#rcsegold

[aloneintheafterglow]

of course they had - with his help - and just like that, with this set of news, ezekiel felt like he was taking one step closer to his promised freedom. he never intended on actually falling for aurora, nor was it encouraged by his designated case detective. it was all supposed to be a facade, a plan facilitated by the feds and ezekiel's parole and judge. get close to the boss's daughter, gather enough intel to burn each stash house, turn the boss man in and walk away with a clean slate.

at first, there was no way way he thought he would pull it off, how could he? but, with time and the right amount of pressure, in the form of blackmail held over him, ez agreed to go as far as being the informative snitch.

he knew the feds would raid the safe house - one of several that had been targeted. "shit," his heart skipped a beat, out of both fear for what that meant for the people he grew to care about, as well as selfish worry that he was another day closer to having to walk away from aurora. "-who was there?"

he tucked his gun in his vest and closed the space between him and the fiery blonde he had grown to fall for within their time together. "i'll go have a look, make sure it's safe and you stay here. okay?" he knew that if something was about to go down, if the raid was just a decoy for something bigger, he had to keep aurora away from whatever could possibly go down after. his hands cupped her features, tilting her head back so that she was to look up at him. "it's gonna be okay."

the hands on her shoulders brought her back to the present. she had to resist the urge to shove them off. instead, she did what she always did. she took what she didn't want to feel and she forced it behind what she had always envisioned as a thick, glass wall. or at least, she tried. it usually worked fairly well but today? not so much. her fury had already permeated too deep. it was in her blood, settled into her bones.

aurora moved over to the dresser without a word. she looked at herself in the mirror and took a moment to wipe a nonexistent smudge of mascara from under her eye, to touch up her lipstick before she turned, still with the same deadpan expression. "my dad called. the feds raided the safe house in queens."

[long-gone-dream]

@rcsegld

Certain death looked back at him from the body on the ground, but in the end it was either he let himself be killed or kill the one who tried to take his life. Gunning a man down wasn’t how he liked to do things anyway, but what choice did he have when one was pulled on him? Milo paced about after the altercation, blood on his hands and pooling in the alley. A deal gone wrong is what it was. A setup, staged by people who wanted him out of the business altogether. Money had never even hit his palm before a punch had landed against his cheekbone, though once he came to his senses it seemed it was a pistol that had struck the bone instead. Blurred vision made it tricky to fight for the gun, but in the end he ended up covered in blood that wasn’t his and with a problem bigger than what he knew to do with. Where did one even dispose of a body? Did the bastard have a family, and were they going to mourn his loss? Milo sat atop a a trash can trying to decipher what message was being sent to him, wiping his hands on the t-shirt that was already ruined. “Fuck Milo, what the hell.. What am I gonna do?” The cops would be showing up before long if the shot was heard, but he couldn’t move. He was frozen trying to let the choice sink in. He’d killed a man. The first time he ever pulled the damn trigger and it worked all too well.

Action needed to be taken, and so it was his decision to load the dead weight into his car. Leather seats could be cleaned, couldn’t they? A quick clean and it would be like it never happened, right? Once he had forced the body into the backseat he was forced to think about the next step, and there didn’t seem to be one. The cops would understand, wouldn’t they? He was just doing his job, selling the product his boss pushed so hard for him to get out there. For a moment he thought on the older man, sitting behind the wheel and looking at the evidence in his rearview. Did his boss send the man? Who else would have known about the meeting? His eyes turned on the gun in the passenger seat, and he picked it up to wipe the fingerprints from its handle. Wiping and wiping until he realized it would never be clean enough, not when it was in his possession. It taunted him, laying in his lap threatening a life behind bars. He just needed to get rid of everything, every shred of the crime he could manage and it would all go away. Who did he trust enough to help him though? Milo certainly couldn’t do it on his own, he was smart enough but he didn’t know how to handle something so difficult. Instead of sitting and thinking about it until the cops showed, he threw the car into gear and started driving. To where? He wasn’t exactly sure. Just someplace to get him out of trouble.

Maybe he didn’t trust her, but he did know that she had dealt with her fair share of bloodshed. He’d heard plenty, and had seen the way she handled herself in the presence of men much more menacing than himself. She could help, but would she? He stared at the door from his car for a good couple of minutes, but eventually got out of the car and tucked the gun into his waistband as he walked. At the door, he let his knuckles knock in rhythm against the home of his enemy, hoping she would see the worry in his eye and take pity on him. Milo glanced around as he waited, one hand keen on resting atop the .38 in the front of his jeans. Maybe it was another trap. What if Aurora was ready to cut him down and save her father the trouble of some low-rung thug. It was the only option he had though, so he knocked again.

[hcneybaby]

@ !!

@rcsegold bc shes my actual daughter and deserves nothing but love n light :(

for every ‘@’ sent (anon or not) I WILL mention and post some positivity about a fellow tumblr user

[babegroot]

SNAPCHAT GCS

bitch i will fuck u up who has time to be on their phone and on tumblr at the same time i cant type 

[archivevlogs]

Hey I just wanted to say this rp looks so good omg

omg ur adorable, thank you sm for boosting this rp’s ego lol ! i hope to see an app from you, cutie !

[naileadevoras]

🎊🎊🎊

for every  🎊  i get i’ll recommend a bog 

@rcsegold @balmainrpc @keyinan 

[springtaesarchive]

to my mom, aye !! truly my first rpc friend n im so glad for u ! iremember them dayz when i was just honestmeme a mess. Im so thankful for u and ur brother makes me laugh hes a top lad. Your amazing as hell and I love you so much happy birthday baby !

