#writtn

[lucidrims]

˖ ࣪ . ࿐ ♡ ˚ . wonjoo coming thru for @writtn

            " don't worry, i'm well aware that everyone is staring at us. but who cares ? let them stare. " the male says, patting the other's head.

[grcveyacd]

" i want you to forget this ever happened. " // @writtn rolled the dice & got angela morgan

[popcultr]

CLOSED STARTER FOR @writtn

MUSE: luke mizrahi / 36 / writer / pansexual

from this ask meme

"yeah, it's embarrassing really..." he pauses, looking at the other, "i tripped up my own feet and ended up on the floor". sometimes luke got lost in his own world, causing him to get into trouble, "and it seems i cut myself in the process".

[whskyneat]

@writtn based on !

" no because who the fuck was that? did you just call me out here so i can watch some asshole hit on you? "

[nvrlcnds]

closed: @writtn muse: noelle garza, 29, paralegal, pansexual. plot via wishlist: (x)

Saving up for her own apartment had taken Noelle a while. She lived in, and worked out of one of the most business and expensive cities there was. The rent was always high, and the groceries were always priced atrociously, so when there had been an offer on a studio apartment for a good price, Noelle knew passing it up would be next to impossible. Now it was finally moving day and she was bringing up the first of her boxes. When she got up to the apartment, she set the box on the floor to open the door. When she unlocked the apartment door, she was instantly puzzled. There was furniture and clutter already in the place, and that certainly hadn’t been there when she had toured last week. Looking at the key and the number on the apartment door, her brows furrowed. What the hell was going on? “Hello?” She decided to ask out loud, taking a step into the apartment. This apartment most certainly looked like it was lived in but yet this was the apartment she rented out and had gotten the key for.

[luvcrs]

@writtn sent 💬 for a starter from this dialogue generator !

"not be pushy about it or anything... but will you ever take me out - or do i have to make an appointment?"

[neveraftcr]

❛  it says couples only ... let's say we're dating and we'll get in.  ❜ / what if Ayden & Rory?

fake dating sentence starters : accepting

" seriously? what's next, pretending we're engaged to go taste wedding cake? " though, now that she'd said it, it didn't seem like such a terrible idea but she laughed it off. " do you really want to go that badly? i might turn out to be a really clingy fake girlfriend. "

[inferrnos]

𐙚‧ "unfortunately my brain has many things to hold and no more pockets left." / @writtn

[cinnamcroll]

💌 NEW MESSAGE RECEIVED: @writtn !

                ˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥         "it's not my fault you're a dirty, rotten bastard with hands like a cow, mamoo. it's even in your name! if you shaved off your hooves— fuck that, you fucker. no, you're a fat hog. you hogged my kills, my clean air with your shitty breath and ... now you're trying to flex? i couldn't hear you for half the game from being so far down the scoreboard."

[julybloom]

"andrew, it's not that i don't want to tell you what's wrong. it's just that sometimes, putting it into words is difficult. i'm trying to understand it myself before I burden you with it. but i promise, when i'm ready, i'll share everything with you. your support means everything to me." she furrows her brows, her gaze dropping to the floor for a moment before meeting andrew's eyes. ''i wish i could just spill it all out, but it's like... untangling a messy knot in my head. i'm trying to make sense of it myself." she takes a deep breath, her fingers fidgeting with the hem of her shirt. "and i don't want to burden you with something i don't fully understand yet. but please, give me some time. I'll figure it out, and when I do, you'll be the first person i talk to. i promise." sophia's voice softens as she reaches out to gently touch his hand. "i appreciate your concern, truly. it's just that sometimes it feels like i'm swimming in a sea of emotions, and finding the right words to express what's going on is like trying to catch the wind." she offers a faint smile, hoping to reassure him. "but knowing you're here, willing to listen, makes it a little easier. i'm not shutting you out, i just need a little time to gather my thoughts. thank you for being patient with me." / @writtn

[starlingisms]

Jiwan was relieved when she played right into the part, rather comfortably too. For a brief moment, had he not been the one to initiate this act, he would have believed that he was dating this woman. Clearly, the other guy was the worse option between the two of them, and considering the daggers he glared straight into Jiwan, he wasn't surprised. "Oh yea? What'd you see? It would definitely help me pick out another anniversary gift for you," he grinned, laying on the sickly sweet boyfriend tone. "Oh. Well, you are the most beautiful woman around." Another tease at his "girlfriend" before turning to the other guy who was fuming now both from anger and embarrassment. "I get it, but sorry man, pretty sure she's only got eyes for me. Or at least, that's what I hope."

Everything  that  was  happening  felt  like  something  out  of  one  of  her  romance  novels  and  it  had  her  heart  racing,  well  more  over  the  prince  charming  that  had  come  to  her  rescue  and  less  over  the  other  guy  that  couldn't  take  a  hint.  Her  cheeks  feel  warm  as  she  looks  to  the  one  that  had  draped  an  arm  over  her  shoulders.  Handsome.  ❝  Hey  babe.  Sorry,  I  didn't  mean  to  disappear  suddenly  on  you,  I  saw  something  in  one  of  the  shop  windows  that  I  liked.  ❞  She's  an  author,  good  at  selling  a  story  and  her  smile  she  flashes  him  looks  like  that  of  a  woman  in  love  with  her  man.  Then  gaze  flickers  to  the  other  man  who  seems  put  off.  ❝  No  idea.  He  just  approached  me  randomly.  ❞  And  couldn't  take  a  hint,  maybe  he  can  take  this  one  though  ?

