. Her eyes swept around the unfamiliar space, feeling anxiety start to swell up in her chest. She tried to sit up, letting out a sharp gasp of pain the moment she moved, grasping onto the blanket that was covering her. Her head ached from the sudden shift and her eyes squeezed shut, willing the pain to subside as she took deep breaths through her nose. "What the fuck..." she huffed between labored breaths. After giving herself to recover, Neha grit her teeth and took a deep breath, bracing herself as she moved to sit up again. It took a few agonizing seconds but she was finally sat up, peering around the room again. It looked like the inside of some sort of cabin, a small fire crackling steadily in the brick fireplace that sat across from the old, worn sofa she sat upon. Her brows knit together softly, Glancing around to see if anyone else was there. "Hello?" she called out softly, feeling her nerves growing with unease. "Is -- is someone there?"

[cigvrettedvet]

"so if you plan on saying i told you so, you better save it for after i leave. i'm too heartbroken to hear about how right you were." and really, terra had been right. they had said maeve's boyfriend ( well ex-boyfriend now ) was no good. and he'd prove it the very moment he'd dump her for another girl. "do you . . . think i can stay here tonight? we can get comfortable and order a fuck ton of food so i can eat my problems away," maeve offered. "i just can't go back home right now." although maeve had stayed over at terra's a dozen times before, she still felt the need to ask. terra was one of the few friends she had left and she didn't want to ruin it by being so overbearing. // @heroexxs

[etxrnaleclipse]

Closed starter for @heroexxs || Matt and Sarah

"Look, if you ask me, I can't think of a single better way to be spending my Friday evening than by drinking wine with one of my best friends." Matt lifted his glass to his lips and took a sip, smiling around the rim as he looked over towards Sarah. He loved their little catch ups like this, enjoying hearing about how she was getting on at work, whether anything interesting had been happening in her life.

[rennisaturate]

" you're asking me?? " jenny didn't think she was the best at giving advice really, not unless someone wanted the idea of what not to do in a given situation. " that's asking for trouble, " || @heroexxs

[thursdaygrl]

closed starter for @heroexxs

"come on, just let me put a little bit of glitter on you? it'll be cute." florence herself was only half dressed, walking around in a mini skirt and a bralette with her own makeup setting. now that they were living together, dani seemed to be a constant distraction. if she was always in reach, why wouldn't she be talking to her or sitting next to her or kissing her or touching her? "please?" she pleaded, batting her eyelashes as she sorted through her eyeshadow palettes for one with a lot of purples. "this would look so good on you."

[hlfmoonshine]

@heroexxs meet sanem togan kinda wild and free.

there wasn't a logical reason for why her day was always better when they came into the shop. it was an illogical thing, she had just accepted that when she first noticed after a few weeks of them coming in. there was a healthy amount of insanity a person could have, mostly leftover from the magic of being a child in her opinion. like the easter bunny or st nick or pots of gold at the end of rainbows.

today had been one of the less days, no drop in to pick out a new flower, and she'd pretended to be alright with that as she finished up orders and arrangements. as she finished for the night she played music and danced about the shop, putting things away for the next day before she grabbed her coat and her keys. she set the coffee machine and the store alarm before heading outside. while she was locking the front door however, the loud rumble of a motorcycle pulled her from her task as she watched them roll up in front of the shop.

[lcvewaslcst]

@heroexxs

she had hurried around when she got the text that he was on his way. she had remained frozen for a handful of moments - worry seeping into her bones. now, vivian set the pizza box on the counter, her manicured nails tapping against the cardboard as if the sound could drown out the nervous energy still thrumming in her chest. she grabbed a beer from the fridge, twisting the cap off without hesitation—an act so casual it felt foreign - like she’d stepped into someone else’s life. the icepack came next, her fingers curling around it tighter than necessary, as if holding it could steady her pulse. she wasn’t the type to fuss or hover; she didn’t worry about other people’s bruises or whether they ate after a long day. but jason wasn’t other people, and she hated how much that mattered. when she heard the knock at the door, she turned to make her way over and pulled it open. instantly her heart sunk at the sight of him all battered after his fight. "jay," she sighed, lifting the ice pack instantly to his face.

[goxinsane]

{ @heroexxs x }

"Kev, don't," Her tone is still sympathetic but now, with the intention of absolving away his guilt—even if she wasn't physically able to do so. Maintaining the safety of their family was the most important thing to them and moving was the least of their concerns. But alot of planning had to be done, with a cautious perspective. "You were barely an adult when you got mixed up and into all this nonsense. You could not have predicted this." Part of Leona still wished she had known about his dealing when they begun dating, but their outcome could've changed (though, looking back now, she knew she would have been a walking contradiction to her morals. Life was about taking risks, afterall. It didn't define him and would've loved him the same.) "We've always tried to shade the kids away from danger, but in life, you can't protect them from everything. Trust me, I wish," And it makes her sigh once again. They're her babies. He's her rock. Her family is her home, even if they have to relocate miles or cities away. "But, I suppose til we have to move, we might as well have low maintenance security-- just-- just to keep us both at bay with a temporary peace of mind. Especially on Jon's graduation day." It makes her more anxious just thinking about it. Where was that cigarette from earlier?

Kevin wrapped his arms around her and she couldn't help but nuzzle, even if they were sitting against the uncomfortably hardwood kitchen chairs, because nonetheless it's a comforting feeling. She ALWAYS wants him around even if he think it's best to leave. In her eyes, it's not. She'd like to respectfully reprimand him for thinking so absurdly, but it's late, and there is no point (especially since Leona didn't like doing it last time). After twenty years of this long-term relationship and speaking sense into one another, he knows the familiar look in her eyes instead-- it will ALWAYS be you and me against the world, (even if that's another cliche saying). A moment of silence filled the air as Leona began to subconsciously play with the casual collar of his night-shirt, admiring the texture of the soft fabric and grounding feeling of his warmth. It kept her distracted but Leona still thought about all the possibilities ahead.

"A vacation at the beginning of the summer sounds like a good idea," Her voice dipped as she turned her head towards the hallway, having thought she heard footsteps approaching-- noting that this would be the worst time to lie to their kids. With a hum, she looked back at Kevin, with the certainty there was nobody there. "I have nowhere I want to particularly live in, as long as we've got everything we need, and a library, and snow at Christmas time." Taking a plane or a train anywhere might arise suspicions but if they had to travel that far and out of danger, they just might have to risk it even further. "I would say we should go somewhere more than a few hours away, however, we don't want to go too far or stay too close. If you give me the directions, I will do most of the driving. I've noticed your mid-day naps and don't mind taking the reigns." With a soft chuckle, Leona pressed a kiss to his cheek before deciding to shut her eyes and rest her head back against her husband's shoulder. All this talk made her more awake than tired. In the end, they would figure it out and she wholeheartedly believed it. Did someone really want Kevin dead? "If you could go anywhere in the world, where would you like to go?" This wasn't just about her, so, she asked him back.

[trxuvaille]

OPEN TO: @heroexxs (based on this)

THE ALCOHOL WARMED his throat. The music was crappy and loud. The lights were flashy and colorful. And Molly was, like always, looking absolutely beautiful. Adam sighed - their game was never going to end. "I should be offended." He almost yelled, coming into the other's line of sight. "I don't remember you telling me you were gonna hang here tonight." His smile held a tinge of fake disappointment as he shook his head. "Are you too cool to be seen partying with me now? I can take the truth."