ZEE MY BABY MY DAUGHTER MY LOVE I LOVE YOU SO DAMN MUCH WHAT THE FUCK TAKE MY WHOLE HEART

[fridays13th]

rcsegold replied to your post: I SLEPT…. FOR THREE HOURS….

is this bad ?

i woke up on the living room floor wrapped in a towel ?? what the fuck

[sethcchen]

rcsegold replied to your post “rcsegold replied to your post “please someone watch breakout kings...”

i rly rly expected moretbh like the way it ended was so ugly i wanna cry

literally every single show i have ever loved gets cancelled too soon it blows. when you know who died i was crying so hard

[hollowiisms-archive-blog]

@rcsegolded

ripley and maddox had been taking it slow. they’d been moving at her pace and it had done a lot to calm the girl’s nerves. she knew it was probably weird, to be so nervous about being with someone when you’re a cam girl who’s done solo stuff, but it was different even if other people didn’t understand how. she had never been in a relationship and so she wasn’t exactly sure how to please someone else. she was worried she’d embarrass herself or do something that her partner didn’t like. it was easier on camera because she knew her audience was there simply to see her get off. with a relationship, she had to focus on herself and her lover to make sure they were both enjoying themselves. 

she was currently sat in maddox’s lap, knees on either side of his hips, arms around his neck and her lips attached to his. they were in another heated makeout session, and ripley was finally ready to start exploring other things. “i...i wanna take it a little farther tonight.” ripley said, eyes fluttering open as she pulled away from the kiss. “maybe take it all the way if it comes to it, but for right now...i just wanna do more than makeout.” 

[heartbrxakersarchive]

Rosalie was not the type of girl to pick up someone at a bar and bring them home with her. It had only happened a few times prior and they had all ended terribly, so she swore to herself that she wouldn’t do it again. However, after a few particularly lonely nights and several shots, Rosalie found that it was much harder for her to deny the hot guy who’d asked to buy her a drink. A couple more drinks later, Rosalie was tugging him along behind her as she hurried through her apartment complex, desperate to get past her front door. Once the door was safely locked behind her, she had attached her lips to his in a passionate kiss, her hands already tugging at his clothes. She’d already forgotten his name but she knew it didn’t matter. She doubted there would be much talking after they were finished. Hell, she didn’t even expect him to stay the night. Without breaking the kiss, she guided them to her bedroom, closing that door behind them as well. 

@rcsegolded

[mcturethemes]

violet was so new to this. dating guys she didn’t meet in recovery and meeting their families seemed like something so out of her realm, but here she was doing it. kind of. she thought the night would go over much smoother than it was and where was her boyfriend? playing basketball in the driveway with the neighbor. his sister’s offer was sweet, but one she couldn’t accept. a drink here and there sounded nice but it was always just a few more away from a bender. she couldn’t have that. “thank you, i appreciate it i just don’t care for the stuff.” her smile was as fake as her hair extensions and the reason was a complete lie. “is this you?” she asked, pointing to the little girl in the photo.

open to: f/nb plot: your muse is dating one of aurora's brothers and he's brought them to some kind of family event

aurora felt like she was the only one in the room who was not tense, or irritated, or resentful. she had been observing the unfolding events with mild amusement -- the evening had started off somewhat pleasant, but her mother had not been able to hide her disdain for her brother's girlfriend for long. for once aurora was not the target of her mother's ire and she was enjoying the respite, no matter how brief it might turn out to be. that wasn't to say that she didn't feel sorry for the girl that her brother had brought to dinner. she looked a little lost, stood looking at one of the framed family photos from when they were younger. her brother was no where to be seen and aurora finally took pity on the girl -- dinner hadn't even started and he was already abandoning her. she made her way over to where the girl was still staring at old family photos and held out a glass of amber liquid. "drink." aurora instructed. "it'll take the edge off."

[pvssyriot-blog]

rcsegolded replied to your post: where do y’all get bgs for your themes? i’m...

i use tineye labs to color match my graphics. it shows you flicker images and i use ones over 1000px by 1000 px to make sure it fits the screen!

you’re amazing!! thank u sm :)

[hcneybaby]

@rcsegold the day u call me stevie is the day i call u amelia n then it’ll b a big shitstorm .

[babegroot]

I associate .. a Virgo hater ! But I also associate the colour black.. bein near my ends whenever I’m far away.. criminal minds.. snapping at 4am bc thas normal .. and THAT EARLY MORNING LIGHT

THIS IS ME maybe i dont hate you anymore ;\ WOW those early snaps??good stuff let me send u that early morning light right now!! 

TELL ME WHAT YOU ASSOCIATE WITH ME

[mcturethemes]

mcturethemes​:

rcsegld​:

“suit yourself.” aurora shrugged and downed the drink herself before setting the glass down on the sideboard. “i’ve got some coke in my purse if you would prefer.” she waited a moment before smiling. “i’m joking.” she wasn’t, but she didn’t think her brother would appreciate her plying his girlfriend with drugs before they’d even sat down. the smile the other girl gave her was insincere, aurora could tell, but she didn’t comment on it. meeting the family was bad enough in any case, but meeting their family? her parents were impossible to please at the best of times. and then there was the huge, intimidating house that felt more like a show home than anything else. aurora cast her eyes down at the photo she was pointing at and nodded. “alex had to bribe me to smile.”

eyes widen at the mention of narcotics and she’s frozen for a moment until the other woman ensures that she’s just playing but there’s something about the whole thing that’s caused violet to truly wonder if she was in fact just joking. “well, either way it’s a nice photo.” violet’s eyes wandered past the blonde to the image of her brother shooting hoops in the driveway. “does he make a habit of inviting girls over and then completely ditching them?” she asked out loud before realizing she was actually speaking. “sorry, i’m sure you don’t want to be interrogated about your brother.”