[lucidrims]

˖ ࣪ . ࿐ ♡ ˚ . bomi coming thru for @writtn !

            a disappointed glint in her eyes can be seen, " but you said i can come with you today . . don't tell me you're just going to leave me here while you get to have all the fun ? "

[grcveyacd]

“ it’s not a marriage proposal — it’s just one drink. “ he calls over the music, eyes never averting from the shitty cover band playing in the corner of the bar. “ we can talk shit about how out of tune their instruments are, and how the vocalist has been slurring since the second song. “ he chuckles, finally looking down at them. “ just one drink and you’ll never have to see me again — or you know, you won’t have to see me until the next time my sister chooses to invite me out at least. “ // @writtn liked for a random starter from heath

[popcultr]

CLOSED STARTER FOR @writtn

MUSE: atticus walsh / 30 / secretary / heterosexual

from this ask meme

"do you want to come in for a coffee? i have told them to finish up playing but you know how kids are" atticus offers the other a small smile. she'd been wondering if jett was also a single parent mostly because she thought he was cute, but she'd always been too shy to say anything.

[grcveyacd]

dark hues flick back to the crappy television in the corner, debating if he should tell the truth about how he actually issued the entire show just to be here. he was lucky to even find a stand in at last minute but, somehow he managed to pull it off by bribing the guitarist in the opening band to stand in for him. he knew that he would get shit from the rest of the band about this later but, he’d deal with it then. right now, he needed to deal with this. “ uh, i didn’t do the show. “ his voice was quiet when he spoke, hoping that he couldn’t actually hear him. but, it was pretty quiet in the room, aside from the light chatter on the television, and the occasional beep from the monitor beside the male. so quinn not hearing was wishful thinking. “ weird. “ he repeats, flicking his gaze over to him once more, scanning his features carefully. “ it’s fine — you know, it was actually kind of surreal knowing that i was someone's emergency contact. can’t say i’ve ever been that before. “ he chuckles lightly, shifting in the had cushioned seat in an effort to get comfortable. “ so… what happened anyway? didn’t land a jump right or something? “ 

He is lucky that Jace is here, that's true. Two hours away, that's pretty far considering where they stand now. He feels guilt creeping in along with all the pain that he has woken up to that whatever medicine they're giving him isn't really knocking down. ❛ Guess I am. How was the show though ? ❜ Not stopping to think for a moment that the other could've easily missed out on said show. Emergency contact . . . Oh shit yeah, Jace would still be his emergency contact. He never actually ended up changing it ( the thought just hadn't crossed his mind lately ). ❛ Haha, yeah. Totally weird. ❜ He hangs his head, takes in a deep breath and then exhales slow. ❛ I'll change it once I'm out of here. Sorry. Slipped my mind. ❜ He looks at Jace, expression rather apologetic and tired at the same time.

[chobani-flip]

totally real, leaked script from ep10

fade in - int. Henren's house - evening

At the familiar kitchen table sit Hen and Buck and several wine bottles. Not all of them are empty. None of them are full. Hen and Buck passed tipsy some times ago.

Buck: you know, i just wanna wanna start singing sometimes you know?

Hen: awwww, our buckaroo finally found the secret to happiness? Buck (nodding seriously): in to- in tommy Hen (interrupts): 'sssss pantsssss! Buck (starts giggling and singing very off-key): i blew a boy and i liked it... (hiccups) i really really really really like his flight suit. and his legs. in shorts. he has 'em.. my boyfriend... tommy... has a gym in his garage, you know, hen. and a garage to repair cars. and a croptop. it's white. I really really really really...

Hen cheers and tops up his glass. Buck keeps reapeating his "realies" until suddenly he stops, and frowns.

Buck: henrietta- Hen: do NOT call m- Buck: hen-hen-hen-hen, i don't feel so good. Hen (concern breaking through the fog): buckaroo, what is it? Buck (puzzled): my stomach? Hen: you feel sick? Buck: AM I PREN-GANT!?

Hen stares at him, then screams with laughter. Buck shakes his head a little, then hides his face in his hands.

Hen: you had a really good time in the cockpit, huh? Buck (shaking his head): too many buttons. Hen: ...uh-huh. Buck: there's buttons on the ja- jacuzzi - tommy has- Hen (finishes along with him): -a jacuzzi in the garage. Buck: but only three. (pauses) hen, how long does jizz survive in a really nice jacuzzi?!

Hen flicks him in the forehead. Buck whines, swats at her hand and then starts giggling to himself. Hen rolls her eyes, rests them a little as she takes a sip from her bottle. When she opens them again, she sees that Buck has his phone in his hand and is smiling pathetically at a frankly terrible picture of Tommy. Hen snorts.

Hen (mumbling into the bottle): i should call his babydaddy to come pick him up.